The V O I D wrote:Tobias' thoughts were interrupted when a stranger pulled him into an alleyway.
The unknown assailant quickly retreated out of melee range. When Goodwin got his bearings, he was staring at a polished black mask; The man was holding his left arm up in surrender, his right hung limply at his side. "Aesculapius, it's me, Cypher. I need your help"
Tobias raised a brow at Cypher and looked around. With a sigh, he double checked with his powers that no one was watching. And no one was, thankfully; or at least, if they were, they were out of range.
“Okay. Sure. You can pay me back later. You need healing, right? Let me see what's going on.”, Tobias said, offering his hand.
Cypher tried his best to lift his arm, but he couldn't muster it.
"Gunshot, it severed the musculocutaneous nerve three inches from the end of the humerus on the anterior side. The bullet exited, I tried to stop the bleeding, but I'm losing blood."
Tobias nodded in understanding, instead choosing to move closer. He grabbed Cypher's arm where some skin was exposed, feeling his power envelope the man. Mentally, he began a checklist of injuries. Gunshot wound, damaged blood vessels, and nerves in the arm, other internal damage and injuries.
“I see some other stuff here, as well. Minor scarring? Or something like that. I'll just sweep through and fix everything; might have to take some stuff from your muscle or fat stores, so to rebuild that, you're going to want to eat a bit more than usual, or exercise to regain muscle.”, Tobias said, as his power got to work mending the wound, forcing the bullet or any fragments out of his wounds, as well as generally healing Cypher. Tobias also healed some internal scarring and any other minor injuries he found, giving Cypher's body a full 'tune up.'
“There you go. I think I got everything. If you want, I can increase your metabolism for a couple days so you can handle eating bigger meals... if you're worried you'll get fat or anything. Not that I took so much muscle or fat, just so you don't have to worry about it. Up to you, really.”, the healer finished, waiting for a response. If Cypher said no, he was thinking of heading to the bus stop as planned. Perhaps, though, he'd alter his own appearance first.
"Thank you for the offer, but I am content with the current status quo. You need to get out of here, CADMUS has brought in their R&D. There are a lot of variables in play. You need to find somewhere safe away from major cities, something big is about to unfold, and I don't mean in just Chicago."
Cypher began walking away, cloaking himself in shadow.
Once he was out of earshot from Tobias he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. It rang for a few seconds, then a voice came through, "Hello?"
"Angela, It's Cypher. I'm coming back."
Vanguard Extraction Team
Phoenix, AZ
"How long can someone look at color on a page? He's been in there for over an hour!"
Paladin and Prophet were busy playing a game of cards in the back of the van. Arsenal was behind the wheel fiddling with a contraption of some sort, and Quill was watching the entrance to the Art Gallery through a pair of binoculars.
"Lots of people like art, It can give a glimpse into the soul of another person."
"Did you read that off a hallmark card, Arsenal?"
Paladin called from the back, "Knock it off you two. You squabble more than the kids at camp."
The men gave a small sound of indignation and went back to their tasks.
"Head's up he's on the move, wait. Shit, CADMUS has him, he just got into that car."
The Team jumped into action. The van pulled away from the curb and started driving down the street a few car lengths behind the car containing Richard. Paladin's Armor formed and Prophet summoned the Void armor. The back of the van filled with a soft blue and gold glow. Three black vans had assembled around the car, and the motorcade was headed for a nearby CADMUS field office.
"Doesn't CADMUS line their vehicles with that power-dampening tech? Quill asked the two men in the back.
The response came from Arsenal, "Yeah, we have to bust him out, and I have an idea."
The Vanguard Van pulled ahead of the CADMUS motorcade thanks to some aggressive driving. "Prophet, Paladin; get ready. Quill, Take the Wheel."
"Wait, What?"
Arsenal opened the door and jumped out. His robotic arm hit the pavement, and he slid to a stop in a shower of sparks. He jumped up and he was directly in front of the oncoming CADMUS car. He extended his metal hand and opened his fist; green static jumped along his arm and the car deconstructed itself going down the road. Every bolt, every piece of the car separated itself from another and levitated apart, and traveled down the road at the same speed. At the same instant, Richard began to fall out of his seat. A breach opened and closed to reveal Paladin standing in the street. He held up his left arm and his shield disappeared; before Richard's body hit the pavement, a golden glow encapsulated his body and he rolled on the pavement unscathed.
Arsenal clenched his fist and the disassembled car crushed together into a ball of scrap metal. Paladin stopped the sliding metal with his foot and rematerialized his Sheild. Prophet opened another breach and stepped out at Richard's side. "Mr. Weinkauf we're here to rescue you."