Simone Walsh
Amalthea
Tex Mechanica Weapons Development
Simone steps through the wreckage lightly- except when her hooves come down on bodies of survivors, which results in the poor sods getting holes punched through whatever part of their body she steps on. Security forces rush in to escort key members- the fabled Builders of Skunk Works. Metahumans daring to lower themselves to work for mortals. As per the Pantheon's code, Amalthea is disgusted. She tails the security team far slower than her maximum speed, taking the reactionary bullets fired at her by paranoid officers.
At the side of the building, she crashes through the wall of the garage, dropping the slow stalking and rushing the armored car at a full sprint. The vehicle's driver peels out in a panic, flooring it towards the parking lot- only to find the goat woman easily keeping pace alongside, shrugging off futile fire support from the Humvees. Amalthea sticks her arm into the side of the vehicle, reaching down until she finds one of the wheels. As she runs alongside it, she brings her arm down and cuts the wheel from the axle. The armored car rolls to a halt, and Amalthea tears herself an opening, and steps inside.
The bloodbath is thankfully brief. The salvation of the parking lot is denied to the Armored Car, while the Humvees circle it like moths around a light. When Amalthea steps out again, fur stained a dark crimson, this time walking towards the parking lot. Her jacket is a shredded mess, revealing the only human skin left on her. She's toned, athletic, but without injury. A wall of Military Pornography faces her, and it makes her goat mouth curl into a small frown.
"I thought Americans loved their guns too much to waste so much
munition."
Alaric Kirin
Shine
Los Angeles, Argus Field Office
The office is a welcome return to normalcy. Whoever the Skull-and-Raven villain had been, they'd gotten away. From what Shine could pick up about Sourkraut (Argus soldier's nickname, not his own), it was a low-power meta with a hateboner for Argus and ASET. Not enough of a threat to warrant any heavy action, as well. Just another kid that thinks they're the only one doing right when the truth was completely different.
His power is still too much on cooldown to spy on anything, but the TVs paint a fair picture for him anyways. The Pantheon, out to be the Meta Supremacists they'd always been. This time, taking out a whole group of big corporations. Shine isn't too miffed about that- the big companies deserve a good sacking. Gencore was shady, Argus was controlling, and Daedalus was just pure out of touch. Better to knock off the fat cats to give something to the little guys.
But of course, The Pantheon can't even do this small act of good without fucking up and doing everything else evil. Proclaiming their superiority in a cartoonish manner, picking a fight with the Regents, and doing the whole anti-human speciesism schtick. "We can draw straws to decide who gets to go where." He speaks up in response to Allan.