Snippet #2388851

Felix looked up as the ticker changed in front of him, revealing that Porter and Celero had succeeded. Standing up, he whispered into his comm. "Mission success. Everyone get out of here-"...the sentence was ended with a slight oof. Felix looked up to see that he hand ran into someone, a burly security guard. "Hey, watch it!" He said, but stopped when he saw that Keith's face was...flickering. The HIDE was now disturbed, and was giving out to reveal Felix underneath. "Security, we've got a live one!" The guard uttered into his radio, but Felix simply turned the HIDE off and looked at him. The Network leader simply raised one hand and said one command.

"Down, boy." Felix ordered before using his Elemental power to bring a section of ceiling down on the guard, causing a chair from the floor above to drop on him and knock him out cold. "They found me, get ready for some fun, boys and girls." He advised, but he knew they should escape. A black van rolled in front and released four more guards, in addition to the three in front of Felix. They came from the back of the office. The workers were all cowering under desks and praying that the terrorist didn't kill them.

Felix picked the chair up off the downed guard, and set it down. He then took a seat. "You're under arrest! Get on your knees!" One guard ordered. "Oh, come now. Do you seriously think I'd get these nice pants dirty? I'd much rather sit here." Felix rose his hands, and his seat began to float. It was a little strenuous, but in the moment of fear the guards had, Felix had enough time to coalesce a little psionic energy in his palm. Felix wasted no time, and sent this little bullet straight into the heart of the biggest guard, knocking him down. "Fire!" The other ordered, and like some bad fantasy vid, Felix soared through the air using the last bit of energy he had.

He landed behind the desks, where bullets began firing. Thankfully, the desks were lined with metal, in case of armed robbery, so the workers could take shelter. Felix's head pounded, the small act of forcing the psionic energy draining him for a moment. "Could you guys shut them up? My head needs a second to recuperate." Felix asked the entirety of his team.