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W I L L I A M x R I C H A R D S
o f x r e e dxr i c h a r d s & s u exs t o r m
#0b4a8b || Outfit || jr. fantastic
o f x r e e dxr i c h a r d s & s u exs t o r m
#0b4a8b || Outfit || jr. fantastic
"Sorry if I made you uncomfortable earlier... I... Wasn't trying to," Will apologized, and Aria nervously laughed it off while she waved her hands in front of her in a submissive state. "Don't worry about it! I... should make it a point to be a little more secure." And that was thatāconversation over.
"I can't fly, but I can make myself aerodynamic... If you don't mind me hitching a ride with you. But if you're not comfortable with that I can walk and meet you there." Of course, he couldn't fly! Why hadn't she thought about that at all? She flicked a hand through the air dismissively, "It's not a problem at all! I don't necessarily fly, per se, anyway. Not in a traditional manner..."
In an effort to make the situation lighter and maybe add a little humor, "I hope your hair gel is pretty solid." There was a light bout of laughter there before she raised her arms up to her side, palms up, and began to conjure her power. Drawing from the Earth's electromagnetic field, she was able to thwart the weather around them and generate strong winds. Her eyes turned white, as did her hair; looking very much like her own mother at this point. Will would also be swept up in the wind, as she'd not ask him to flex his powers. Not yet. It was far too cold, and if she understood his father's powersāthe frigid air might hinder him more than help. This way she can control both of them and he could reserve his own abilities whenever they were most useful.
One very bright side to this manner of flight is that William would also not have to suffer from being held or anything. The last thing she wanted to do was emasculate him. Like this, the only thing that kept him in flight was Aria's precise control over the summoned wind. As they moved through, they were able to avoid floodlights, and the wind help displace the blizzard-like conditions that would have otherwise been blinding. Not that it mattered to her, really. Not only could she manipulate the weather, but it was easy for her to detect its naturally occurring patterns and see through them.
Once they were where they should be, she brought them down to the ground. The blinding frenzy of snow resumed around them as the unnatural winds died down. While she was dressed like... this, she felt nothing extreme in regards to the weather. Aria seemed unfazed by the cold.
In this moment of staring down at a gate devoid of sentries for the moment, she realized that she actually had no idea what to do. What made it all worse was that she told others what they should do without having an actual clue herself. "This is suicide," she muttered anxiously to herself, but it was likely Will could hear it as well.
Will looked over toward Aria with a sympathetic smile. He remembered what his first training simulation was like and it was intimidatingā¦ To say the least. The cold definitely affected him and his ability to perform. Every movement was slower and strained, and he felt like if someone hit him with a hammer he would shatter. But rather than worry her more, Will put on his best smile. "Donāt worry. Iāll take care of it."
Before she had a chance to argue, Willās arm stretched and extended until he took a hold of the railing to one of the lookout towers. With a quick yank, he pulled his body and retracted his arms. He quickly flew through the air until he reached the railing, flipping over the railing and kicking one of the guards clear over the side and out of the tower. This left two men who stood frozen for a moment, trying to take in whatever just happened. Before either could reach for a button and call for backup, Willās arms extended and wrapped around their wrists like makeshift shackles. He then yanked his arms, pulling the men together until their heads collided and they slumped over.
Similar to the first tower, Will swung himself over to the second and made quick work of the guards. Then that left only the men on the ground. He leaned forward, looking over the railing, trying to decide his next course of action. His hands stretched out and grasped the railing of the other tower, but this time as his body swung he extended his arms further. Using his body like a wrecking ball, Will put out his legs and slammed his feet into one of the soldiers, throwing him back into the wall. The last two were quick and easy. He grew his hand to the size of a watermelon and uppercut each man as they came closer. Unlike some of the others, he made sure not to kill anyone. Incapacitating was more than sufficient in his opinion.
"Weāre clear," he said over the earpiece, while motioning his index and middle finger toward Aria. As she approached, he searched the fallen men until he found a keycard for one of them. He flashed her a playful wink and smile before he reached his arm out toward the door and used the card to unlock it.
"Let's see what they are doing here," she directed Will as she gathered enough molecules from the air to summon a thick fog through the hall. It rolled down the narrow passageway with no end in sight, but it would give them an opportunity to take down a few very confused guards as they moved through.
They opened doors, scanned rooms, and eventually found something that looked like a control center of sorts. Fog would damage any of the technology inside, and so would electricity from lightning. Most of her powers would. Like her father, she knew the ins and outs of machines as though she was of one mind with them, and if they were going to figure out what was going on at this base, theyād have to leave them intact.
She stepped aside to let William in first, "Gentleman first?" Heād honestly be the best bet for this scenario.
Will placed his hand lightly on Ariaās back to move her aside as he stepped forward to sneak a glance through the small window on the door. He sighed softly. There had to be a dozen men in there, easy. "Make sure no one sneaks up on you. Be right back." Then, without another word, Will almost melts as his body becomes paper-thin and slips beneath the door into the other room. He kept himself flat to the ground or the sides of tables as he moved around.
At first he observed everyone seeing where they stood and who was the easiest target. Will first went for the easiest guard, one that no one was looking at. Just his hands reformed to their normal size just before grabbing the manās ankles and jerking them backwards. The momentum sent the guy tipping forward until he hit his face on the ground. He was instantly unconscious, probably with a broken nose on top of it. Systematically, Will worked his way through the guards going for whomever was easiest first.
Surprisingly, it wasnāt too difficult until he was down to the last three guards. They all stood in a line facing the same control panel with their backs toward the rest of the room. Will stood up behind them letting his body reform to its natural state. They were oblivious of his presence, but once he took out one of them, the others would be alerted. His right arm quickly shot out in front of them, hooking under their chins and pulled them all backwards, together in a lump. He held them there as they squirmed until they lost enough oxygen to make themselves lightheaded until they passed out.
Will spared a glance back towards the door to make sure he still saw Aria through the window. He smiled and gave her a thumbs up, before turning his attention towards the vast controls. This wasnāt entirely foreign to him. Every control center worked similarly and this couldnāt be much different. His gaze scanned the various buttons and switches until he found the lever to the main power to the facility. "Bingo," he whispered to himself as he made his way over to it.
When Zehara let them know that they found the location of the prisoners, Aria felt a little confused. Didn't Phil and Alfred imply that the hostages were scattered? Shortly after, maybe after about ten minutes, the alarms throughout the entire base went off. She tapped her earpiece, do. What made it all worse was that she told others what they should do without having an actual clue herself. "What is going on? Whatever happened to the communication tower?"
She heard the Demon's voice ominously project that Lexa was down. Whatever that meant. Even though this was a simulation, had they inadvertently "killed" one of their teammates?
The alarms blared just before Will could throw the switch to shut down the power. He still tried, but as he thought, once the alarms were triggered, any button he pressed did nothing. "Damn it," he cursed under his breath before abandoning the control panel, hurrying over toward the door. He opened it quickly, first looking down the hall to make sure no one approached before looking at Aria. "Do you want to go for the hostages? Or should we just get out?"
Aria looked up at him. The logical thing to do was to just go - the mission was done. They had one downed hero, a whole military base alerted to their presence, and would soon be overwhelmed. Sure, maybe trained and more experienced heroes - an actual team could get through this with no problem, but that wasnāt this hodgepodge of mutants and super-powered beings. It didnāt mean her choice made her feel less guilty about everything. She tapped her earpiece and called out, "Move to the southeast quadrant. We have one down which leaves James on his own. Do not look for more hostages." As she gave commands, her fingers rifled through paperwork at the command center. There was a map, which meant they could somehow get to James before he got overwhelmed.
"Josiah, Theo - forget the communication tower. Itās too late," she looked down at the map, but it was just as confusing as being without one. It took her a few seconds to find where they were and then figure out where they needed to go. With the route memorized, she crumpled it up and stuffed it down her top. Just in case. It was uncomfortable.
"Letās go," she said to Will, sidestepping him to run toward their destination.
Along the way, they managed to run into Kane and Zehara, both of whom were in a situation that was not looking good. Military personnel were coming in from both sides, and the two of them were in a killbox of sorts.
"I can't fly, but I can make myself aerodynamic... If you don't mind me hitching a ride with you. But if you're not comfortable with that I can walk and meet you there." Of course, he couldn't fly! Why hadn't she thought about that at all? She flicked a hand through the air dismissively, "It's not a problem at all! I don't necessarily fly, per se, anyway. Not in a traditional manner..."
In an effort to make the situation lighter and maybe add a little humor, "I hope your hair gel is pretty solid." There was a light bout of laughter there before she raised her arms up to her side, palms up, and began to conjure her power. Drawing from the Earth's electromagnetic field, she was able to thwart the weather around them and generate strong winds. Her eyes turned white, as did her hair; looking very much like her own mother at this point. Will would also be swept up in the wind, as she'd not ask him to flex his powers. Not yet. It was far too cold, and if she understood his father's powersāthe frigid air might hinder him more than help. This way she can control both of them and he could reserve his own abilities whenever they were most useful.
One very bright side to this manner of flight is that William would also not have to suffer from being held or anything. The last thing she wanted to do was emasculate him. Like this, the only thing that kept him in flight was Aria's precise control over the summoned wind. As they moved through, they were able to avoid floodlights, and the wind help displace the blizzard-like conditions that would have otherwise been blinding. Not that it mattered to her, really. Not only could she manipulate the weather, but it was easy for her to detect its naturally occurring patterns and see through them.
Once they were where they should be, she brought them down to the ground. The blinding frenzy of snow resumed around them as the unnatural winds died down. While she was dressed like... this, she felt nothing extreme in regards to the weather. Aria seemed unfazed by the cold.
In this moment of staring down at a gate devoid of sentries for the moment, she realized that she actually had no idea what to do. What made it all worse was that she told others what they should do without having an actual clue herself. "This is suicide," she muttered anxiously to herself, but it was likely Will could hear it as well.
Will looked over toward Aria with a sympathetic smile. He remembered what his first training simulation was like and it was intimidatingā¦ To say the least. The cold definitely affected him and his ability to perform. Every movement was slower and strained, and he felt like if someone hit him with a hammer he would shatter. But rather than worry her more, Will put on his best smile. "Donāt worry. Iāll take care of it."
Before she had a chance to argue, Willās arm stretched and extended until he took a hold of the railing to one of the lookout towers. With a quick yank, he pulled his body and retracted his arms. He quickly flew through the air until he reached the railing, flipping over the railing and kicking one of the guards clear over the side and out of the tower. This left two men who stood frozen for a moment, trying to take in whatever just happened. Before either could reach for a button and call for backup, Willās arms extended and wrapped around their wrists like makeshift shackles. He then yanked his arms, pulling the men together until their heads collided and they slumped over.
Similar to the first tower, Will swung himself over to the second and made quick work of the guards. Then that left only the men on the ground. He leaned forward, looking over the railing, trying to decide his next course of action. His hands stretched out and grasped the railing of the other tower, but this time as his body swung he extended his arms further. Using his body like a wrecking ball, Will put out his legs and slammed his feet into one of the soldiers, throwing him back into the wall. The last two were quick and easy. He grew his hand to the size of a watermelon and uppercut each man as they came closer. Unlike some of the others, he made sure not to kill anyone. Incapacitating was more than sufficient in his opinion.
"Weāre clear," he said over the earpiece, while motioning his index and middle finger toward Aria. As she approached, he searched the fallen men until he found a keycard for one of them. He flashed her a playful wink and smile before he reached his arm out toward the door and used the card to unlock it.
"Let's see what they are doing here," she directed Will as she gathered enough molecules from the air to summon a thick fog through the hall. It rolled down the narrow passageway with no end in sight, but it would give them an opportunity to take down a few very confused guards as they moved through.
They opened doors, scanned rooms, and eventually found something that looked like a control center of sorts. Fog would damage any of the technology inside, and so would electricity from lightning. Most of her powers would. Like her father, she knew the ins and outs of machines as though she was of one mind with them, and if they were going to figure out what was going on at this base, theyād have to leave them intact.
She stepped aside to let William in first, "Gentleman first?" Heād honestly be the best bet for this scenario.
Will placed his hand lightly on Ariaās back to move her aside as he stepped forward to sneak a glance through the small window on the door. He sighed softly. There had to be a dozen men in there, easy. "Make sure no one sneaks up on you. Be right back." Then, without another word, Will almost melts as his body becomes paper-thin and slips beneath the door into the other room. He kept himself flat to the ground or the sides of tables as he moved around.
At first he observed everyone seeing where they stood and who was the easiest target. Will first went for the easiest guard, one that no one was looking at. Just his hands reformed to their normal size just before grabbing the manās ankles and jerking them backwards. The momentum sent the guy tipping forward until he hit his face on the ground. He was instantly unconscious, probably with a broken nose on top of it. Systematically, Will worked his way through the guards going for whomever was easiest first.
Surprisingly, it wasnāt too difficult until he was down to the last three guards. They all stood in a line facing the same control panel with their backs toward the rest of the room. Will stood up behind them letting his body reform to its natural state. They were oblivious of his presence, but once he took out one of them, the others would be alerted. His right arm quickly shot out in front of them, hooking under their chins and pulled them all backwards, together in a lump. He held them there as they squirmed until they lost enough oxygen to make themselves lightheaded until they passed out.
Will spared a glance back towards the door to make sure he still saw Aria through the window. He smiled and gave her a thumbs up, before turning his attention towards the vast controls. This wasnāt entirely foreign to him. Every control center worked similarly and this couldnāt be much different. His gaze scanned the various buttons and switches until he found the lever to the main power to the facility. "Bingo," he whispered to himself as he made his way over to it.
When Zehara let them know that they found the location of the prisoners, Aria felt a little confused. Didn't Phil and Alfred imply that the hostages were scattered? Shortly after, maybe after about ten minutes, the alarms throughout the entire base went off. She tapped her earpiece, do. What made it all worse was that she told others what they should do without having an actual clue herself. "What is going on? Whatever happened to the communication tower?"
She heard the Demon's voice ominously project that Lexa was down. Whatever that meant. Even though this was a simulation, had they inadvertently "killed" one of their teammates?
The alarms blared just before Will could throw the switch to shut down the power. He still tried, but as he thought, once the alarms were triggered, any button he pressed did nothing. "Damn it," he cursed under his breath before abandoning the control panel, hurrying over toward the door. He opened it quickly, first looking down the hall to make sure no one approached before looking at Aria. "Do you want to go for the hostages? Or should we just get out?"
Aria looked up at him. The logical thing to do was to just go - the mission was done. They had one downed hero, a whole military base alerted to their presence, and would soon be overwhelmed. Sure, maybe trained and more experienced heroes - an actual team could get through this with no problem, but that wasnāt this hodgepodge of mutants and super-powered beings. It didnāt mean her choice made her feel less guilty about everything. She tapped her earpiece and called out, "Move to the southeast quadrant. We have one down which leaves James on his own. Do not look for more hostages." As she gave commands, her fingers rifled through paperwork at the command center. There was a map, which meant they could somehow get to James before he got overwhelmed.
"Josiah, Theo - forget the communication tower. Itās too late," she looked down at the map, but it was just as confusing as being without one. It took her a few seconds to find where they were and then figure out where they needed to go. With the route memorized, she crumpled it up and stuffed it down her top. Just in case. It was uncomfortable.
"Letās go," she said to Will, sidestepping him to run toward their destination.
Along the way, they managed to run into Kane and Zehara, both of whom were in a situation that was not looking good. Military personnel were coming in from both sides, and the two of them were in a killbox of sorts.