Hal Henderics
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"Hope is Overrated. Have a primitive phone." Soma Says, approaching around the back end of the conversation, She's got 7 Phones which look low quality, even by an older metric. "I mean, unless you are just bad at The Force, or whatever it's called, you apparently have the whole of creation to bum around looking for potential students." "I'd like to think you didn't get picked to help us out because you don't know what you are doing." -
(--, --) Using the power of time manipulation to his advantage, Kusuke simply hops around a bit, eavesdropping on the bouncer to see what the password is. "Soup of the Day: Pudding" One person says, before being allowed in. What an odd password. (--, --) Prodditor would get a completely different password though, reading the Bouncer's surprisingly adept mind, for someone who lives in a world without proper psychics. "Sweet and Salty Popcorn"
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"What a disgusting place, not a drop of True Water in sight." Blue can't help but say. A shimmer in the air indicates an object teleporting into his hand, vibrating into existence wrapped around one of his arms, before he lifts it in a blue psychic grip, prepared to defend.
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Kusuke and Proditor would find a locked building, outside, a rather gruff fellow acts as a bouncer of sorts, every once in a while, someone walks in, says something indistinct, and he'll open the door to let them in. -- Arminius and Calvera would find a Bar called "Bái lóng shuǐ", according to the sign, anyway. The Neon Cup and Pitcher certainly imply that, at least.
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"Well, I have magic, but I am indeed alive, if that is what you mean. I was born from the Cauldron of Souls like every other Wire Warrior that inhabits our world. Even though I have been reborn through the enlightenment of True Water." He says.
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"I am a Wire Warrior. Unlike whatever strange substance you all are made of, I am made from Wire." "As for why I am on your shoulder, Flying is boring, and strenuous besides, even with my Aura Enhancing Antennae, and not being at eye level to you titans was annoying me." He says, standing simply. She would note among his many features that when he isn't moving, he isn't moving at all. No hint of tiny limbs twitching or breathing can be found.
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"Nice, Very Nice." Dackly Nods, Grinning. She walks over to the skeletons, and, pausing for a moment, Picks them both up. She takes them inside, and sets one in the middle of the courtyard. "Let's Be nice to these guys Gozer, they helped out pretty nicely, don't you think?" Gozer Nods, then uses his own power on the statue, Crafting a small fountain out of it, and making it gently weep healing tears using the other skeleton, turned into emerald powder, which is infused into the stone. "Sudden Victory" is engraved at the base. Dackly ruins the poignant moment by shouting "GET YOUR GLOWY HEALING WATER RIGHT HERE FOLKS!" immediately after it is finished. While she did that, making a general nuesance of herself, Gozer went back and immediately began looting in earnest.
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"How odd. Most guns I am familiar with are mounted to vehicles or cities, and involve entire teams of people to maintain and operate. Though..." "I suppose that is of no consequence at your size." Blue Occultist Muses, still standing on Freja's Shoulder.
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"Do you know the way to the warehouse?" Soma asks. Upon recieving an answer, she shrugs, and leaves.
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Soma follows after Calvera, keeping quiet pace next to the starwoman.
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"Fine with me. We aren't in good enough communication right now, so if there is trouble, keep your priorities straight." Soma nods.
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"Just tell her I'd like to speak with her later if you get a chance. I don't see much good coming from me talking to her right now. Personally though, I'd suggest someone just wait and make sure she gets to the warehouse fine."
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"Well, in the spirit of sharing incredibly personal matters, I have experience being taught the belief that those not like me are soulless, or that they are less than people. And with the consequences of breaking away from that." "Do you understand?" She says, hoping that Harry will comprehend what she is trying to imply, too ashamed to say it outright. "I think I might understand her situation better than most."
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"Oh believe me, I know." "If you can't convince them of that without resorting to fists, then we aren't really solving a problem so much as causing more of them." She says. She follows after Harry. "I'd like to discuss this with you as well. You are from a version of Earth, right? You sounded like you were."
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"Arminius, you need to stop. This is not going to solve anything." Soma crosses her arms.
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Though Soma doesn't speak during this exchange, she is touched in a very specific place by the contents of this discussion. Someone being judged for the company they kept, even though their education and upbringing would have allowed no deviation from the narrative presented. She feels odd, and in any other circumstance, she would have suspected yet again that she's under some kind of master effect. This must be... Pity? No, that isn't the right word for it. She can't think of any other though. Somatotrope walks over to stand next to Harry. It seems she's finally accepted the situation as real, and it's starting to settle in. It isn't like she has any family worth protecting, or any friends other than the ones here, so this gesture shouldn't matter much. It might not even matter to these people. Taking her helmet off, she holds it at her side. Her hair is brown, and her eyes are green. "Harry's Right. This needed to happen. There were too many tensions mounting. We need to clear the air, if we are going to work together as a team, and this is the result of that."
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"The Large one speaks the truth, Uninitiated one." Blue says, conferring. He hops up onto Freja's Shoulder.
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"You're the genius doctor from another dimention. I heard about that Not-Tinkertech you guys were throwing around." "Sure, if you think it will help. I think Thinker headaches are caused by some kind of swelling, maybe start there?" she says, struggling slightly to remember exactly which rumors she heard.
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"Do these monsters threaten the glory of True Water?" A small glowing pip says in a perfectly vocal tone, closer inspection would reveal them to be some sort of bit of paper, or maybe plastic, arranged in human form. Such a scrutiny would have to be intense, however, as they barely clear the size of a mosquito. "Oh never mind that. They must, or I would not be here. I retract my question, Oh Doom." A pause. "Are all of these worlds filled with such... Large Beings?"
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"Nope, Nothing safe makes the pain diminish. I've heard rumors of people who had embolisms from tinkerdrugs designed for these." She says.
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"I have a minor Thinker ability that helps me see what my power is doing. Sometimes, it can be a bit too much." "I should be fine in a bit. Thinker Headaches are not common for me, but it's happened before. One time, I attempted to grow a Tinkertech Computer, and the same thing happened the first time." "It usually happens when I use my power on something unique." With his help, she pulls herself to her feet. -- Before Long, those who are trying to reach the Boat Graveyard make their way there, one after another.
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"Simple or Small, yes. Also, I can do this to stuff which isn't a single object." Soma says, lifting a hand to Ren's demonstration of Holy Fire, having through it to be a simple pyrokinetic ability of some kind. A lick of flame spouts from their example, rushing to Somatotrope's Hand, and coalescing in a slowly revolving ring of the Gold Fire. Still walking, Soma is slowly entranced by the glittering embers given off by the power, before dismissing it with a shake of her head. The flame does not simply decay, like her power normally dismisses something extrapolated, but instead, it draws into itself, disappearing in a single point. She stumbles to the ground, suddenly overcome with a Thinker Headache. She hisses at the sudden unwelcome migraine, before it goes away slowly. "Haven't gotten one of those in a while. I should have known better, really." She grits out between her teeth.
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"My power can be used Selectively in some cases. Damage to my armor can be rapidly repaired by simply growing the right parts. But yeah, you seem to have the idea." "It takes very little effort, if any. The larger or more complex something is, the longer it takes to grow though."
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"That's right, Human Growth Hormone. My ability allows me to grow objects within a certain range of myself. It's more complex than simply making them bigger, but that's about as simply as I can explain it." Taking a needle in her hand, she grows it. It rapidly becomes longer, and the eye of the needle distorts into a sort of hoop shape, it becomes slightly thicker and sharper as well.
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"I Already spoke about them at length. Piggot is a bitch, and Armsmaster and Dragon are both Tinkers. Not much else to say. Armsmaster is a Dick though." Soma says, responding to Harry.