JLA Watchtower (Archive)

There's a thunderous crash as a path clears through the trees a few hundred yards to the left somewhere. Blackness sinks down into the ground, ripping out niche and hiding place like claws in the earth, dislocating the whole lot into a crushed compaction over more area.

"Tara, dear!" Phillip's voice cuts pleasantly pissed off through the area. There's a distinctly painful gaping hole taking time to heal through his left arm. He hopes she's thinking about that right now. Reminders are good things to have. "I'm going to nail your carcass to my wall!"

He pauses in his efforts, breathing angrily. "Louis." He points off in another direction. "That way. And don't you dare let her double back on you."

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Louis is limping, half-heartedly, off in that direction. His leg is healing with each step, but that doesn't excuse the fact he nearly broke it making it down the incline after the bitch.

"Or you could catch her your damn self," he mumbles contemptuously under his breath. Although he did have to say he's still irate about the shot 'Green Shield' gave him through the thigh in the last fight. He starts teleporting through the area in short spans, trailing out lines of power to search to each side of him as he goes.

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She's not the stealthiest, but she works with some of the best. She starts to move for Phillip's flank.

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Only to get zapped from the side. Hee, tidal wave from her hands. Her new favorite effect.

"Drown, sis!"

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A wall of water hits the archer and send her flying 30 feet. She swallowed more water then was healthy in the attack and is reduced to sputters, chokes, and gags.

Wish Mom and Dad didn't 'go forth and multiply,' after Mark...'

He's going to suck as an only child.

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Phillip tsks a few times. "Your lady is showing you up, Louis."

He smiles over at Crystal. "You have the honor, my dear."

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A ball of energy races towards the trio, splitting into three and slamming into each.

“I’d rather she didn’t,” Caleb says, announcing their presence. The Outsiders are on scene, and by the looks of them, it’s time for indiscriminate justice.

Well, almost. First thing's still first. A familiar amulet is leveled at Phillip, it's brilliant light trying to separate him from his (son's) flesh suit.

Edited Date: 2007-12-17 09:41 am (UTC)

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Sand's not messing around. The guns in his hands have the bullets - and even without his ability to guide them, he's still got some accuracy.

The shots are intended to kneecap Crystal.

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Travis likewise goes for Crystal, once he's set up at least a temporary shield in front of Tara to let her catch her breath.
He's not quite sure why everything he throws her way has little effect, the energy sliding around her... or why he can barely perceive the girl, but she's the one who put Tara in this situation, so she gets to pay first and foremost.

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Trevor's tactic is much more direct as he hovers in front of Tara, placing himself and a pair of charged grenades between Tara and Louis.

"Let's dance, Captain Pedo," Trevor tells Louis as he lets loose with the grenades.

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Chimp holds back, looking for an opening.

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Tara is wondering is this is a dream sequence. If it is the rock she's throwing at Louis's head will connect.

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Crystal is livid. She's been treated like a stupid little kid for her whole life. She was about to solve the damn problem and go off into the sunset. Now?

"OH, that's IT. You're DEAD!"

Who is dead really doesn't matter.

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The grenades come within ten feet of Louis and simply go flying back in the direction they came. The rock is similarly deflected.

Several more also come raining down over Trevor and Tara. Just because it's funny.

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Caleb's attack is handled with a simple dispell. Impressive show for a starting offense, Phillip supposes. He's grinning about the amulet, though. He had a feeling it would get tried, but Caleb will find playing that card to be highly unsatisfying.

"Don't you think you're smart?" Caleb will feel something like a hand gripping into his chest and slamming him face-first at the ground. "I took your advice, by the way, about brushing up on my necromancy."

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The sensation is akin to involuntarily throwing himself on the ground, as though his limbs acted of their own volition.

His balance is thrown off by the blow to his head, but he has enough sense to roll as soon as he is able to. The second it’s within his power Caleb is already returning to his feet. Phillip’s maneuver has cost him several precious seconds, and he needs to get back onto the offensive.

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The rock smacks across Sand's temple. And hurts like a mo...

...the explosions go off and send him flying.

Unconscious? No, but he's definitely dazed...

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Travis aims a blast at Crystal, aiming mostly by her voice. He's not positive why he can barely sense her... and is even less sure why his blast washes over some sort of field without doing much.
Focusing, he turns up the intensity as much as he can, intent on rescuing Tara, whatever it takes.

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You gotta be kidding me.

A wave of Trevor's arms sends the napalm, virtual liquid fire at this point, arcing around himself, Tara, and Sand. The first rock gets through at Sand, and another few bounce off of Tara's shield, and a final one clips Trevor in the arm.

As he stumbles back Trevor pulls the fire he originally intended for Louis in front of himself and Tara as a shield.

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Phillip allows him the time to stand. This new development is too much fun to simply end quick yet. "What do you think so far?"

A hand stretches out to shove Caleb a few paces to the right, still intent on keeping him on his feet.

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Caleb stumbles to the side, barely managing to preserve his balance in the end. This game is already tiresome, he thinks.

A telekinetic force braces Phillip's back while another slams into his chest, placing him between a hammer and an anvil. "I think I've survived worse than you," Caleb growls as he again presents the amulet.

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It turns the explosion from a killing blow from a very painful one. She and the rock fall flat on her back.

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That's because she does read some stuff. There's a bright yellow shield in front of her she's thinking about. She keeps another one on Tara after she falls to the ground - one that's airtight. She just has to wait him out and then they'll be all sad.

"Oh, you! Didn't YOU LEAVE?!" she sneers as a torrent of energy lashes out at the Lantern.

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The lash scores his side, laying his ribs open to the bone. He grits his teeth, not making a sound - either to scream, nor to reply to her question.
He levitates a series of rocks, launching them a few at a time to try and get at least a couple around the shield, and see if he can draw her focus away from Tara.

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