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[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

Somewhere deep in Louisiana, hell has come to earth.

It was a simple matter to cast the pseudo-EMP pulse to kill the power - simpler still to render the majority of the guards inert. 

She then communicated telepathically to the inmates.  Cause chaos.  Kill any hero you see.  Get to New Orleans.  There will be transportation there.  And money. Significant money.

It was so easy to motivate such as these.  

One more spell to allow many of them to get their gear - and then all the Three needed to do was wait.

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[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

Teleportation makes Trevor nevous under normal circumstances, but he has to admit that there's an attraction to getting from Delaware to Louisiana instantly. The transporter sets him down about a hundred yards outside the walls of Belle Reve, and Trevor instantly takes to the air. His instinct is to blow a hole in the nearest wall and start raising hell, but he surpresses it, instead circling the prison to get a view of what's going on.

After only a couple of passes Trevor is glad he didn't tie himself up inside the prison, as he sees several inmates on foot headed in the direction of the highway. Making sure his mask is firmly in place, Trevor swoops in on his platform with a napalm grenade in one hand and a flash-bang in the other.

[tefe-holland.livejournal.com]

She doesn't teleport. Did that exactly once and the disruption from her connection with the Green was so bad she'd have to be knocked out and taken by force. So she was waiting back on earth for them to get done meeting on the satellite.

She sees Trevor swoop in, it'd be nice to fly, she's ready to take on whatever is here.

The magic used was making the Green shiver and cry in pain.

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

"You"

"Will"

"Stay,"

"AWAY!" All three cry the last wording unison and the foliage turns into metal. A split second later, electricity shoots out from the brunette in the middle towards them.

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

Travis shows up in 'assess the situation' mode, hovering about 200' up and getting a sense of the numbers and locations of life signs, energy readings, and any other signs of metahumans so he can try and tie up the big guns early on.

[jla-bellereve.livejournal.com]

The storeroom with all the commandered gear was the first thing raided. Jack perfers to scout for the "family," though.

"To what should my wondering eyes should appear?"

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

Thankfully, radar sense makes it hard to sneak up on Travis. He's turning towards the Jack quickly, trying to scan the technology to get some idea who he's facing.

[damage-girl.livejournal.com]

Lovely. These psychos again.

Hotshot, Tefe and Travis are already there when Merlynne slides on-scene. The last prison break she had helped put down didn't look nearly this bad, but that's probably the magical 'Heathers' trio's intentions.

"Oh, look! A Mary Kay party! Can I play?" Corrine opts for the burning light trick, letting it pour from her hands and over them. Even if it just singes their perfect hair, it will make Corrine's day all that much better.

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

*Glad you're here. Sorry we didn't get the chance to try and track that signal, but hopefully we'll have time to catch our breath when we're done here. I'm still trying to get a fix on who all is here, you guys ok on the ground for the moment?*

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

While the attack was directed mostly at the earth elemental, Magique's transformation of the trees into conductive metal and the follow up bolts of lighting are an area effect around Corrine as well.

[tefe-holland.livejournal.com]

Tefe screams when part of the green is ripped away and the electricity sears through her but when it clears she looks up at the three and pulls herself to her feet ignoring the pain.

"I am so much more than you can ever imagine, and this is my home not yours." Home soil of the earth elemental, it loves her and protects her even without her guidance.

And she's not just of the earth she's of the flesh, and whatever else they are they are flesh.

Tefe reaches out with a different power now to hurt them with their own flesh and blood.

[caleb-z.livejournal.com]

Caleb teleports onto the scene just beyond Belle Reeve, and takes a few moment to mystically feel around the area, and attempts to prioritize the various threats.

The guards are down, the prisoners are scattering, and the Outsiders are somewhat outnumbered. But most disturbing, at least to this former DEO agent, is the knowledge of some of the people who are present at Belle Reeve.

Inside Trevor’s head, Caleb’s voice can be heard. Hotshot, Caleb. I’m at the tree line beyond the south guard tower. Come to me. Be quick, and don’t garnish unnecessary attention.

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

The platform wavers a bit toward starboard as Caleb speaks up, but Trevor corrects himself and alters course. The men below him are all still wearing prison jump suits, which most likely means they're common criminals who will most likely be picked up by the police perimeter a mile down the road. So instead of engaging them Trevor hits the hard deck, racing his platform a couple of feet above the ground and into the trees.

"You know," he tells Caleb as he hops off the platform, "A communicator might work a little better than startling me off my board next time.'

"So what's up?"

[caleb-z.livejournal.com]

Trevor’s feet haven’t even touched the ground yet, and Caleb’s already reaching his arm out. A dull, greenish glow first consumes, then fades into him.

“A ward,” he explains in a soft voice as he again seeks cover behind a tree, and motions for Trevor to join him.

“Until the magic fueling it is consumed – twenty minutes or so – you’ll be invisible to any telepath unaware of your presence. And I apologies for the scare, but I believe Dr. Light conclusively proved that the airwaves are being monitored, and it’s absolutely vital that we be unseen.”

[jla-bellereve.livejournal.com]

Your offer isn't much to me. Moving these days just isn't what it used to be, I'm afraid. Since I sense you have adversaries dropping in, I have another idea...

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

And when they talk to him mind to mind it is with one voice. "SPEAK."

[jla-bellereve.livejournal.com]

I want something so simple you won't even miss it. I'm so bored down here...and loney... And they can feel him picking throught thier mind like sands through hourglass, looking for some experience to add to his collection.

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

Trevor shivers a bit when they reappear, and then tries to get a bearing on their surroundings. "Dark" is the first thing that pops to mind, with the second being that what's under his feet feels like concrete.

"Can I ask where the hell we are without regretting the answer?"

[caleb-z.livejournal.com]

Caleb’s response is a loud whisper. The last thing he needs right now is his voice echoing down the tunnel.

“Probably not, but I’ll answer anyway. We’re approximately fifty meters southwest of our previous position. Oh, and about three stories beneath the ground.” All is silent for a time as Caleb mentally reaches out before them, confirming that their path is clear. “I don’t believe they’ve discovered these tunnels yet. So much the better.”

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

Trevor matches his friend and teammate's volume, and cups a small white ball of flame in his hand to illuminate he path ahead of them. "Which I assume means that this leads into the prison."

Trevor starts up the path, noting the fact that this tunnel looks as though it was built and then never used. "Can I ask why we didn't just go in through one of the walls? I mean, I'm not knocking stealth, but there actually is something to be said for the 'Shock and Awe' approach when you're this badly outnumbered."

[damage-girl.livejournal.com]

The electricity jolts Merlynne and sends her reeling back, blinded, screaming, pain. The shield erects around her, expanding and crawling, the energy healing her as she incants.

When she finally gets her bearings, Magique is nowhere to be seen. Merlynne's eyes narrow, her inner-eye sensing around for the tainted magics that fuel the three-some. There. A wake up call, then.

Dementia. For her opponent, the world reels, sending nerve and sensory input into overdrive, scrambling the lines between senses.

[jla-bellereve.livejournal.com]

And something compensates for it with a sharp pervasive counterattack.

Well that wasn't a nice thing to do to my new friend... Corrine feels a sharp telekentic push backwards.

[caleb-z.livejournal.com]

The space between the walls is as cramped and musty as one would expect, but Caleb and Trevor carefully push on regardless. On the other side of the wall they can intermittently hear people – undoubtedly escaped prisoners – moving about and making quite a bit of noise. Which, conveniently enough, serves to make it dramatically less likely that they’ll be heard as Caleb’s soul sensing guides these hunters to their prey.

They aren’t in the walls for more than a few minutes before Caleb notices something unsettling while glancing back at Trevor. “Well, that’s not good,” he softly mutters, eyes steady on his best friend.

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

Trevor stops and blinks at Caleb's first verbal communication in several minutes.

"Okay, first tell me what's not good, since I doubt you mean my outfit, and then tell me why you're talking out loud."

[damage-girl.livejournal.com]

Corrine's a little shaken but she's not too hurt. She's moved as she could around and in the prison, reconstructing cells and locks as best she can with magical holds and tossing some back in. Hammond whammied on her something serious, and she's wondering how the others are doing. Some frazzled but okay-looking guards seem to be returning to post. Time to check in and see where the hell they're at.

"Merlynne, west lower wing," she comes across the comms. "I've got some guards down here and we're trying to resecure people until emergency crews come in. Everybody give me a holler back just for my sanity? Anybody need assistance?"

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

Trevor stops in the process of scooping pulverized prison wall onto one of his fire platforms as a heat barrier long enough to clip his communicator to his shoulder.

"Merlynne. Hotshot here. I'm fine. Hammond looks like he'll be waking up some time around New Year's, and Caleb is as good as he usually is after a big fight."

"Which in other words means I'm trying to get him some transport to a hospital. How's the rest of the team?"