Log:Quickstop Returns, Scene 1

Quickstop Returns 2011/02/05 	 Devil Dog Fist Jian Paragon Spirit Wonder 1

Fist... The girl can certainly move when she feels the whim, getting to the point where she is starting to pass the superhuman limit. Limited not by horizontal surface, she actually scales a taller building by finding handholds where others would have difficulty, occasionally gliding to supplement her forward momentum. She ends up at the church roof again.

Jian has, purely from a strange sense of humor, morphed into a replica of Wonder while heading to Harrisburg with two bulging bags of foodstuffs.

Devil Dog keeps pace with Fist without a huge amount of effort, he can fly at 90 MPH when he feels like it, gaining more and more altitude. When she decides to land back on his church he grits his teeth in frustration and hurtles to the ground, landing on a particularly sturdy section of the roof with a loud THUNK. Standing from his crouch he stares at Fist and growls out, "What was the point of that?"

Wonder, as it happens, has the guise of a scruffy boy of 12 or so, and wanders Harrisburg on patrol. He actually does a double-take on seeing 'Wonder'.

Jian glances up at the church roof on seeing the rapid movement of Fist and Devil Dog. She wonders for a moment what is happening but really she's a bit unhappy about what she's heard about Devil Dog and decides it's none of her business.

The quiet one seems to stretch out, responding to Devil Dog's demand of comprehension with a simple bob of her head, looking curiously toward Devil Dog again, her oversized eye coverings expressing amusement or playfulness. Possibly both.

Wonder doesn't know many shapeshifters, so takes a guess. He shifts to Jian's normal form and walks by in a place she can see.

Jian laughs and waves to 'Jian 2'.

Jian grows a third arm and hand to wave with as she's carrying two large bags.

Wonder grins and waves back.

Devil Dog grumbles and stalks across the roof, past Fist, and to the spot he had been standing before Fist showed up. Squatting two stories up above the steps of the church he leans slightly out into empty air and grabs the edge of the roof with one hand, staring out over his town.

Jian walks over towards 'herself' still laughing, "Hi."

Dorian enters from Hackers Rage.

Wonder is envious, not being able to do extra arms. . o O (I wonder if I could learn to do that.) "Hi - what's up, Wonder?"

Jian says, "I'm bringing some food to the clinic here. They run soup kitchens around here. Like Devil Dog at the church. Except I don't really like him much. So I take the food I collect to the clinic one."

Fist flips over from the church roof, landing on street level with a look around at the gathered people, her attention on what looks like Jian, eye-coverings going comically wide with wonder. She approaches, drawing back her hood, then down her mask.

Wonder says, "Where do you get the food?"

Jian says, "From the market in Ming Street. My grandfather has a stall in the market there. I go around the food stalls and collect stuff that is on the last day of sale. The traders are happy it goes to a good use rather than being thrown out."

Devil Dog keeps his spot two stories up above the steps, watching the two, now three, people down in the street. He recognizes them, more or less, and has started to sort out that one is probably the other, if the three-handed wave Jian pretending to be Wonder just did has anything to do with it. "Shape shifters." he grumbles to himself, then leans back slightly so he presents less of a target for people to spot.

Wonder recognises Colonial Bay's hero, Fist, but isn't sure if Jian knows her, so isn't sure how to match this greeting. In the end he grins and shifts to 'Wonder' form, presenting Fist with two Wonders.

The change seems to surprise Fist, glancing between the two Wonders with a perplexed expression. Almost right away she seems wary, her head slightly down and the rest of her ready to spring into action. She does not take long to notice that there aren't hostilities displayed.

Dorian comes walking down the street, from the Battlefield District. He's dressed as he usually is. Jacket and jeans.

The muted humming of a vehicle becomes audible as it turns into the street. Unlike the usual beat up car native to the district this is almost new and well maintained. It slows as it passes the clinic. A rear window lowers and a fat stubby barrel pokes out aimed at the entrance and coughs in discharge, propelling a grenade like projectile in an arcing path. The car speeds up, the humming changing to an howl of stressed engine while the missile impacts on the side walk next to the clinic entrance and releases a cloud of fine suspended glittery particles.

A 6 foot tall armored figure strides its way towards Harrisburg along the side walk, coming from New Town. To some, it may be a sight that hasn't been seen in weeks. It's been well over a month since Paragon answered the call from the Guardians to help them face what was potentially their greatest threat yet. And then, shortly after she rejoined the team, the Guardians disappeared. Whatever happened, it must be over now, because here's Paragon, back on leave in Colonial Bay. Only...time has changed things. The once shining, unisex armor plating is dull and battlescarred in places, much like the old Guardian base she's been trying to maintain. The dings, dents, scratches, and pit marks are a telling tale of her recent adventures. As the battle-worn heroine walks, there's the soft grind of metal and machinery in need of maintenance, but she still stands straight and tall.

Wonder breaks into a run toward the clinic, hoping he might block the presumed grenade blast with his body. Then wonder if he misunderstood the threat as the glittering cloud emerges.

No time for introductions, friendly greetings, or other things that aren't chasing a car. Fist scales the nearest building on an intercept course with the car, leaping from nearly impossible hand and footholds to the roof, dashing across in pursuit. It's not usual that cars can escape her...

Devil Dog watches, slightly bemused, as someone actually launches a missile within throwing distance of his church. Before he decides to move after the vehicle he attempts to see who all is inside, straining his eyes.

Jian reverts to her true form, as much as she has a true form, and starts after the car but is easily outpaced by it.

Dorian tilts his head, and notices the car...and then the various heroes moving toward the clinic. He shifts to his energy form, and takes to the air, watching the car for the moment.

The two Watchmen standing on guard at the clinic entrance cough as the cloud envelops them. An assault rifle lifts but with the watchman coughing the aim is wavering all over the street and the watch member wisely decides not to fire.

Paragon's red, orb-like eyes brighten as they grow in diameter at the sudden attack. Sidestepping into the street, she partially crouches and propels herself in the direction of the vehicle with a giant leap.

Spirit is outpaced by the car as well, and turns back toward the clinic to see what's going on there.

The car is accelerating fast, performing better than any standard model should. But not fast enough to escape from Fist.

Devil Dog grumbles to himself, hurtling off of his roof on flaming wings, and starts to accelerate as fast as he can after the vehicle, attempting to catch up to it.

Wonder's plan is to hold his breath, grab the grenade and try to hurl it to some safe location. Hoping he's tough enough to withstand whatever it does.

Something about how Fist moves might seem a little different for those who know her in crisis situations. For one thing, chasing after the perpetrators rather than seeing if anyone is harmed. Once she has a clear line of sight to the car and its vector, she rushes, timing a leap to land on the hood of the vehicle, her uncovered face glaring at the men inside.

With the advantage of height giving him extra speed as he swoops down Devil Dog is catching up to the fleeing car.

A rear window slides down and a masked man leans out to aim a small hi-tech pistol device at Fist, His voice is almost lost in the wind rush as he shouts, "Get off or I'll shoot."

The glittery dust is spreading around and into the clinic, leaving a film of the dusty particles on everyone in the area outside and inside the entrance.

Spirit slows down as he nears the clinic. "The dust is blocking radio signals. I'm not sure what that means exactly. Or why they'd do it. It might be flammable."

Paragon sees the car is outpacing her. As she finally nears the clinic, she literally comes to a grinding halt, her armor clanking uncharacteristically. Maybe there's some bolts or an armor plate loose. Taking a very deep breath, she starts heading into the cloud, telling the Watchman, "Get out into the street and away from this cloud. I'll try to get the civilians out!"

The ultimatum presented to Fist does not seem to convince her to get out of the way. Instead she does something that some might consider incredibly stupid. She goes unseen abruptly, though her presence might still be felt when she sends her grapple line into the vehicle from less than three feet away and uses that to pull herself in rapidly.

The two watchmen closest to the impact of the missile are coated with the dust and coughing but seem otherwise unaffected. No face melting or the like.

Devil Dog attempts to put on some extra speed and slam down on top of the car if he can get close enough. If so he'll land in a squat, brace himself with one hand on the open window, and lean out over the road in an attempt to grab hold of the man leaning out, taking him by the wrist of his gun hand if possible.

Before use of the grapple, Fist had leapt from the hood to make her position above the open rear window.

The car swerves erratically as Fist enters it, the passenger and driver aware of something happening but not what, and the driver's automatic turning of his head to the rear taking his eyes off the road.

Spirit lands near Wonder, to take a closer look at the dust proper. He reaches out, and runs his hand through it, half expecting some kind of spark or warping to occur as his energy form touches what he's guessing is metal.

With the assistance of the heroes who have gone to the clinic the evacuation is speedy and uneventful. The dust has spread virtually through the entire building, so fine a suspension the particles prove to be.

The electrostatic effect of Spirit's energy form collects some of the dust, forming a fine silver coating on his outstretched hand.

Paragon ushers the people in the clinic to the safety of the straight. "Blocks radio signals...is that the intended effect, or just an unusual property of something else?" her metallic voice rings out to Spirit.

Wonder frowns. "Didn't get to the grenade in time - what is that stuff?"

Devil Dog hangs on to the roof of the car with his left hand and his feet, as best he can, still trying to get hold of the man at the window somehow, wrist, neck, face, whatever happens to be in easy grabbing distance at this point.

Jian has rushed in to help, and coughs as she gets a lungful of the thinning cloud.

Spirit tilts his head, "Looks like it's silver. Why someone would use a grenade to disperse it, I'm not sure. Especially since vampires aren't susceptible to it, as far as I know."

Spirit says, "Unless there's nanotechnology involved, I guess. It'll require a microscope to know for sure."

Fist becomes seen again inside, pushing on the man leaning out of the car who she presumes is now aiming at whomever had landed on the top. Either the roof's occupant gets him or he eats pavement. Either one is acceptable to her.

Wonder says, "Dunno. I'm going to look for a vacuum cleaner!"

Spirit nods. "We're going to need a Hazmat team, to be safe."

Mary is helping with the evacuation. She overhears Spirit. "Spirit, silver is lethal if it gets into a vampire's system. Someone tried to kill Nicky once before by poisoning the blood from the city's hospital supply with silver nitrate."

Wonder heads into the clinic, figuring them must have one. And that that the best way to get up dust.

Paragon murmurs, "I don't suppose there's a lycanthrope employed here?" She looks to the escaping patients and employees of the clinic and encourages them, "Just keep moving in an orderly fashion until you're out of the cloud. Doctors, if you're well, please check for any symptoms being displayed from inhaling this material." That said, the suit of armor makes its way into the building to make sure there aren't any others in need of assistance to escape the building, while keeping an eye out for anything unusual.

Wonder figures he's already covered in the stuff by now, so no harm in his going in.

Spirit nods to Mary, "That must be the reason, then."

Wonder says, "Is the vampire here?"

Spirit shakes his head, "Doubtful." He looks to Mary, all the same, to get confirmation.

Mary shakes her head, "No. Nicky's back in Stronghold. Fortunately."

As the gunner is pushed out, Fist turns her attention on the driver, letting him see every detail of her displeasure.

The involuntary car departing gunman gets lucky and misses a parked vehicle. He doesn't miss the street light, slamming into it near the base and snapping it off cleanly with a pained "Ohhff!" as he rolls and tumbles. Clearly though he's made of something other than normal flesh as he remains in one piece rather than becoming a red smear on the side walk.

Devil Dog hurtles off of the moving car after the man who just took a tumble, attempting to flare out his wings and decelerate, landing as close to him as possible.

The driver turns, trying to control the speeding car with one hand and throw a punch at Fist with his other hand.

Spirit nods to Mary, "Good. Any idea who's likely to be gunning for her? And might know to take this route to kill her?"

Mary nods, "Quickstop. Or more likely some of his henchmen."

The punch from the driver misses.

Spirit nods. "Did he get out of prison? I know he was brought down from Tranquillity by the UEMS when that breakout occurred a couple years ago. He was severely injured by the other villains who escaped."

However the driver's ability to control the car as well as punch proves inadequate. Swerving off line it crashes through a fence and bounces across a rubbish filled abandoned yard.

Wonder says, "Quickstop?! I hope it's not him himself!"

Devil Dog retracts his flaming wings and starts to walk toward the downed man on the side of the road, muttering something about cars and having to walk.

The punch moves past Fist's head, and she wrenches the arm that the punch came from down in a painful manner to most people, employing a joint lock for the moment. She lets the driver decide the next move, for now...

Coming to an eventual stop the gunman, having managed to hold onto the pistol rolls to face Devil Dog. "This isn't your fight. We're the good guys here, no matter what the law says. Vampires deserve only the final death."

Mary shrugs, "Some time last year, I think, Spirit."

Devil Dog steps forward and aims a hard kick, not flaming for the moment at the man holding the gun, putting his weight behind the boot and aiming for the man's chest. "I don't care what you think. Lots of people in that building, did you hurt them?" he growls.

Spirit nods. "I've been out of touch for a bit. I guess I'm not surprised. I've never run into him myself."

The gunman tries to evade the kick but is just caught.

There's a pained look from the gunman as Devil Dog's foot thuds into ribs but the kick meets resistance of some kind.

Wonder asks Spirit, "Should we try to get rid of the dust? Or search for the person who did this?"

The driver pulls his arm free with evidently more than normal strength.

With a lack of training in how to apply good joint locks, Fist is unable to keep hold of the driver. This suits her fine.

The gunman on the street climbs back to his feet and brings the pistol up at Devil Dog.

Spirit tilts his head, and looks to Wonder, "I'm going to call the police. They can bring in a team that should be able to clean this up. Unless you have a way to clean it up, we're stuck with doing things like using vacuum cleaners. We might be better served trying to find whoever did this. I think the people who breathed it in will be alright, as long as they didn't breathe in too much."

Mary shakes her head, "We'll clean it up. No police, Spirit. This is Harrisburg. We look after our own troubles here."

Wonder says, "Then I'll help."

Paragon does one last sweep of the clinic to make sure no one was left behind before heading outside and towards the street, outside of the cloud's radius.

Wonder goes back to looking for a vacuum cleaner.

The pistol stutters releasing a fast stream of high velocity darts. All five hit Devil Dog.

Devil Dog REACHES UP TO WIPE AT THE BULLETS THAT THUD INTO HIM, FINDING HIS MUSCLES DON'T WANT TO MOVE LIKE THEY USUALLY DO.

In the car the driver turns back to try and control the car but it's too late. The vehicle slams into a through the wall of the abandoned house sending boards and framing timbers everywhere.

The car comes to a halt with just the tailgate poking out of the hole in the wall.

Rattled, Fist grabs hold of the driver by the shirt or jacket, and begins to extract him from the vehicle the same way the other one went - through the rear window, sending him to the ground rather than keeping hold.

Jian starts a run towards the crash now the car has stopped.

Wonder, hearing the crash, abandons the search for the vacuum cleaner and goes to investigate!

Fist does not accord the driver the chance to easily get up, rushing past and sending a knee into his chest as he is starting to rise.

The driver is stunned by Fist's passing strike as it hits with force.

Jian is running but even with lengthened legs she's one of the slowest in the running lineup.

The driver blinks as his head clears. Outside the house, unable to see what is happening within, the gunman drops to one knee, levels the pistol across his knee and squeezes off three aimed shots, one at Devil Dog, one at Wonder, and one at Spirit.

Devil Dog is hit again and comes to a complete freeze.

The shot at Wonder misses as the shapeshifter dodges.

Spirit raises his hand in the way of the shot fired his way, and light shields flicker, causing the dart to hit the pavement. "A good shot from a long way away.

Fist picks up and drags the driver along with her toward the others, not being gentle with him on the way.

Paragon dusts off some of the silver particles from her armor as she finishes checking to see if the bystanders need any assistance. A slow, low metallic hiss sounds out as she finally exhales from having held her breath so long. Her armor creaks and groans plaintively as she crouches and takes a flying leap towards the car and the other heroes.

Fist moves around for another run, her plan to drag her quarry to her designated allies still in effect.

The driver skitters along the ground as Fist drags him bodily for the full distance of her rush, drawing her mask back up over her face as she moves, her hood replaced.

Jian is still running to the site, almost half way there

The driver reaches into his jacket as he's dragged along by Fist and draws a pistol of identical appearance to the one used by the gunman. He fires at Fist, spreading the stream of darts to try and hit the evasive girl.

The gunman remains kneeling and aiming carefully as he fires again, spreading his darts over Wonder, Spirit, and Paragon.

The darts wing their way down range, missing Spirit but hitting Wonder and Paragon.

Wonder grins as the darts bounce off. No need for cautions after all!

Spirit takes off, flying low as he rapidly closes the distance. "They're pretty quick, too. No sense in being this defensive."

The dart strikes in between Paragon's armored plates. She swats the dart away casually, but quickly feels the effects as her muscles experience a fatigue she is unused to. Nothing she can't power through...yet.

Fist rushes the gun this time, aiming to break it rather than let it continue being used.

The pistol proves to be fairly fragile as well as high tech. It's significantly damaged by Fist's rushing blow.

Wonder runs in closer - growing in size as he does so! Now he knows the darts don't hurt him, he figures greater size means he shields other people more.

Fist stops just past, already setting up for her next move.

Paragon slams into the ground right by the driver, with a heavy thud and clank. She draws up to her full height, creaking unimpressively. Her voice is calm and politely as she warns, "You have just this one chance to drop your weapon immediately. 3..2...". She's already drawing her fist back as she makes the countdown.

The driver looks up. Paragon looks like she's been in a major war. But the significant thing is... she's still moving, and the driver guesses the person or creature that did the damage isn't. Combine that with a weapon that's making a rattling noise when he moves it, and it's enough. He drops the pistol and lifts his hands, "Don't hit me. I'm done. I quit!"

The gunman sees his driver quitting and counts the numbers of heroes closing on him. He also drops his weapon and lifts his hands in surrender. "I give up."

The driver gripes, "You should be helping us. Not fighting us."

"...1..." Paragon finishes counting, but at the driver's surrender, she pauses. Her fist remains cocked back in case this is a trick. "You made the right choice. Slowly place your hands behind your head and get on your knees," she commands. Her eyes flit to the gun, and then back to the driver. With a nudge of her foot, she kicks the gun over to Fist.

The driver complies with Paragon's instructions.

Wonder says, "Sensible." Inwardly he's disappointed he wasn't useful in the fight, though.

Paragon says, "Whatever your purpose, endangering the respiratory systems of innocents is no excuse."

Spirit finally closes the distance to the altercation, and hovers for a moment. He snorts a bit. "Help you kill someone? Unlikely."

Fist sets to repairing Devil Dog's frozen person, correcting the trouble through her understanding, having dealt with Quickstop previously. She glares at them, picks up the gun as it is kicked to her, looking the weapon over, and then between it and the gunman who had it.

Jian arrives panting a little and looking obviously disappointed. She says, "Couldn't you have kept fighting a little longer?" to the two henchmen.

The driver says with feeling, "They're already dead. They just forgot to lay down and get buried. We'd going to correct that."

With Fist's treatment Devil Dog is quickly cured of the muscle paralysis.

Spirit lands, and looks to the gunman, "So, where's Quickstop?"

Wonder looms over the gunman, trying to look tough and annoyed, hoping it will help with the questioning.

Fist looks like she is considering the use of the dart gun on the goons, just to teach them a lesson. She realizes she really knows none of the others here except Spirit, so the consideration of just handing the weapon over to him comes to her, is weighed against its use, and then finally is simply handed over, not turned on its wielders.

Paragon misinterprets the driver's threats. "Those are living, breathing humans back there. And we won't give you the chance to 'correct' that," she warns as she moves quickly to yank some loose cabling from the ruins of the house with an effortless jerk of the wrist. She moves back towards the driver, and moves to fasten his wrists behind his back. "You can consider this a citizen's arrest." She leaves enough free cable to tie the gunman to the driver.

Spirit looks to Paragon, "They were trying to kill a vampire. Who wasn't actually here. Because they're morons. I'm going to guess that any respiratory ailments were considered a cost they were willing to pay to get rid of a vampire."

The gunman says, "We don't want to hurt anyone. But this is war, and in war sometimes innocents get in the way. You should know that. But not that they are particularly innocent. They all know what the Countess is and are there by their own choice. Even so, we use weapons that won't hurt normals."

Fist does not demonstrate how harmless the dart gun is. She wants to, but she does not.

Paragon nods once as she listens to Spirit's explanation. "I see," she replies, then looks down at the driver, in what one could imagine as disappointment, but it can hardly be determined from her featureless faceplate. She lectures the driver and gunman in her best boy scout voice as her mind pulls up the appropriate canned response taught to her by Captain Amazing. "The ends never justify the means."

Spirit looks to Paragon and nods, apparently approving. He then looks at the dart gun that Fist handed him. "What'd these do, anyway?" He flips it over, looking at it.

Fist plucks the weapon from Spirit's hand, and points it at the goon who said that, point blank. She does not pull the trigger at this time.

The driver speaks up, "It's us or them. We can be free or fodder. The price of liberty is the blood of tyrants and patriots."

Fist had apparently changed her mind, and slipped the weapon from Spirit again, and is presently menacing the tied up gunman with it. She looks a bit angry.

Paragon's head turns to Fist. Her voice turns soothing. "They're no longer a threat. This battle is over. Please..lower the weapon. We'll hand them over to the police, and let the law decide their punishment."

Spirit changes back to his mundane form, and looks to Fist. "Hold up." He looks at her curiously, but shrugs off a slight feeling of unease before looking to the driver, "I've heard of a similar quotation before. Usually before a President is shot. Where's Quickstop, so we can...have a word with him?"

Fist's mind reaches out to Paragon's, keeping the weapon trained on the gunman.

The gunman looks up at Fist, "Your target is in there." He nods towards the clinic. "We're on the same side. You just haven't realised it yet. Bloodsucking killers deserve what they get and it's the duty of every red blooded true freedom loving American to put them under the ground with a stake through their hearts."

Wonder says, "I don't remember anything in the Constitution about staking vampires."

Showing a side of herself that none have yet seen, Fist actually fires the weapon twice at the gunman, before she decides to depart abruptly.

The driver tells Spirit proudly, "He's coming. We came ahead to clean up this blight in Colonial Bay city before he arrived."

The nano enhancement on the two henchmen had already worn off. The dart fire is sufficient to freeze the gunman motionless.

Jian is surprised, but as the henchmen said their weapons didn't hurt normals she's not that bothered by Fist shooting the gunman.

Dorian blinks, and looks to Fist, raising his brow.

Wonder is also surprised. But who is he to question an established hero - there's likely some point?

Paragon's eyes brighten, adding a red-hued cast to her faceplate. "Wait, stop! They're already restrained," she says more in shock than anything else. She all-too-slowly interposes herself between the henchman and Fist. At least she can protect them from future attacks. "Despite their crimes, they still have rights." Taking a defensive stance, she waits to see if Fist will press the attack.

Fist does not press the attack. She has done what she had set out to do, demonstrate to the gunman that his weapon is in no way harmless to people. It's then she just... vanishes. Sight, sound, scent, she has no trace of any. In truth she is simply unnoticed, her chi dampening the minds of others to make them overlook her. And then she is on the move.

Dorian grimaces, and while he hesitates a moment, he reaches out with a hand...his body shifting back to energy form in mid-motion. Light bands stretch out from his fingertips, intending to wrap her up and hold her in place. Only to find her gone.

Jian says rather plaintively, "I thought she was on your side?"

Spirit growls slightly and nods to Jian, "I thought so, too. This is...not normal for her."

Wonder says, "Is there some reason she'd be particularly angry? Or...?"

Paragon says, "I would think any hero would be angry at criminals willing to put innocents in harm's way."

Wonder says, "Yes - but, she can shoot any villains that do that?"

Paragon turns on her heel to face the gunman and driver, checking over them carefully as she tries to remove the darts without hurting them.

Paragon answers with a firm, "No. What she did was still wrong. I just mean, I somewhat understand the reason she did it. Not completely, though."

The darts seem to have dissolved leaving no wounds apart from a tiny red dot when they hit. However, like Devil Dog previously, the gunman is frozen motionless.

Spirit looks to the driver, "Is there an antidote to the darts? Your friend is going to need it."

The driver nods, "Yes. The hospital here has it."

Spirit nods. "And your friend isn't in any danger of say...not breathing?"

The driver shakes his head, "Not unless he's dropped in a lake. It's harmless. That's why we use those weapons."

Wonder says, "We should get him to the hospital, then."

Dorian changes back to his mundane form...and then makes a call to the police, who likely are already on their way. "I can fly him to the hospital, if someone's willing to wait with this other guy here."

Wonder says, "I'll stand guard."

The driver tries once more, "Quickstop is coming. Don't fight him. You need to remember which side is yours. If you and your kind don't interfere there's no need for anyone to get hurt or frozen. We'll put the vampires down and be on our way."

Dorian chuckles. "I think I was shot at before I even moved away from the clinic over there. I hadn't interfered. Yet."

The driver stops talking and waits silently for the police to arrive.

Paragon glances down at the Driver, the name Quickstop not ringing a bell. "I don't know who this Quicky Stop is, but if he's the one you're reporting to, I fully intend to have words with him," she says in disapproving tones, her fingers wrapping into a fists.

Paragon finishes glowering at the restrained driver, and turns to Wonder, greeting him with a quick salute. "I'm sorry, I don't believe I've had the honor of working alongside you before. I'm Paragon, of the Guardians," she takes the opportunity in the lully to introduce herself.

Wonder smiles. "I'm Wonder, of - well, no one really. Good to meet you!"

Jian moves over to Paragon and tries to give her a hug, "You need some repairs. I can't do any technical stuff but I'm a dab hand with a polishing cloth. The temple bells used to shine when I was finished polishing them." She grins, "That was the punishment duty so I got lots of practice."