Log:Capelli-Cangelosi War, Scene 2

Capelli-Cangelosi War 2016/10/05 Night Marshal|Detective Carpenter Sonny Capelli Tommy Cangelosi Vajra Yameen Ghost Lightray

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The Colonial Bay Yacht Club occupies a picturesque section of the waterfront, the view to seaward looking past Sandy Bottoms Island and the Colonial Bay Bridge. The grounds are immaculately kept, with evenly trimmed shrubbery and lawns where the members can stroll or picnic.

The club includes a modern restaurant with glass walls overlooking the marina and the bay, boathouses of a basic design unchanged in centuries, and the administration building, a multi-story stone building dating from the early 1900's but maintained to look brand new.

The marina is usually full, with a variety of boats. Small sailboats and motor yachts are present, with a launch spot for jet-skis as well. Larger yachts in traditional styles dominate the scene, and a few more modern hovercraft and hydrofoils float here and there among the standard ships.

Sonny Capelli(#2690TOnp)

An older Italian gentleman in a charcoal suit with a red tie.

Tommy Cangelosi(#2701TOnp)

Your perhaps slightly stereotypical mobster. He clearly is of Italian ancestry, with dark slicked back hair. His suit is charcoal with black pinstripes, which contrasts sharply with his red necktie.

Gunfire can be heard at the yacht club. There are sounds of both plasma blasters and regular firearms. There are shouts in Italian as well as English, though they can't be made out terribly well. By the time the heroes show up, there are two gentlemen, Capelli and Cangelosi, hiding behind a vehicle. Detective Carpenter is there as well, with his gun drawn. There are additional men in suits with handguns scanning the nearby buildings looking for presumably their opponent or opponents.

Yameen patrols various parts of the city at various times for distrubances. Weapons fire is a rather universal signal of this, causing Yameen to make haste towards the exchange. She primarily travels across the rooftops, the informal super-highway for land-bound agents of justice.

Vajra, having been monitoring the police bands, touches down in the open, as close to the center of the crossfire as possible. She poses, holding her fingers in a sideways 'V' over her right virtual eye. (^ >). "Vajra is here~!"

Ghost was dining in the restaurant here in the Yacht Club grounds. It doesn't compare to the Embassy kitchens but sometimes a change can be nice. At first she ignores the gunfire. It's probably none of her business. But after a bit curiosity gets the better of her and she heads out to see what is happening.

Carpenter shouts to Vajra, who is the first hero he notices. "We had a couple of snipers taking shots with plasma weaponry! Keep an eye out!"

Vajra twirls around. (^ ^). "Roger that~!"

Joseph was out by the back of the Yacht Club enjoying the early fall day while watchng the boats. At the sound of the gunfire, he locates a good hiding spot, then transforms into Lightray. He girds himself for conflict, surrounding himself in his golden light, and takes to the skies! He arcs up and over the club, coming in from above.

Ghost watches Vajra with curiosity. Her headware translation is poor with loosely expressed talk. She wonders if Vajra has some form or drone eye that can fly off on its own.

Nohrbor is wandering the pier area as 'The Stranger' (a form that is an amaglamation of very good looking human features to hide his extraterrestrial origins) when the sound of gunfire rings out.

Without a second thought- 'The Stranger' hurls himself towards the sound which puts him on course to the Yacht Club. He's so close he even sees Vajra's entrance.

He follows in close behind landing just to Vajra's side.

'Snipers?' He thinks as the Detective shouts warnings of sharp shooters.

"Take heart Mortals!" He shouts, "These foul curs will only find a reckoning here on this day!"

Lightray points at a nearby rooftop. He shouts out in stentorian tones, "There! That roof! I shall check to see if they are still present!" And with that, and a lazy flip of his tendil=like wings (which sounds like many mighty wings beating in unison), Lightray launches himself forward towards the designated rooftop.

Vajra stops her spinning and points one of the neighboring buildings. (! !). "There's something putting out an ultrasonic signal at the back of that building~!"

Tommy looks out from behind the car, "They still up there? They haven't shot in a bit."

Lightray closes in on the rooftop as he keeps his eyes peeled for movement or people. He thinks. o o(It is times like these I wish I had the eagle eyes of a shedu. It would make scouting much easier.)

Ghost summons up her one and only uncommited messenger. "Go to that roof. See if anyone is there are if they are stay with him or her." she commands it.

"They won't be shooting for much longer, Mortal!" Nohrbor exclaims as the other assembled Guardians take to the rooftop. He decides to stay behind to protect the Law Enforcement officers behind him.

"Put your 'weapons' down... if ou can even call such cowardly toys weapons." Nohrbor adds, very judgementally.

At the back edge of the roof is a plasma rifle that has been left by someone. It starts to smoke, and the ultrasonic noise that Vajra picked up moves into the more audible range for the others. It's a high pitched whine from the weapon itself. There doesn't appear to be any people on the rooftop. Whoever it was, appears to have fled.

Vajra stays at ground level, hopping over to Carpenter and the two others, ready to shield them with her body of necessary. (D D). "Have no fear, Vajra will protect you~!"

Carpenter chuckles. "Could've used your help earlier. The car wasn't great cover from those blasts. Might as well have been sitting behind light brush."

Ghost calls over to the detective, "Is anyone hurt? I have healing magic."

Carpenter nods, and points inside. "There's a guy just inside the door, I think. We got him under cover after the shooting started. He took a burst to the leg.

Lightray shouts out. "The weapon up here is making a high pitched whine! Does that mean anything?"

"And there is no one on the roof!" He adds.

Ghost nods and just in case activates her force field protection before crossing in the open to attend the injured person's wounds. . o(Took a burst to the leg? Pop-guns. If that had been a Derwood blaster he wouldn't have a leg after that.)Oo.

Vajra calls up. "Vajra thinks the weapon might be explode~!"

Ghost shrugs and shouts up to Lightray. "It probably means it's been set to overload and is about to explode." she says loudly but without any great concern.

Ghost finds that the plasma burn looks...bad. Her initial guess might have been off. There's a chance that the hired muscles might lose that leg anyway.

Ghost has no idea how bad the injury is. There's still a leg attached. That's as far as she knows. Still, she doesn't need to know. She heals the leg anyway with Fae magic until it looks fine.

Lightray sighs softly to himself then shouts out. "I'm going to try to get it off the roof! Any objections, officers?" As he speaks, he takes another look, from a distance, to see if there are any obvious tripwires or traps on it but he only takes a moment to do so. Just long enough for an anwer from the police present.

Nohrbor looks towards the criminals and then suddenly, the air around him begins warping. Shifting subtly until with a shockwave of psionic energy, a visible aura of that energy can be seen surrounding the alien Godling.

Then focusing his mind on the task at hand- he begins to inflate this aura with more and more energy until the aura has grown to be at least 15ft tall (not his tallest mind you).

His voice then booms as the psionic construct's attention is set on Tommy & his ilk.

He then begins striding towards Tommy's cover. "I won't ask you again, Scoundrel!!" leaves the exploding weapon to these Earthian Guardians who might know more about it. He hopes to greet his Human Teacher once this crisis is over.

Carpenter levels his firearm at Nohrbor, "I'm going to ask you nicely to stand down. As much as I appreciate the meta assist, I also don't need a clown making things worse."

Lightray, getting no response from the LEO below, flies over to the whining sniper rifle and, after a moment';s pause, picks it up. The sunlight that cvloaks his body remains between the weapon and himself. He looks it over as he launches himself directly skywards.

Ghost pats the guy she's been healing on his shoulder. "Okay. You'll be fine. I've hurt myself worse trimming my nails."

The guy Ghost is healing winces a bit, "It already feels better. Thank you." He takes a look at his leg, "Wow...nice."

"Law Enforcer- I meant no harm, only to restrain these men while the other Guardians tend to the weapon above." Nohrbor explains when a strange feeling takes hold.

Instinctually he looks up to the sky- right where his friend and confidant Guardian Lightray is taking off to quite possibly sacrifice himself for the good of all.

He thunders before releasing his giant-sized construct and taking to the sky to give Lightray chase, "I am no merry-maker Law Enforcer. I am GodFlora!"

And with that he takes off at his top speed to help his friend.

Vajra stays alert. It might just be a distraction while an attacker strikes from another direction! (O O)

Carpenter takes a deep breath after Nohrbor takes off, and he lowers his weapon. . o O (I better get used to dealing with guys like that.)

Lightray shouts out as he flies upwards at his maximum speed. "Containment breech! Keep clear!" he shouts as he move rapidly upwards. His plan, unspoken, but in mind, is to fly up for a few seconds then toss the weapong as far up as he can.

.o0(Guardian Lightray- Hold on, I am right behind you! I can hold the weapon further afield (with my telekinesis) than you.) Nohrbor implores telepathically.

(Surely there is time. Even if I am caught in the blast I will only slumber.)

Lightray replies in his mind. o o(Then do so, Nohrbor. I will not resist you grabbing it! But hurry, we have only a moment!) as he tosses the weapon up and away from himself.

Nohrbor focuses his mind on the weapon Lightray throws above him as he streaks towards it.

Once his mind takes hold he pushes it forward- up and away from himself for as far as his telekinesis will allow.

That distance should be bolstered by his upward flight.

He flies past Lightray, nodding to his friend along the way.

.o0(Would you be so kind as to catch me, if the worst shall happen? I'd hate to awaken a splattered mess.) He projects jokingly to his friend.

A second or two after Nohrbor grabs the weapon, the containment gives up entirely and the weapon explodes!

Lightray lets the explosion wash over him, not even moving under the force of it. The golden sunlight around his body seems to almost soak the energy in. The glowing figure then turns with a flip of his wings and heads back down towards the ground and Detecti9ve Carpenter et al.

Vajra oohs at ahs at the pretty explosion. (6 6)

Closest to the blast- Nohrbor braces himself for the impact of the shockwave.

He sees the explosion unfold in slow-motion before him.

He silently hopes his friend is out of the range of the blast, but has little time to think of anything else when the wave hits him.

He throws his arms up instinctively from the blast, and when it's over he peeks around his defensively held arms to make sure it's really over.

Besides a few burned scarves and scorch marks on his hands and forhead he is unharmed.

.o0(Was this an instance of a hound's "bark being worse than its bite"?) He asks his friend and teacher telepathically as he turns himself int he air to return to the Earth below.

Ghost looks up. "Nice fireworks." she says. Then with a hint of concern, "I can't see. Are the two up there okay?" she asks Vajra.

Carpenter shields his eyes and then holsters his firearm. "I think I can see them."

Vajra headtilts. (? ?). "Vajra is sure they're fine~!"

Sonny gets to his feet and dusts himself off. The various mob enforcers also stand down, moving back to help Tommy get himself back in order.

The detective smiles and looks over to the couple of heroes nearby, "Thanks again for the assist. Your timing was quite good, all things considered."

Lightray replies to Nohrbor's thought. o 0(I may have overreacted to the danger, Nohrbor. I am not familiar with modern weapons. I have not kept up with them since becoming who I am. But, better safe than innocents being risked.) He shouts out as he comes nearer to the ground, "A bullet hit the weapon. It was not deliberately left as a bomb."

Ghost points out, "It was deliberately left though. Whoever did that has no concern for the safety of non-involved passers-by."

Vajra pirouettes over to Cangelosi. (> >). "That makes two incidents targeting you, Mr. Cangelosi~! Would you care to share with Vajra~!?"

Tommy glares at Vajra, "I have no idea what you are talking about." He then adds in the detective's direction, "Just like I was telling Carpenter here when we were interrupted."

Carpenter shrugs, and as an aside he says to Vajra, "I found out the safe-deposit box was his from that attempted robbery last week." He then smiles, "But I think you already know that detail, don't you?"

Vajra giggles. (^ ^). "Money can be pretty persuasive~! But really, Mr. Cangelosi, 'John Smith'~!? Couldn't you have picked a less obvious fake name to have the box registered under~!?"

Tommy seems to have regained his composure. He smiles, "Are you saying there are no John Smiths in the area? I know for a fact that I have a couple working for me. Mostly people from out of town, mind you."

Nohrbor is close enough by now to overhear a bit of the conversation & from there extrapolate the rest.

.o0(Surely I can just wrest the information the Good Detective is looking for from this ne'er-do-well?) He asks Lightray telepathically.

As he lands, he scowls at the mobsters. Waiting eagerly to show them while he was once called 'The Mind-Ripper of Maristron 5'.

Lightray thinks back at Nohrbor. o o(Yes, you could. But it would not be admissible in court, my friend. And he could try to have the authorities arrest you for violating his mental privacy. I doubt you would enjoy jail any more then any other type of loss of freedom, Nohrbor, so please, do not.)

Vajra hmmms innocently. (~ ~). "Oh~!? Vajra guesses you're right~! Then, since we can't find the owner of the box, we can just go ahead an open it since no one will object~!"

The detective nods to Vajra, "The only question is...what did Ruger want? Strangely, I had trouble getting a warrant to find out."

Lightray nods to Ghost. "Yes, there is definite disregard for innocent life, Captain Ghost. But, is was not a deliberate trap." He then clasps his hands behind his back as he listens to the others speak. His glowing gaze shifts from one face to another without regard as to creed, color, or legal standing.

Nohrbor bites his tongue and holds his grumbling. 'Surely I could make him confess- even walk us to where the crime was committed. This world's sense of justice is foolish.' He thinks to himself grumpily.

He crosses his arms and attempts to bore holes in the soul of Tommy. He is not the stand-up humanitarian his teacher, Guardian Lightray is.

Frankly, he cannot stand for this cat & mouse game. He'd rather face this threat head-on and this frustrates the hell out of him.

He considers showing these criminals the depth of the void with his Nullity Bolts. Glimpsing something so far beyond yourself has the happy side-effect of weaking one's resolve to nothing.

Nohrbor narrows his eyes at Tommy to renew his soul-boring salvo.

Sonny Capelli heads into the club while Cangelosi remains outside. A couple of bodyguards remain outside as well.

Tommy grins and looks at Nohrbor, "Our sense of justice is foolish, eh? Tell me...Mr. GodFlora or whatever your name is...what would you do if you were shot at? What kind of justice would you seek?"

"Likely none- I doubt very seriously your primative tools could harm one such as myself." Nohrbor says pridefully.

"Nevertheless, Mortal- we are not here to speak of your betters." He says in a demeaning tone as he pools psionic energy in his palm as he stretches his hand towards Tommy.

His fingertips leak a smoky red haze as the energy pools. "Let me teach you of Justice." His voice is threatening to the extreme.

Vajra pats Nohrbor on the shoulder. (> <). "Easy there, Space Cowboy~!"

Tommy is normally a stone-cold sort. But he noticeably flinches when Nohrbor gets ready to grab him. The bodyguards are less restrained, though. One draws a gun. The other hesitates, unsure about what to do.

Ghost smiles, "If you drop the gun," she tells the bodyguard, "you may retain your hand. Your choice."

Carpenter glares at Nohrbor and Ghost in turn, "Threatening bodily harm to someone who was just shot at? Really?" He looks back to Nohrbor, "Again...stand down. You're not exactly helping."

Nohrbor literally laughs in the faces of the bodyguards. "Let them keep their toy! Unless that podshooter shoots rounds bigger than the explosion I just survived..." He laughs some more 'HAHAHAHAHA' as he eyes the Bodyguard and narrows his eyes at him.

The laughter stops as suddenly as it started. "Then surely, Mortal- you stand no chance--" And then his threats stop entirely as he's reprimanded by Detective Carpenter.

While he stops audibly threatening, he intensifies the energy in his palm and continues glaring at the crime boss & his body guards.

He clearly doesn't like what's happening here.

"Everyone stand down! This is a pointless waste of time!" He steps between Nohrbor and the Cangelosi contingent. "While I personally think you are no Meyer Lansky, Mr Cangelosi, if you wish to die because of your 'honorre', so be it. Refuse any aid at your peril then." He looks over at NOhrbor. "And do not stoop to his level, Godflora. He only risks his own life at present. Let him." He then turns his attention to Detective Carpenter as he says in a much calmer, even respectful, tone. "I can provide a detailed decription of the weapon if it will help, Detective Carpenter."

"Consider your luck, Mortals. If it were not for Guardian Lightray I would gladly turn your minds inside out and present them to Law Enforcer Carpenter." Nohrbor says as he takes a step back behind Lightray.

Carpenter nods to Lightray, "Thank you. I appreciate it. I also need to get up on htat roof to look for more clues. There might be somethign else."

Vajra hmmms. (^ ^). "So, Mr. Cangelosi~! Since you're not involved, and this has nothing to do with you, please do your best to stay alive and not get other people involved~! OK~!?"

Tommy grins at Lightray, "At least you understand how things work here. If you'll excuse me..." He straightens his tie again and says to Carpenter, "See if you can find the shooters. Perhaps they're tied to that robbery you were talking about?" He nods to Vajra, "I will endeavor to do so, miss. I wish you all well. Thank you again."

Lightray murmurs to Detective Carpenter. "Would you mind if I observed, Detective Carpenter." He smiles slightly as he adds, "I know just enough about forensics to not touch anything." He looks at the other heroes. "It is possible that these other citizens have abilities that may aid your investigaton."

Carpenter nods to Lightray, "Please do. There were a number of metas who helped me with a murder mystery recently...so you all might be of help here too." He nods to Tommy, and heads over to the building where the shooter was. He looks around for something to climb up on to get to the roof.

Over her mental link with the astrally present Messenger, Ghost reassigns it to watching Cangelosi and relaying the conversations he has to her.

Cangelosi heads inside the building with his guards.

Lightray looks over at Vajra. "I am afraid we have not met. I am Lightray and you are?" He holds out a glowing hand in greeting. To Detective Carpenter, he adds, "Do you need help reaching the roof, detective? I would offer but perhpas this young person," he gestures to Vajra, "could aid you?"

The messenger Ghost sent picks up Cangelosi saying to one of his guards, 'Have Sully put someone on tailing Carpenter. If he finds whoever took that shot at me...or whoever tried to rob the bank...I want to know about it. And get me in touch with Simms. He can get me someone who...deals with these problems.''

Vajra giggles. (^ ^). "Vajra is Vajra~! Nice to meet you Lightray~! Vajra can fly Mr. Detective to the roof if he wants~!"

Carpenter chuckles, "I'd appreciate that. I could probably make it up there, but I still would like the help."

The Colonial Bay Yacht Club occupies a picturesque section of the waterfront, the view to seaward looking past Sandy Bottoms Island and the Colonial Bay Bridge. The grounds are immaculately kept, with evenly trimmed shrubbery and lawns where the members can stroll or picnic.

The club includes a modern restaurant with glass walls overlooking the marina and the bay, boathouses of a basic design unchanged in centuries, and the administration building, a multi-story stone building dating from the early 1900's but maintained to look brand new.

The marina is usually full, with a variety of boats. Small sailboats and motor yachts are present, with a launch spot for jet-skis as well. Larger yachts in traditional styles dominate the scene, and a few more modern hovercraft and hydrofoils float here and there among the standard ships.

The Colonial Bay Yacht Club occupies a picturesque section of the waterfront, the view to seaward looking past Sandy Bottoms Island and the Colonial Bay Bridge. The grounds are immaculately kept, with evenly trimmed shrubbery and lawns where the members can stroll or picnic.

The club includes a modern restaurant with glass walls overlooking the marina and the bay, boathouses of a basic design unchanged in centuries, and the administration building, a multi-story stone building dating from the early 1900's but maintained to look brand new.

The marina is usually full, with a variety of boats. Small sailboats and motor yachts are present, with a launch spot for jet-skis as well. Larger yachts in traditional styles dominate the scene, and a few more modern hovercraft and hydrofoils float here and there among the standard ships.

Lightray looks over at Captain Ghost. "Would you care to aid us, Captain Ghost? Can you take time from your duties?" He smiles warmly, "I imagine you may have investigated weighter matters than this."

Ghost chuckles, "The question should better be is this worth spending time on. But as it happens I do have time to spend. Certainly I'll assist. By the way, detective, Cangelosi is intending to have you followed and watched. He is also contacting someone he called 'Simms' who from context I would assume is a Mr Johnson, that is a fixer. Someone who can put Cangelosi in contact with an assassin."

Carpenter raises a brow, "I'm not going to ask how you know that, but thank you for letting me know."