Log:Omega Recruitment, Scene 4

Omega Recruitment 2019/02/25 Samuek Artemis Talia Sid Pyreus

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Sunday was spent by just over half the team getting the tour of the facilities & answering a few basic questions to integrate themselves into ABI's (Automated Building Intelligence) database. Since Technomorph reported Sam was a no-show Rousseau Nash- CEO of NashCO had the brilliant idea to 'send the welcome committee' after Sid espoused how great they'd be at it jokingly. It's still morning local time, but Artemis, Pyreus, & Sid have been tracking and chasing various objects moving at high speeds across varying districts in the city looking for the wayward prospect. So far they've found a few jet-powered drone operators, two etraterrestrial youths with thruster-packs, and four heroes with gravimetric impellers- none of which were Samuel. We join them on the hunt now- heading through Green Acres in hopes of spotting Samuel and confirming his interest as well as contact information so he can be briefed and have an integration session with ABI. Artemis & Pyreus sail over head- and riding the Alien Goddess' back is Sid, grinning from ear to ear- taking in the sights more than looking for Sam. Don't blame him though, this is his first flight sans-plane! "Its so beautiful up here!" He exclaims. "Aye, that it is. Your planet is quite beautiful to behold from this vantage," Artemis announces cheerfully as they soar through the skies. Pyreus says, "No sign of the target yet." "Do we have to call him 'the target'?" Sid inquires before adding, "I mean- we're not actually hunting him, ya know." Artemis chuckles heartily. "Truth. He is our future ally and friend." Pyreus replies, "But next time it may be someone who is neither.: Artemis stares at Pyreus flatly. "But this isn't a mission. This is a ...what did you call it, Sid? A welcome party? Maybe we should have brought balloons." Sid looks to Pyreus, as if he may have only just now realized that. "Oh." He says, his sails tattered a bit by the idea but Artemis' comment keeps him afloat. He looks at the back of her head and then laughs. "THat would have been priceless! We totally should have!" Pyreus says, "Of course its a mission. A team-building exercise. Goal: Work together to located the target and deliver the message." "And seeing a future teammate as a target in a mission is...cold," Artemis decides on her choice of words. "Now I'm glad I was the one who went with Alexandra to recruit Sid and Sinmore." Sam is currently flying what appears to be a makeshift obstacle course, he moves gracefully enough at first clearing hoops without issue. The second lap however sees him twist in the air and from there he's bouncing off one obstacle after another before barely landing near his equipment. Apparently he hasn't noticed the new arrivals yet. Artemis winces at the bouncing maneuvers. "That was...something. At least he appears tough," she says hopefully, but there is still doubt in her voice. "Let's see if this is our man, yes?" she suggests, already changing course to reach Sam. She banks low, still careful with her passenger as she approaches. "HAIL, FRIEND!" she shouts boisterously to Sam. Sid cocks his head at that. "Oh man. I guess that's true. Nice! I'm on a mission!" He shouts excitedly. He jumps up excitedly forgetting himself for a half a moment and certainly not paying any attention to the disagreement between Artemis & Pyreus. He goes up... and then he keeps going down. He screams before remembering he can STREEEEETCH. He throws an ooey-gooey arm out to wards Artemis' leg. He spins as he tries to get his arm undercontrol and its only because of this that he notices Samuel. "Uhh guys- I think we found our ally. Our target. Whatever we're calling him. I pick Sam." Then Artemis goes low. Sid bounces off the ground quite literally- like a rubber ball. "AHhhh!" -BOOOOINNNNNNG- "AHhhhh!" BOING! Artemis suspects something's wrong between the gooey slime limb wrapping around her leg suddenly, and then the screaming. "What in the?" She looks over her shoulder and sees Sid isn't there. Her eyes travel down to see him bouncing along the ground as she tows him. She barrel rolls until she's belly-up, slowly down rapidly so she can catch Sid on his next descent from a bounce. Pyreus floats down toward Sam. Its not until the third or fourth bounce that Sid realizes he's tough enough that this hasn't hurt him in the slightest and that its actually kind of fun. As Artemis barrelrolls and gets into position to catch him his look of abject and total terror turns into one creeping on something akin to the look one has bungiejumping. Its 'fun' just not in the conventional sense. Still he's grateful for the Goddess' strong embrace & for his perfectl opaque shirt which does not give away his rapidly beating heart. You have to be grateful for the small things in life- especially when you look like Sid. "Oh! Thank God! That was..." He isn't sure what to call it now. Sam turns his head at the call watching Sid as he bounces. "Greetings." He raises a hand. "I am working on secondary redundancies for my flight control systems, I can assure you there was no harm done." He sounds as though he's said this a few times already. "Goddess," Artemis corrects and chuckles, righting the both of them before landing Sid and herself by Sam. "Are you the one called Samuel? Ms. Nash sent us in search of him." Sam nods briskly. "I'm Samuel Howell." He stops studying the others. "Ah, yes the team. It is good to meet you. I understand you're quite the interesting group. I look forward to working with you." The faceplate of his suit slides back, revealing a faintly pasty young man no more than in his early twenties. His hair is jet black and looks like it may once have been combed, long before being shoved in a helmet and then repeatedly bounced around. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" Sid gathers himself- quite literally in some places, and slinks to the rear of the welcome committee. After a moment a slightly overstretched hand peeks out from behind Pyreus' flaming aura and Artemis' muscular form. His voice does too, "We are definitely diverse- but it will be nice to have another scientific mind on the team. Ms. Nash says you're quite the prodigy." His blubbery body retained back into his clothing and not overflowing, Sid steps out from behind the others. "She sent us to make sure you were still interested in joining the team she's putting together. She thought it might be wiser to get your direct contact information so ABI can reach out to you and then have you stop by when your research allows." He explains.

"Ah, but let us introduce ourselves. My codename is Artemis," the amazonian red-head introduces herself with a broad smile as she rests her hands on her hips. Her cape and hair flutters faintly in the country breeze. "Call me Pyreus." "A progidy? I will admit I've a talent for the sciences." Sam smiles as introductions are made. "It is a pleasure and of course. I have every intention of making sure you can all contact me. I would no doubt have given out my details during the tour." He turns back. to his work briefly tapping at a keyboard for a moment. "I am actually looking forward to seeing the facility. I have been told I'll be something of the teams technical specialist?" Sid nods. "Yup. I'm Sid. Appearantly you're our techsupport- though looking at your toys, I'm sure that's a good call. I can help you reset a fiberoptic modem like no one's business though." Sid jests. "The facility is still under construction, but they are interested in our specifications for the build out. I assume you'd want something to help with your research, yes?" Artemis says with a smile. "I have yet to decide on my requests or needs." Those requests may involve having ale on tap and feasts for after missions. Sid's eyes go wide at Artie's 'needs'. "Well- as long as its not roast slarg I know where I'll be lounging!" He laughs and pats the goddess on her back. Artemis chuckles heartily at Sid's fears. "Worry not! Slarg do not exist in this realm. I will have to settle for roasted pig." Sam nods. "Certainly research facilities will be a must. Possibly more pressing however will be getting the necessary facilities to cater to the teams needs." He frowns. "I hope to have what I need to ensure we all have what we need." He turns his attention to Artemis with sudden interest. "You are capable of dimensional travel?"

Artemis smiles kindly. "Me? No. Not under my own power."

Sid turns and takes in the view around him. Being sure to step towards Pyreus during any sudden breezes. "Well it doesn't seem like Ms. Nash is sparing a single expense- so that's good news. We'll be prepared. Now hopefully there will be a trainer to get those of us who don't hero for fun and livelihood up to par." Sid turns and takes in the view around him. Being sure to step towards Pyreus during any sudden breezes. "Well it doesn't seem like Ms. Nash is sparing a single expense- so that's good news. We'll be prepared. Now hopefully there will be a trainer to get those of us who don't hero for fun and livelihood up to par." Sid says cheerfully enough, but his eyes remain locked on the natural beauty around them. He clearly doesn't get out much. Artemis looks over her shoulder at Sid and flashes a smile. "I have been informed that there is a metahuman gym in the city where we can train. I am a trained Battle Maiden. I'm sure I can ...'whip' you into shape," she says with a big grin as she practices what Ivan calls the art of puns. Pyreus says, "Yes, there is. It's in Bridgend, across from Past Time's Coffee Shop." Samuel studies Artemis thoughtfully. "Of course. The fact that your people have the ability is frankly of more interest. I would very much like to learn more of such technology." Sam shakes his head briefly bringing himself back to the discussion at hand almost as though forcing himself. "I suppose I will need combat training at some point." You offer to meet Talia. Sid definitely thinks its rife with implications. "Ho-ho-ho. Well I'll take your word for it. I look forward to seeing what a 'Battle Maiden' can do--- err teach. Umm. Whip? Oh Lord." He says, suddenly nervous prompting his translucent flesh to quiver. Artemis chuckles softly as Sid quivers, then looks back to Samuel with a broad smile. "I'm afraid my people are far beyond the reaches of Earth's technology. Maybe we'll find some other source for you to study." Excited by the meeting, Artemis claps her hands together once, which lets out a loud thunder crack with her superstrength. "Ah, so neither of you have faced combat before? Excellent! It appears I may have some new students. Sid here recommended Omega Guard for a team name. Sinmore and I have found it much more appealing to Ms. Nash's suggestions. Faaaar more appealing." Speaking of Sinmore, the prodigal giantess comes jogging across the obstacle course - in the wrong direction - at a "mere" 7' in height. Quite inexplicably, Sinmore is wearing a seasonally appropriate jogging outfit that actually fits her quite nicely. Coming to a halt near the others, Sinmore reaches up to wipe some imaginary sweat off of her rocky brow while her fiery hair remains bound back in a thick French braid ponytail. "There you guys are! You need to give better directions next time you want me to join you for a team meeting," half-complains Sinmore. Now that their mission has been completed, Pyreus gestures towards Sam's obstacle course, "May I?"

Sam arches an eyebrow as Artemis speaks. "I have always enjoyed a challenge." He grins. "And I have always planned to extend the reach of Earth's technology." He nods distractedly at the proposed name. "Of course, it seems perfectly suitable to me. Though I have been told I lack any imagination when it comes to naming things." He looks embarrassed and perhsps a little guilty. "I faced the Hand of Ash. I just used my suits mining systems and the fact that it's quite resilient. I'm working on several new weapon designs." He nods to Pyreus at his question. "Of course, help yourself." His attention turning to the giantess. Pyreus flies the course at speed, without touching a single ring. "Ah, our fifth has arrived!" Artemis says as she walks over Sinmore to clap a hand on the giantess' shoulder. Sinmore makes the amazon look small by comparison. "This is Sinmore, another of ...hm...The Omega Guard," she introduces Sinmore while testing out the name. Her eyes scan the others with a half shrug. "It does have quite a ring to it, Sid," she praises his idea. "Good to meet you," intones Sinmore as Artemis makes introductions. Or, at least, introduces her to the rest of the crew. She glances around quickly, the green flames of her eyes shifting and flickering as her eyes scan the rest of the people in the area. Her head tilts toward Artemis and Sinmore quietly rumbles, "You're supposed to tell me their names too. It's the polite thing to do when making introductions." "Oh? Oh ho! Well I thought they would introduce themselves," Artemis chuckles jovially. "Well, Sid you have met. This is Pyreus," she motions to the other flaming hero, "And this is Samuel, the one Ms. Nash told us about." Sid smiles that puft-faced smile of his as he sees Talia jogging up to them. He waves a big hand at her and chuckles as Artemis handles introductions. "Good to see you again, 'Sinmore'." Sid says, thinking it won't be long before someone tries to give him a codename. It better not be Jello. Pyreus looks at Sinmore...then looks again. Pyreus thinks {I should take up rock climbing...} "Well, yes. I know Sid," protests Sinmore, rolling her eyes at Artemis. She huffs a little bit, shaking her head - sending a few small tongues of flame licking through the air to either side of her head in the process - before she looks at Pyreus. Lifting a hand, Sinmore smiles and waves to Pyreus and Samuel in turn. "Good afternoon, guys. Like I said, it's good to meet you!" Pyreus says, "Very pleased to meet you." the flickering flames go out as he extends his hand. Sinmore grasps Pyreus' extended hand, giving him a very firm handshake. There's a cheerful smile as Sinmore shakes Pyreus' hand. After a couple of seconds, Sinmore withdraws her hand from the handshake and offers her hand to Samuel as she takes a step in the direction of the power armored hero. "Ms. Nash made you both seem like very impressive teammates," intones Sinmore. Pyreus replies, "You're the impressive one." His eyes do manage to reach hers, and stay there. Sid lets the others meet and greet. He's happy to quietly loose himself in thought as he looks away. Canting her head, Sinmore regards Pyreus cheerily as he meets her luminous green gaze. "How do you mean? I haven't really done anything yet." Pyreus says, "Do anything? You just show up, and the bad guys'll be wanting fresh pants." "Ha ha. Wishing for brown pants," replies Sinmore. She laughs a little bit and smiles at her fellow pyrokinetic. The Muspel giantess rolls her shoulders absently, glancing reflexively around the area before she smiles at Pyreus. "I'm sure we're all capable of making bad guys join the Brown Pants Club in our own unique ways." Artemis looks to Sid and Samuel. "So you two are new to combat and fighting. Once we're all settled, we should try a trial team exercise to get some practice. We can learn what each is capable of in the field." "That might be nice... especially considering I've never actually been in 'the field'. Well this one. But I doubt that counts any." Sid says, still staring off into the distance. He rubs the back of his neck. "Still- a deal is a deal. If NashCo will support my friends in theri time of need- the least this monster can do is make for PR for the bosslady." He adds. Pyreus says, "I've singed a few Hellions, sure. Their boss wants to talk to me, I hear. But they get nervous when I ask where and when." Sam offers a nod to Sinmore. "A pleasure." His attention turns back to his work as he speaks. "I fear that people usually do get told about me before actually meeting me. I suppose it is only fair that people get warning." He slips into his work for a few moments, possibly forgetting the others are there. Flames start flickering around him again. "Can't imagine why." "Well, Ms. Nash said you're a real technical genius and inventor," comments Sinmore, replying to Samuel's dismissal. She smiles cheerily and starts to say something to Pyreus when Sid's comments catch the fire giantess' attention. Frowning, Sinmore claps a hand on Sid's shoulder and squeezes firmly as she very firmly rumbles, "You're not a monster, Sid. Don't go thinking about yourself like that." "Monster?" Artemis asks in puzzlement at Sid's words, looking around the field for such a thing. "Where?" Giving up on the search, she looks to Sam after Sinmore's explanation. "We haven't been told much aside from that. Just that you were the missing member of our team during the tour." "Monster?" Artemis asks in puzzlement at Sid's words, looking around the field for such a thing. "Where?" Giving up on the search, she looks to Sam after Sinmore's explanation. "We haven't been told much aside from that. Just that you were the missing member of our team during the tour."  Sam doesn't stop working. "The monsterous is what the small minded call the wonderous. It is that which is beyond their ability to comprehend or appreciate." He shrugs a shoulder glancing briefly at Sinmore. "I suppose that is also true, I've got quite a success rate for my inventions and contributions to the field of science. I believe the tour is on Sundaday?" Pyreus says, "Sunday was yesterday." Sid looks around in surprise that these fortunate few look at him so positively. He's used to that at the center, but definitely not just out in his day to day life. He smiles. "Aww, gee- thanks. I mean... I know I shouldn't. Sometimes I just tget to talkin' and don't realize what I'm saying." He chuckles nervously. Pyreus says, "Not a monster," Pyreus said, thinking about an old model kit his grandfather had, "more like The Visible Man!"" Artemis suddenly realizes the implication and smiles, patting Sid on the shoulder encouragingly. "It happens to all of us." She then tilts her head curiously. "Do you and Sam have codenames you'd prefer to use? To keep your loved ones safe?" Sinmore squeezes Sid's shoulder again, smiling gently as he seems to cheer up a little bit. Her hand eventually frees itself from his shoulder and she lightly runs her fingers across her flaming hair, letting any excess Sid-goo sizzle off on contact with the flame. "It's Monday?" Sam sounds surprised. "I... You mean it's not Saturday. Ah, yes, then I'll be the one that missed the tour... It also explains why I have so many messages from... Well lets not worry about that." He turns back to the group, apparently done with his work. "I'm afraid my suit is a matter of academic record." He shrugs a shoulder. "My parents are very well defendend and I believe most of the other people that know me find me vaguely intolerable, a code name never seemed to be a pressing concern when designing the gateway." Pyreus says, "Gateway?" "I knew someone was going ot ask me that eventually- not that I've given it much thought either." Sid answers. "But I don't really have anyone to protect- this mug doesn't lend itself to secret IDs or anything. Its not like a sticky-domino-mask is gonna hid all this." He opens his arms. "WOuld be nice though." He says, letting the thought go. "But thats not the path that was set before me so no reason to fret over it now. Lord knows I've done that plenty." "Very well. Sid and Sam it is," Artemis agrees. Though 'Monday' may become a nickname for Sam later. "Ms. Nash also spoke of us needing to decide if we wanted a team uniform or colors, and a team leader. I think Blue and White was one of the schemes we were musing about yesterday, but...I'm not entirely sure about the uniforms." "White and lavender," suggests Sinmore, thoughtful in tone, as she drops both arms to her sides. The fire giantess takes a moment to stretch her legs, walking around in a loose circle around the rest of the group. She cheerily smiles and rolls her shoulders, doing some stretching and high-stepping and shrugs as she loosens herself up a little bit. Pyreus says, "I'm more partial to red and yellow." Sid shrugs. "Maybe I'll come up with something. But Sid will do for now. I mean, Sid Viscous is already a bit of a moniker." "Oh. Uniforms. I'm not sure how I feel about those..." Sid answers uncertainly. "Not the colors- those seem fine. But in general. No one wants to see all this jelly jammed into so skin tight number." He chuckles and his jelly jiggles. "And I prefer red and black and armor. But I would not be opposed to a white and something else for Omega Guard work." Artemis looks to Sinmore and rubs her chin. "I do not think the males would be in favor of the lavender. Maybe a deep purple?" "OOoh. Laven-dar might bring out my eyes." Sid says, batting his eyelids jokingly. "Fine, fine. Red and chrome," concedes Sinmore at Artemis' suggestion. She laughs at Sid and smiles, nodding a bit as she replies, "I thought it would bring out everyone's eyes better, but I mean... If we're going to go with manly colors..." Artemis chuckles at Sid. "Well, the color would compliment all of you," she goes along with the joke. Pyreus says, "I could do red and black." "I suppsoe I won't complain as long as they're warm." Sid concedes without ever putting up too much of a fuss. "In fact, maybe we can have a single uniform but various colors? Well- those of us without special suits already, I mean."

"Well, I want everyone to have a say. Maybe...a compromise. Red, black, and chrome? Or as Sid suggests," Artemis says. "It was more a suggestion of Nash's. We needn't do either and can just be ourselves." "Well, I mean, I've mostly been joking around. There's not a whole lot I can do about the colors of my Muspel Mail," comments Sinmore, looking a little embarrassed. She rubs the back of her neck and glances away while she considers the options set forth with a little more intensity. Sam shrugs a shoulder looking somewhat confused. "Does it matter? I doubt I'll be any more effective either way. I'll go with whatever the team deems preferable... Unless you need a tie break, in which case I pick the second one." Artemis shrugs her shoulders. "I'm fine with us all being ourselves. I'm sure Ms. Nash will abide by what we decide." Sid chuckles at Samuel's tiebreaker and makes note of his particular style in case a tiebreaker ever comes up. He shrugs. "She seems amiable enough so I'm sure you're right." "I'm sure we can come up with something if her PR team really wants something unifying. Maybe just red capes?" Sinmore looks back and forth, inquisitive as to her compromise. Pyreus says, "We could all wear an Omega symbol." "I don't personally have a problem with capes, but most people seem against them," Artemis laughs, having her own cape already. Well, more like a cloak. "Not everyone can pull off the cape look," comments Sinmore, smiling cheerily. Looking over at Pyreus, Sinmore nods a bit and cheerfully replies, "That's a much simpler solution. I like that." "No capes." Sam sounds surprisingly serious and set on that. "It would throw off my suits drag calculations." He smiles. "I also expect I would look terrible in a cape." Artemis nods with the others. "Very well. No capes. And maybe an omega symbol somewhere. Maybe I can get it designed on a pauldron," she ponders. Sid is grateful for that. His goopy shoulders wouldn't really look so majestic beneath a deep read cloak the way the others might. Suddenly he sees himself in a dark blue and white suit with a leather coat over the top because that's damned cool. Sinmore nods a bit, thoughtfully contemplating something or another. "Maybe Abi can design up a sigil that can easily attach to our various outfits?" Sam nods slowly. "Bring me whatever you want the symbol placed on. I am sure fhst it won't be more than a few minutes work to design and apply the symbol." He studies the group. "I'm more interested in what exactly our goals are." Artemis smiles in satisfaction and nods firmly, then looks to Sam. "Protecting the weak. Helping the helpless. Keep this planet and reality safe. I believe that's the general idea. But we get to decide our main goals. Ms. Nash seems to be giving us some free reign in that regard." Pyreus says, "Take the streets back from the gangs." Sam frowns faintly. "Well, that sounds less than specific." He grins. "Well, at least I will get to focus on my projects." "I just want to help people," offers Sinmore after a few moments. She shrugs a little bit and smiles. Artemis gives a nod of acknowledgement. "A worthy goal. I was thinking something bigger, like crime syndicates and supervillainous threats that the police cannot handle. Looking at those of us gathered, though, we could make short work of gangs in this city at the very least." Artemis gives a nod of acknowledgement. "A worthy goal. I was thinking something bigger, like crime syndicates and supervillainous threats that the police cannot handle. Looking at those of us gathered, though, we could make short work of gangs in this city at the very least." "I just want to help people," offers Sinmore after a few moments. She shrugs a little bit and smiles. Sid nods at all of that before chiming in himself to say, "I just want to make sure we don't forget about anyone easily forgotten." A few names come to mind, each of them from his community center metahuman support group. THe people he considers forgotten and glossed over by the media who push a 'Power Positive' narrative where mutations and exposures aren't necessarily a bad thing. "All that sounds good to me though to be honest." He admits readily. Sam nods, his faceplate closing. "I want to help people too. I view that through a different lens however. I suggest the Hand of Ash, they're a viable threat to the end of the world." He crosses his arms. "They also slow human progress by refocusing many of its efforts to destructive means. Either way I agree with all of the above." "The Hand of Ash? They sound dastardly!" If that's the case, why does Artemis sound so excited? "They sound ridiculous," comments Sinmore. She looks at Pyreus inquisitively, making a gesture to suggest 'ash versus fire, amirite?' before glancing around the others. Pyreus shrugs, "Ash doesn't burn, though." Sid tries to keep his backbone in the face of a real enemy. He tries at least. But there is a pool of goo around his rightleg that he fails to hold together. He's pensively quiet. "They're an incredibly capable doomsday cult, their technology is impressive and they're motivated. They are a capable threat." Sam sighs as he looks at Pyreus. "They seek to destroy the world. I know of at least one time they came very, very close." He pauses a moment. "Of course I managed to stop them, which would suggest together we're much more capable of doing so." "What else can you tell us about this Hand of Ash? What sort of forces would we be standing against?" Artemis asks with interest, not realizing Sid's nervousness. She doesn't have any fear about the odds. Sam shrugs a shoulder, slowly floating above the ground. "Not a lot, one of my first goals is to learn more. Perhaps we can work on that as a team." He sighs. "I'm sorry, but I need to go. I am more than a day late at doing several things that require my attention." "Take care, Samuel! It was very nice to meet you," cheerily intones Sinmore, waving to the power armored hero as he starts to take off for parts unknown. Artemis raises a hand to bid Sam farewell. "We'll meet again soon, I'm sure." She looks to the others. "Well, that was a successful 'mission', eh?"

Pyreus says, "Indeed. The first of many, I trust." "So. Why are we meeting at an outdoor obstacle course anyhow?" inquires a puzzled Sinmore. Pyreus says, "It's Sam's. This is where we found him." Artemis nods. "He was performing a ...semi-successful flight test. Before he started bouncing along all the obstacles." Sid waves to Sam and looks to the others, his leg slowly unpooling... "Well- was that a mission accomplished?" He inquires. "I would say so," Artemis says with a note of optimism. "Our work here is done." "That's a mission accomplished," agrees Sinmore to Sid. She smiles cheerily and twists around, clapping Pyreus and Artemis on the shoulders as she casts her fiery green gaze over the landscape around them. "So. What's our next stop on our little world tour?" Artemis gazes back towards the city and thinks on that. "We can see what trouble we can face. Or help teach Sid how to fight. Maybe these gangs Pyreus spoke of can be a test of our mettle." Sid deflates a little. "Aww- I was really hoping soemone was going to say karaoke." He admits as he stuffs his hands into his coat pockets and follows Artemis' look towards the city. Artemis looks to Sid with a tilt of her head. "Is that a type of Earthian martial art that you know?" she asks, intrigued. Pyreus says, "I was thinking beer..." "Beer and karaoke?" Sinmore looks a little defeated. Lightly, she claps Artemis on the shoulder again while she takes a step away from the others. "They just want to go get drunk and sing popular songs badly," explains Sinmore to Artemis as she plants her hands on her hips. Looking from one team member to the next, Sinmore pouts a little bit. "Come on, guys. Where's your sense of adventure? We're a brand new team of superhuman acquaintances. We should do something exciting! Something fun! Something will help us get to know one another better than booze and karaoke will do so that we can mesh as a team when it counts!" Sid takes a big, deep breath, puffing out his chest- and boy does it puff well after he draws all the goo pooled around his feet up into his body- and from there his puffed up chest. He holds it together thanks to Sinmore's rousing talk of adventure. He says a silent prayer for them all and this new venture and then nods. "I suppose there's no better test than to go by faith alone." Sid says with an agreeable nod. Artemis smiles brightly. "Ha HAH! That's more like it, heroes!" she says rousingly, fist in the air. "Let us go on an adventure!"

Pyreus says to Sinmore, "Well, more specifically, I was thinking of buying you a beer." "Oh! Well that's sweet of you to offer, Pyreus," replies Sinmore. She smiles cheerily at Pyreus while the others finally seem to come around to the adventure idea. The giantess plants a hand on Pyreus' shoulder and gives a squeeze while she steps generally toward the cityscape visible from the secluded obstacle course. "Well maybe I'll take you up on that after we get in a quickie adventure." Pyreus grins, "Sounds great to me!"

"Is everyone else just going to ignore... nevermind." Sid says. "Let's get in a 'quickie' guys!" He laughs before bouncing from leg to leg. The second bounce almost doubles his momentum so much he has to swing his arms in the air. "Woah- alright. That's going to really take some getting used to." He murmurs to himself.

Pyreus says, "So where should we go?"

"Ignore what, Sid?" inquires Sinmore, turning to look at the bouncing FlubberMan.

"Oh nothing. I'm not touching that with a ten-foot pole. I'm not nearly fireproof enough for that conversation." He says, apprehensively trying to hop on just one leg. Straight up, straight down. Easy. Second time? Got it. Thrid? For sure. FOurth- oh its getitng out of control. He puts his other leg down to absorb some of the bounce and finds that only makes things worse. He wobbles and flails his arms until he's about to crash into the ground face first.

"Wooooah Woahwoahwoah!" He shouts.

Sinmore reaches out to grab Sid by the shoulders as he seems to lose control of his bouncing. Looking puzzled, Sinmore isn't quite sure what Sid's talking about, but she seems happy enough to try to help keep Sid from inconveniencing or hurting himself with his bouncing.

"Whoa there. I've got you."

"Quite the bouncy one, aren't you?" Artemis chortles kindly.

"Heroes," ABI's voice suddenly echoes across all of their devices, save Artemis' alien technology. It startles Artemis for a moment as she looks about.

"Good, my systems indicate most of you are in the same location. We have a situation that calls for your assistance. If you believe you are ready for the field. Ms. Nash defers to your judgement on this."

Pyreus says, "What is the situation?"

Sinmore startles at the sound of ABI's voice as well. Blinking, she rummages around in the pockets of her jogging pants before producing her PDA. With a twist of her head, Sinmore brings up the holographic display for the device as she intones, "What's happening?"

"Police scanners indicate a robbery of an armored vehicle in Colonial Heights. Metahuman involvement. Police on the scene are requesting backup," ABI informs. "Current reports list one confirmed metahuman and three armed individuals."

Artemis glances to the east. "Colonial Heights. That's some way for us. But if we fly over the city, we may be able to get there to still be of some help."

"Well... I can't really fly..." mumbles Sinmore, frowning slightly as she glances around at the others.

Artemis smiles and holds out a hand. "Not a problem. I'm strong enough to carry both you and Sid, I wager."

Pyreus says, "Or I could carry Sid."

Pyreus thinks {Note to self: work out more.}

His bounding brought undercontrol by Talia's large, strong hands. He smiles gratefully- puffing his cheeks out. "I guess I am 'bouncy'. Thanks for the save, T. I suppsoe- I'll have to get used to these legs somehow. A 'quickie' is as good a time as any." He says with a shrug.

His left arm goops and splats against the ground. He tries to pull it back to his body- slowly but surely.

Sid doen't reach for his- since he can hear everyone else's. He just focuses on reeling his body back into control and not fall to peices becuse of nerves.

What he would do for a hottub to take a nap in. That sounds much better than an adventure- its tiring holding himself up for so long. He takes a deep breath and focuses on soldiering on- for his friends down at the community center.

His body quivers as he looks to Artemis and then Pyreus gratefully. "Oh- I'd love a ride." He says aloud. "I'm not picky. I just need a breather." His body quivers again.

Sinmore takes Artemis' outstretched hand. Looking over at Pyreus, Sinmore smiles and replies to him, "Thank you, Pyreus. I think it'd be best if you carried Sid."

Leaning over, Sinmore whispers to Althea, "I'm a lot heavier than I look."

"I won't tell," Artemis whispers back with a smile, clasping Sinmore solidly by the wrist. "Which way, ABI?"

"I'll provide turn by turn directions," ABI chimes amiably.

"Alright, then. Let's go!" She starts to take off, but she doesn't quite do the up, up, and away immediately. She actually gets yanked back down by Sinmore's weight. "Oof. I underestimated how much strength I'd need to carry you," Artemis confesses with some embarrassment.

Sid's legs wobble as he steps towards Pyreus, his arm more of a puddle the follows along with his main body. "Maybe... you guys should go on with out me. I didn't realize we'd been at this so long. I'm ... having a hard... time... holding myself..." And with that he splats down facefirst into the ground. His skeleton floating around in the mass of his oozey flesh. "together." He bubbles up with a sigh.

Sinmore's cheeks flush in spite of her rocky skin. It actually looks like her cheeks start to heat up from the inside as she finds herself preventing Artemis from gaining more than 3m in altitude. The Muspel Giantess glances away and reaches up with her other hand, offering it to Artemis as she mumbles something apologetic, but indistinct.

Letting out a heaving sigh, Sinmore's fiery hair suddenly starts to gutter out. Her rocky, basaltic flesh abruptly turns human-looking as continues to blush. Sinmore squeezes Artemis' hands and mumbles, "Does that help at all?"