Log:Riftgate - Jefferson's America

Riftgate 1 - Jefferson's America 2008/02/09 	 Lorelei Diamond Rebound Narosia 1

Prelude:
During the Summer of Wild Rifts in 2057 many uncontrolled rifts opened up in Colonial Bay City. One such rift was connected to a dimension in which metas were unknown and America had fragmented into many small independant entities. The rift was located in Past Times Coffee Shop. Entering through the rift into our dimension a squad of SWAT agents of the CBPA (Colonial Bay Protective Association) was hardly noted since they caused no trouble. Among the SWAT agents were younger versions of the Markham twins, and visiting on one occasion was an older version of Lorelei. The older version of Lorelei was known as the Mediator on her home dimension and greatly respected.

The rifts were finally closed by the successful intervention of the local heroes into an ongoing feud between two extremely powerful immortals. All seemed quiet on the dimensional rift front until the younger versions of the Markham twins appeared once again in Past Times Coffee Shop. They explained that since the opening of the rift between our dimension and their own instances of people developing superpowers were occuring in their dimension. The opinion of their superiors was that something from our dimension was causing this and they had been sent to seek assistance in stopping the chaos that was caused by the sudden appearence od metas in a world unprepared for them.

Shortly after the re-appearence of the younger twins, the Mediator came to our dimension and spoke to Lorelei. The events related here follow that meeting and the arrangements during it.

The Journey Begins
Jennie and Jessie are seated at a table waiting for Lorelei and her friends to arrive. They are sipping coffees and reading through a book borrowed from the Gym, a weapons training manual.

Lorelei arrives at last. She pauses a bit inside the door, wondering if she'll be beset by people who haven't yet heard of her return.

Valencia steps into the coffee shop a little after Lorelei, and then blinks to see her. "Wow. She's back."

Jennie smiles and waves. "Hello. Dead on time. Is anyone else coming?"

Alex comes in the door after Val and Lorelei. "Lorelei!" he says, sounding a bit winded, "You're back... are you ok?"

Lorelei says, "Yes, I'm back, I'm ok - didn't my message get through?"

Jessie grins at Alex's hurried entrance.

Narosia had not even heard Lorelei was missing and walks past with customary hello, unsurprised. Clutching a paticular wrapped object to her chest looking suspiscously book shaped, the girl orders her usual hot chocolate. Naturally too late for hearing either party speak and thus gain insight.

Valencia grins at Lorelei. "I guess it wasn't a daring escape or I'd have heard about it on the news."

Jessie asks, "Lorelei, we have a schedule planned out. Would you like to check it and see if you're ok with it?"

Lorelei says, "You didn't think a little like like being kidnapped by three supervillains was going to keep me down - and I like to think it was a daring thing, a little too close for comfort, it's just...." She looks over to the twins. "That's *now*?!"

Jessie nods. "Yes. The gate is going to be open for the next ten minutes more or less."

Lorelei pales a bit and goes over to where Jenn and Jess are. "I sorry, I lost track of time - things have been... difficult..

Lorelei says, "I'd better see that schedule...."

Valencia hmms? "Gate? Schedule?"

Alex says, "Hey Val. Hey, Narosia... Yes. It's a bit of a story. Guys, meet Jennie and Jessie... they might look a little familiar."

Lorelei says, "I've been asked to help out in another world.... Um, I'm not sure I have time to explain...."

The girls exchange glances and Jennie asks worriedly, "If it still going to be ok? The idea is to go through now. There are rooms booked at the hotel where the meetings are taking place. Best hotel in the city, the Ayn Rand Hotel. If we go now there will be an hour before the first event, a formal dinner of welcome for the visitors."

Valencia looks at the Twins again. "Oh. I think...maybe we met? During that rift thing..."

Lorelei says, "It'll have to be now, then. In a way that's easier: I don't have to explain my absence if people don't know I'm back. I'll just have to leave a quick message for those who do know I'm back though..."

Jessie continues the tale, "The first of the meetings is the following afternoon so we can go sight-seeing in the morning."

Narosia turns on her heel, mug placed in left hand. Strange she penetrates part the matter quickly, "Another realm?" She propositions, glancing at the pair curiously. Less question than outright statment, which barely a struggle accepting the whole thing.

Lorelei pulls out her PDA to do just that while doing her best to pay attention.

Alex nods to Narosia. "An infinite number of them exist. Jennie and Jessie come from an alternate version of Earth that got connected to our world during the rift incident last year."

Jessie says, "The formal dinner is formal. Black tie and evening wear. The hotel has dress suitable for hiring if you don't have anything on hand."

Lorelei nods. "I'll have to do that. Best anyway, since I don't know if fashions are much different there."

Narosia blinks, "Why are you going to another...universe Lorelei? That part I am bemused by."

Lorelei says, "Because I was asked to help!"

Alex pulls out his PDA. "Just need to make a few phone calls. I need to get a sitter for Scotty, call University, and let SG I'll be taking my vacation now."

Lorelei says, "You're coming then, Alex? I'd be really glad to have you along!"

Valencia hmms, remaining silent for the moment as she crosses her arms.

Jessie lifts a pack onto the table and opens it. In the pack are several pistols of varying sizes in belt and shoulder holsters. "You'd better pick something suitable before you go through. We brought these because we figured you probably wouldn't have any to hand seeing nobody wears them over in this dimension."

Lorelei says, "Guns?! I uh... don't do guns."

Whole thing speaking for itself, Narosia blinks again. Then pales if such deed physically is possible, finding a overly quiet voice after moments worth of silence. "Er, good luck Alex."

The twins laugh. "You're the Mediator. You won't need to wear one."

Lorelei says, "Good."

Alex nods to Lorelei. "You bet." He looks to Narosia. "They've been having troubles in their dimension ever since our worlds crossed paths..."

Alex says, "There were no superpowers in their world, but after the incident, superpowers started to pop up. I think there may be something extradimensional in nature that's causing the superpowers to occur. I might be the best bet to figure out what's going on."

Valencia blinks. "So we don't have doubles there?"

Lorelei says, "I do, anyway. It's her I'm going through to help."

Narosia nods unhappily in return, "Will you promise..." Apt timing stops the original speech and twists it subtly "...to come back and return that book once you finish sorting everything?" The girl frowns slightly, "Are our doubles appearing from thin air there suddenly?"

"We might, Valencia. Case in point.." Alex says, as he points to the young twins. Narosia thinks. o O (I cannot offer to come. A small party would possibly work best in this scenario.)

Jennie nods to Valencia, "My sister and I have doubles in your dimension." She tells Lorelei, "The Mediator has gone to a cabin up in the hills to be alone while she works through the problem she's having. She'll be on the end of a Cellphone if you want to talk to her."

Lorelei says, "So this evening is just the reception? What will I have to do?"

Lorelei says, "Um... does everyone know I'm not really her?"

Valencia nods at Alex. "Well, yeah, I guess...Just alternate histories, then?" She just shakes her head. "Messing around in other dimensions is a bad idea."

Jessie nods. "It will be obvious. I mean you look just like her only younger. The city is going to be introducting you as the Mediator's younger sister if that is agreeable."

Lorelei nods. "Makes sense, I guess. Though still, there could be troubles. I just don't know enough about your world!"

Alex responds to Valencia. "You get used to it. Besides, they've asked for our help."

Jennie assures Lorelei, "All you'll have to do at the reception is say hello to people and keep anyone from losing their temper."

Narosia shrugs at Valencia, "Time's a sturdy healer Madam. Worry not."

Lorelei nods. "I should be able to manage that."

Valencia nods at Narosia. "Not saying it isn't...But still. I guess it's not possible to persuade anyone otherwise."

Jessie checkes her watch, "We don't have long before they have to shut the gate down. It overheats or something technical like that."

[To Valencia] Lorelei says, "I can't see it's any worse than messing around in our dimension, in principle."

Lorelei nods. "Better get a move on then. I've sent my message."

Valencia shrugs. "I wouldn't want them messing in our dimension either."

The twins ask, "Who's coming?"

Alex says, "I am."

Alex starts typing away on his PDA, sending a message. "Here on Earth, we have a number of alien visitors. Some of them are bad, like the Horde Queen. Some of them are good, like Skysabre. I plan on being like the latter."

"Uh..." Biting her lip fiercely, Narosia blurts what plagues her mind "I would like to offer coming along too. Please. I must...protect my interests." It sounds harsh, echoing inside her ears so she adds "This might begin to make up for my abysmal record helping with the Horde Queen." Lying never came easy, 'specially tonight. The stuttering pause between words gives the game away.

Valencia seems to think for a moment, and then shakes her head. "I can't just disappear for a few days and make people worry. In the end that's more important than messing in any dimension."

Lorelei looks at Narosia in some surprise - that was unexpected! Particularly given she didn't follow the reason at all. She looks at Alex, who know Narosia better (she thinks).

Narosia says, "I can become your hidden eyes and ears Miss Lorelei."

Alex smiles to Narosia. "You don't have to, if you don't want to, Narosia. But it would be cool to have you along."

Lorelei smiles: if Alex thinks it would be good to have Narosia along, she trusts his judgement.

Jennie picks out a pair of pistols and hands one to Alex and the other to Narosia. "Those ought to be suitable."

"Well, good luck, everyone." Valencia wishes the others. "I'll keep an eye out for you."

Alex waves his hand, declining. "Not really my sort of thing." He looks to Valencia. "Depending on the time-dilation, we may be back before you know it." He winks.

Olivia comes into the coffee shop, humming softly to herself. She takes her sunglasses off and glances around with her faceted eyes and sees a couple familiar faces. She heads over towards them and dips her head, "Looks like I catch you as you are leaving," she says to Valencia, and then looks and dips her head against to Alex.

Valencia turns to leave and almost runs into Olivia. "Hey!" She greets. "These guys could probably use someone like you...I need to head out but we should catch up sometime, ok?"

Narosia blushes, peering-well, a mixture of squinting plus peering at the gun, tracing fingers over the hard heavy shell. It joins together seamlessly. Doubly how compact. "I must also decline. This weapon is beyond my experience." The rejected gun lands with a heavy thud onto nearest table.

Jessie holds the pistol out again. "Alex, if you aren't wearing you'll be disrespected. You'll be expected to be at the beck and call of anyone wearing and there will be problems since you won't know how to react."

Jessie tells Narosia. "The same for you."

Lorelei frowns. "Better wear it. There's no need to use it."

Narosia thinks. o O (They allowed me along. No pushing my luck.)

"When in Rome, I guess", Alex says. "Now which way do I point it?" he jokes, but in a normal tone of voice.

Alex takes the pistol from Jessie.

Jennie nods. "Good. This is the handle and this is what you point at the other person."

Pistol clumsily picked wrong way round Narosia nods once, "Blending in with a weapon. I never imagined such a event would happen."

Lorelei says, "Autre pays, autre moeurs."

Lorelei may not know French as such, but she's well-read enough to know a few phrases.

"Wow." Alex says lifting the gun to feel its weight. "I feel sexier already. The name's Winters. Alex Winters."

Olivia nods and smiles to Val and moves over at the others, "Alright, you could use my help?" she asks as she looks at them all and then focuses on Jennie and Jessie and blinks for a moment.

Valencia moves to leave the coffee shop then, but not without a look back to those she's leaving being.

Jessie tells the gathering. "We have a car to take you to the hotel. We're on duty so we won't be at the dinner. Which is a shame. Never been in that hotel. It's the best in the city and named after one of the heroes of the Second Revolution."

[To Olivia] Lorelei says, "Depends. You up to a working vacation in another dimension, leaving it not more than two minutes?"

[Speaking Latin] Narosia says, "Blend and acquire hm."

Lorelei says to Jessie, "I'm going to need a crash course in history and geography tonight. Just to make sure I don't put my foot in it utterly."

Lorelei says, "Don't worry about sleep - I've already slept more than enough for this week."

Olivia nods, "I believe that would work, it isn't like I really have ties, to anything." she thinks for a moment, "Another dimension?" she blinks a little.

Alex nods. "Lorelei, I can help you study up. We can get a commlink going so I can fill you in on anything tricky." He looks to Jessie. "I'll take whatever you have on the history, geography, and culture."

Alex looks to Narosia and smiles. "Ready?"

Jennie sorts out a third pistol and hands it to Diamond. "Here. Wear this."

[To Olivia] Lorelei says, "If you really can leave this minute, it'd be great to have you along. This is *supposed* to be a diplomatic mission, but, well, things can go wrong!"

Narosia smiles back. A proper, dimples added smile that says with certain clarity yes, she indeed was ready. Such mood deserves a joke however bad. "Wherever you go Mr Winters, I must follow. Our headhunters have your number."

Jessie opens the door of the ladies cloakroom. "The rift is in the last cubicle in the row. I'll be waiting back home for you." She walks inside the cloakroom.

Olivia looks at the gun, "I need some background to know why this is needed." she looks at the gun and then buckles it on. She nods to Lorelei, "Well given that sounds like all will have guns, good to have someone with my...talents."

Lorelei nods to Olivia. "Come on guys, let's go, before their portal machine overheats!" And she heads into the ladies'. "They could have had the decency to open another portal for Alex in the gents," she comments as she goes.

Jennie says, "It's in the Constitution. The right to bear arms shall not be impeded. Every citizen over the age of Responsibility is expected to carry a pistol at least."

Alex smiles to Narosia and finishes putting the gun on. He follows Lorelei inside. "Ah so /this/ is what it looks like..."

There's a slight but noticeable twisting sensation as you pass through the rift. On the other side the ladies cloakroom is largely filled by machinery. Jessie is waiting with a couple of whitecoated people.

Olivia moves to follow them in and smiles a bit, "I always got a kick out of that one when they first wrote it, thought they meant everyone had a right not to have thier arms cut off." she shakes her head a bit.

Jennie smiles, "Welcome to Jefferson's America. Colonial Bay City welcomes you."

Lorelei tries to take in her surrounding quickly while clearing out the way for the next person. She's not sure how this works but she doesn't fancy someone materialising inside her. "Thank you."

Knowing zero about Presidents Narosia merely nods, accepting the greetings mid-way through fumbling this stubborn clip for the gun...

Olivia nods and shakes her head a bit, "So is it the present timeline, just different, or more a past time?" she asks as she moves more out and smiles a bit.

Lorelei says, "Good question - what is the year here?"

When everyone is through the technical people shut down the Rift. Jennie and Jessie lead you out into the coffee shop on their dimension. It looks much the same. It's open for business with customers seated at tables. The dress style is slightly different in a way that's hard to define. Outside in the street the cars are less streamlined and most seem to be armored to some degree. Everyone you see is armed, most with pistols but some are carrying rifles or SMGs.

Jessie says "It's 2058."

Lorelei says, "Good, that makes things simple."

Alex nods to Jessie absently, taking a moment to absorb the surroundings.

Lorelei glances at the armour and says, "I feel a bit underdressed."

There's a black limo, stretched version, parked outside the coffee shop. "That's our car. It will take you to the hotel."

Olivia nods and looks at Jessie and then the others, "And their views on...people with gifts?" she taps herself curious as she asks Jessie softly.

Jessie grins, "We'll see you tomorrow morning. We'll take you sight seeing."

Lorelei says, "Metas are new here - within the last year new. Still... to be determined, I think you can say."

Narosia surveys the coffee shop and soon this limo they will sit inside, sweat prickling temples. "I-inside there...?" She murmurs, barely taking into account her dress code for this dinner.

Jennie sighs, "There is a bit of hostility from some people," she admits, "while other people think it's wonderful. So mixed reactions."

Alex says, "Diamond, metas are just starting to pop up in this world."

"In there, yes. Don't worry." Lorelei has experience in getting into and out of limos without looking out of place. And she hides the fact that she's looking out for trouble out the corner of her eys as she goes. For every diplomatic mission, there are bound to be some people who want to sabotage it....

Alex climbs into the limo as well. "How do I get onto the 'Net here?"

The car drives you to a large and very luxurious hotel. Parking outside the front doors the driver hurries around to open the door of the limo for Lorelei. "The reception desk has your rooms arranged." he says, "Evening dress can be hired. The receptionist can arrange for that too."

Lorelei thinks. o O (I wonder if Cliff would have come if I asked. Still, there wasn't time.)

"Um..." Narosia speed slides her way into the open doors on this sleek machine, huddling on spacious padded seating.

Lorelei says, "Thank you."

Olivia nods and slips her sunglasses back on and pulls her coat tighter, Her diamond faceted eyes are hidden but her slightly sparkly skin and hair are always visible. She nods, "So like when I was considered a witch by some, or demon." she shakes her head and chuckles a bit. She nods, "Not sure I have had anything fancy."

Lorelei tries to correlate what she sees with her own Colonial Bay.

The entrance lobby of the hotel is huge, and fabulously decorated. The place lives up to it's reputation as the best hotel in the city. Not quiet though. There a lot of people in the reception. Most are wearing football jackets, the CHHS team colors.

Lorelei says to the others, "We'd better see about the clothing right away, if the reception is so soon. Hopefully we can be briefed while we're getting fitted.

Lorelei says, "Why the football jackets?"

Narosia stays staring at the plush floor, obviously uneasy travelling inside what thrums with palpable 'life', fidgeting. The grey dress would not she had gathered, pass muster...she had left it anyway, dumped in the corner. Odd how this place felt like 'home' but added a sharp edge twist.

Alex and Lorelei notice something on entering the hotel lobby. A youth in a wheelchair. His back is towards you. He is surrounded by three youths in football jackets, a tall well built youth, an overweight thuggish type, and a very tall thin youth. The three are prodding the youth in the wheelchair and speaking to him. From the leers on the face of the two you can see from the front and the crouched cringing posture of the person in the wheelchair they are not complimenting him.

Alex comments quietly. "The more things change, the more things remain the same." He nods his head indicating three jocks trying to intimidate a youth in a wheelchair. He starts to walk over to the group people. "Howdy." he says to them.

The driver leading you over to the reception desk explains to Lorelei, "It's a celebration dinner for the CHHS football team. They won the Eastern Seaboard Bowl."

Olivia nods, "Well we should go and get ready and dressed and then return, yes?"

Lorelei says, "Oh, excellent! Yes, we should hire evening dress immediately."

Over to one side a group of youths stare at Lorelei. The third of the youths turns to see what his friends are looking at and his attention is captured too. His face is familiar to some. It's Matt Regent's double.

More startlingly, the person in the wheelchair is wearing Alex's face.

The youths stop Alex when he gets close. Until then they were staring at Lorelei. They look at him, glance back at the person in the wheelchair, and look at Alex again, puzzlement starting to appear on their faces.

The person in the wheelchair says disbelievingly, "You're me!"

Lorelei sees about making the necessary arrangements, hoping her little stunt and Alex-1 will have sorted out the Alex-in-wheelchair problem, at least for now.

Narosia turns her head, staring the wheelbound boy right in his face. After a brief spanned consideration, the girl walks over towards the three jocks, reaching on tip-toes to tap what she thinks the ringleader is on his shoulder. "Excuse me." Sliver of ice applies perfectly here regarding her voice. "Who are you?"

Olivia cocks her head to the side and shakes it a bit, "Well at least I probably don't have to worry about seeing myself." she shakes her head and looks a bit suprised.

Lorelei thinks. o O (Careful, people. I hate bullying too, but this is a diplomatic mission - we'd better not start any fights!)

Alex is just as surprised. "Ah... er... And you're me..."

Over at the reception the hotel staff are falling over themselves to arrange whatever Lorelei asks for. There's a growing silence as people spot Lorelei and the looks on faces all around her range from admiration to awe.

Lorelei says quietly to Olivia, "You never know. The me here isn't the same age as me."

Bubba is dumb but not a coward. Just a bully. He steps forward and starts to speak. Then his eyes go to the gun at Alex's side and he looks surprised.

Olivia nods and keeps an eye on things and shakes her head, "You sure, I am centuries old," she whispers back to Lorelei and chuckles a little.

Lorelei says, "Just said, you never know...."

Matt Regent-2 steps forward to confront Alex, "Who are you?" The tone of voice is arrogant and demanding.

Alex looks down to the gun that he's wearing, following Bubba's gaze. He looks up to Bubba, meeting his gaze with his own to quietly portray his own confidence. He ignores Matt-2's question for now, instead turning to Alex-2. "You alright?"

Lorelei casually looks the ground of student over for other people she knows as she makes preparations, more from curiosity than anything.

Alex-2 nods shakily. There's a fresh bruise forming on his face and this close Alex can see a twitching in Alex-2's body and limbs from a nervous disorder. "Yes. They hadn't really started."

Matt-2 pushes Bubba to one side, "I'm not used to being ignored." he snarls harshly to Alex.

Olivia looks at Lorelei and then smiles a little, "Looks like this could be fun, need me for anything?" she asks softly.

Narosia draws her mouth, features tightened. "Not started..." A baleful gaze fixes on Bubba, bubbling anger at his bruised contenance letting several wisps curl from her hands. When Bubba's shoved, the girl passes her annoyance to Matt number two. "Talk respectfully and you will not be." She softly comments.

Lorelei says, "Have fun. Just don't break anyone - we're on a peace mission."

Alex's eyes narrow as he catches sight of the bruise on Alex-2's face. He steps behind the wheelchair, preparing to walk his wheelchair-bound duplicate away from the others. "We should get that looked at. Let me give you a lift. There are some people I'd like you to meet."

Nils-2 steps up beside Matt-2 and faces off with Narosia. Nils-2 has a strange weapon in a shoulder holster. It does not look like a ballistic weapon.

Matt-2 steps in front of the wheelchair to block the way. His hand drops to hover above the butt of his belt hostered pistol. "Whoever you are you're not wanted here. I'll give you one chance to leave." he tells Alex angily.

Olivia blinks and there of course is the rub, Olivia would have severe problems here on a regular basis. She just hopes that no one pulls their guns. She reaches them, "Hello boys." she says to Matt and Nils 2. She stretches a little, her large frame pulling her outfit a bit tight. It would be obvious that she has a gun as well but she makes no move towards it. She would wink at the boys but them she has her sunglasses on. "Oh now you don't want to do that boys."

Other people in the lobby are quickly clearing out of the potential lines of fire if shooting starts.

Alex stalls. "Look... I don't want to start a fight..."

Bubba steps up alongside his friends making it three facing three.

Matt-2 grins at what he takes as backing down by Alex. "Go away now then. And leave the gimp. We haven't finished talking to him."

Lorelei comments as if to the crowd, "Oh, I do hope they're not going to do anything to sully the good name of the school on *this* night of all nights."

Nils and Bubba looks over at the young Mediator and hesitate. Matt-2 remains focused on Alex.

Olivia smiles a little and moves to kiss Matt's cheek, "Why don't you and your friends go get something to drink and relax a bit." it seems she is more flirting than anything else, and why not? She looks to still be in her teens, late teens but still. And while not as attractive as Lorelei she isn't some spring chicken either.

Alex says, "No. We're leaving together. We're with her."

Alex nods to indicate the 'Mediator'.

Matt-2 grins as Olivia comes closer and makes a grab for her. "Ok, you can have the gimp. I'll take the girl."

An older man comes over to the group. He is the CHHS footbal coach. "Iceman," he speaks to the leader of the youths, "They're with the Mediator's party."

Matt-2 snarls, "I'm wearing. Nobody tells me what to do. Not you. Not her."

Narosia narrows her glare and something much subtler than her normal transformation changes after Matt refuses to budge. A slow grin spreads, revealing teeth catching the light unsettlingly. "Leave her be." Bringing her hand down she swats at Matt ineffectually but there's no mistaking anger simmering below the charged gesture.

Olivia smiles as she is grabbed seeming not to mind, "Sounds find to me, why don't you guys go." she says to Alex and smiles at the coach too.

Alex nods ot Olivia and to Narosia as well. "Thanks." He starts to wheel Alex-2 over towards Lorelei.

Matt-2 grins evilly, "Jackpot time. Bubba find us some beers. Nils, let's find a room."

Lorelei thinks. o O (Ok, maybe break him just a little. Just not too much.)

Alex-2 looks back. He lifts a twitching hand, "You have to do something. Your friend is in danger." he gets out past a speech defect.

Lorelei says, "Danger? Why?"

Alex-2 warns, "Iceman's going to.. She'll be hurt. Real bad."

[Speaking Latin] Narosia says, "...Calm. Stay focused..."

Olivia looks at Matt, and smiles, "Iceman, I like the sound of that, why do they call you Iceman?" she asks and just seems to smile a bit.

Lorelei says, "She'll be all right. She's tougher than she looks."

Lorelei thinks. o O (I hope.....)

Matt-2 holds onto Olivia making sure she 'cannot' get away. "I'm the quarterback. I'm the Iceman because I'm as cool as ice on the field. Don't worry, I get real hot when it's the right time."

"Madam..." Narosia is torn between stepping between the pair and leaving Olivia since she acts like one holding a plan. Unluckily her powers disagree, begging to lash out. Speaking in a voice choked by seeming fear, Narosia touches Matt lightly. "Iceman sir, whatever you desire to be attired namewise...stop. Now. Pick on someone who can fight back equally."

Alex-2 still looks back at where Matt-2 is dragging Olivia off towards the elevators. "Are you sure? There's three of them and they aren't nice people at all."

Lorelei asks Alex-2, "Do any of them have superpowers?"

Narosia thinks. o O (This is a peace mission...but how far should we let them go? I won't let her be taken hostage.)

Matt-2 laughs, "Hey, two of them. Bubba can have this one. She's as ugly as he is." and makes a grap for Narosia with his other hand.

Olivia looks at Narosia, "Things are fine dear, go talk to Lorelei and Alex, they can explain." she says softly. She looks at Matt and lowers her sunglasses to stare into his eyes with her gem-faceted ones, "Are you sure you could handle me?" she asks softly, moving to stop his grab for Naroisa.

Alex-2 is puzzled for a moment, then it clicks, "Comic Book powers? No, I don't think so. Not many people have developed them." There is a hint of suppressed envy in his voice at the last statement.

Lorelei says quietly to Alex-2, "Then I very much doubt she has anything to worry about."

Matt-2 lets go of Olivia like she just turned into a rattlesnake. "Jeez. She's one of the freaks." Hurling himself back a pace he starts drawing his pistol with hatred on his face.

Olivia shakes her head, "You had to go and ruin the mood." she says, "I would not draw the gun, that might just piss me off when you tickle me with it." she says and smiles.

Alex-2 reaches out to grab Alex to empathize his words, "You have to help her. Icem... owwww!" His voice stops as his hand gets to a few millimetres from Alex's wrist and a spark jumps across the gap with a sensation like a static shock for both.

Alex jumps slightly at the shock. "She can handle herself. Just watch," he explains.

"Ugly?" Narosia exhibits little offense, fortune blessing her no vainity. But his gun drawing catches her attention far quicker, the girl whipping round fast enough to give hair whiplash to anyone close. Her body aims to smash into his body moments overlate, wimpily kicking the hateful man's ankle.

The roaring blam of a pistol shot fills the lobby. Shocked cries are followed by gasps of amazement as Olivia stands unmoved. The only indication she was stuck being a small hole in her dress.

Nils pulls Matt-2 away. He goes snarling back that it isn't over.

[Speaking Latin] Narosia says, "Weak minded...idiots. Running off already as well."

Alex-2 looks at the group around him... "You're from another dimension aren't you?"

Olivia shakes her head as he starts to move thanks to the friend pulling him back. Her hand darts out and she grabs...the gun, she crushes the barrel, "I wouldn't try to shoot that again, and just let it go, I have no wish to hurt you. Just here for a friendly chat."

Alex says, "Yep. I can tell you about it a bit later."

Matt-2 looks at the crushed barrel and stops resisting Nil's efforts to pull him away.

Once their diseased auras no longer inhabit the same airspace, Narosia mentally collects herself into place, banishing merest hint of rage at them and joins the two Alex's, nodding apologetically.

Alex-2 smiles, "I'd like that."

The tension vanished, the lobby returns to it's previous activities. Little further attention is given to the events, although a few people are giving Olivia glances.

Lorelei says, "Now then, let's get on with business...."

Olivia smiles and shakes her head a bit as she wanders back over to the others and smiles, "They put a hole in my dress." she sighs a bit.

The receptionist holds out keys, "We have you in adjacent rooms. Tailors and fitters will be waiting to measure you for evening dress. The dinner starts in thirty seven minutes, Welcome to the Ayn Rand Hotel."

Lorelei says, "Thank you."

[To Olivia] Lorelei says, "Come on - the hole won't be a problem, for tonight at least."

Narosia says, "My dress has wear left. Spare your tailors effort Madam."

Lorelei grins as they head to the rooms, "And if the budget stretches to fetching us from another world, I don't think we need stint on the clothes.