Streets of Hope

Mary's power move happened over the course of about ten minutes, as a number of gray SUVs pulled into a nearby parking garage. Then, in ones and twos, men and women in gray suits walked into the diner and took the remaining empty stools and booths; most were white, some were of Indian descent, all o...

Whoever this fellow was, he was awfully cheerful. Abraham had to work against the ingrained distrust of overly enthusiastic people that was resurfacing with all these reminders of his homeland; being around Charles for so long had worn it down, but without that one around? All bets were off. "P...

Abraham had a generally well-ordered mind, he had been told what to expect... yet he still caught himself immersed in the sensation of an old familiarity. The smell of the sea made him smile, the voices and music on the radio as he went about his morning procedures. It wasn't until he saw the bottle...

Preston hurried over to catch Carrie before she left, beckoning to Charles on the way. "Gonna need a lot of missiles," he told them in a low voice, trying not to look too happy at the prospect of shooting down morons. "You two can deliver? No worries over money, not since..." Not...

"Staying in Hope," Preston declared. "Gonna fly chopper, shoot morons."

"I'll help too, of course," Marius added.

Charles looked uncertain. "I'll be at Magnus Tower, I'm guessin'?" and he looked to Three for confirmation.

"Abe's a'ready plannin' ter hit up London, though," Charles pointed out, "s'why he left early, 'member?" Marius was quick to pick up on the subtleties at hand, though outwardly he rolled his eyes. "Where IS dear Wormsy, anyway? Also off getting ready for London?" "...

"If it comes down to it, we could fight back as hard as anyone," Marius noted in regards to power levels. "The issue would be getting the fight away from collateral damage, and I'm sure they'll use that against us." "Cuz we're the 'good guys', right?" Charles asked sarc...

Charles and Marius eyed each other up. "I think we're too tall to be Meris and too skinny to be Nereus," Marius noted, "and with Hauser behind the stick he couldn't play the part. Unless you did a stint with the Marine Corps back in the 80s, Milady?" "How long would illusion...

Yo L, hope you're having a good one. Happy birthday my dude xD

Marius turned to Preston and Gomez. "Hauser, you've got a pilot's license, right? And weren't you just bragging about having a Marine chopper that hadn't been decommissioned yet?" "Well." Preston looked nervous, and scratched the back of his neck. "Sort of? AH-1W, phased out...