Anya Antonovna Romanova Stark (anyastark) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-05-23 06:57:00

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anya stark, inactive - beetle, inactive - elise von strucker, inactive - jay macendale, inactive - molly hayes, inactive - rok lu, inactive - victor mancha, npc team - hydra, team - thunderbolts

There Goes the Neighborhood
The move to Cambridge had gone surprisingly smoothly. Anya had her two suits packed into shipping containers and packed onto a truck. Along with other various pieces of equipment, mainly computers and screens, and a trunk or two of her clothes. The ride up was uneventful as Anya followed the truck in her car.

The renovations to the old firehouse were almost done. There was still a little bit of work left to be done, but the place was liveable now and ready for the new team. It was an old firehouse with four floors for living space, a garage at the bottom and a expansive basement. Anya was claiming the basement area for her lab. It was the most open space in the building and could be secured better than the rest.

The ground floor was for vehicles. So far there was only her car, but she was sure there were more to come. The first floor was the kitchen and living area, the second a gym and a game room, and the other two floors were bedrooms. Each member would be able to have their own room along with an extra room for a guest room. It had come along quite nicely.

Moving day had arrived and one by one the members she had invited to join the team had arrived. Rooms where claimed and they put away belongings.

By the time dinner time rolled around, everyone was tired and no one wanted to cook. In Anya's case it was lack of skills which prevented her from cooking. So it was dinner out on Anya. They headed down the block to Cinderella's. It was Italian food and she was sure everyone could find something to eat.

They sat around the table and talked while they ate.

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neogoblin
2010-05-30 08:29 am UTC (link)

A nice distance away and in a secluded little alley, Jay meets his glider and gets changed into his gear. He really needs to find a way to carry it around with him more. Maybe he can get Anya to get him some of those Pym Particle things he heard so much about. Either way, it's not long till the Hobgoblin is flying back towards the restaurant.

Seeing a man on a rooftop with a gun across the street from said place catching the goblin's attention though. And since it's no one Jay recognizes, he smirks behind his mask.

With a little laugh, the man on the glider points a finger at Sergi and lets an electrical blasts fly at the man with the intention of knocking him out.

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onearmofhydra
2010-05-30 03:32 pm UTC (link)

"What the bloody hell is taking so long in there?" Sergei murmurs to himself.

He's focused on the door when he hears the sound of a plane. He tunes it out, focused on his goal, until he hears that laugh. He spares a glance from the door and sees what can only be described as a psycho on a glider.

Sergei rolls away from the blast, losing grip on his rifle. He reaches for his other gun, draws, and opens fire on this newcomer.

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neogoblin
2010-05-30 06:52 pm UTC (link)

With a grin showing the fangs the mask made him appear to have, Hobgoblin keeps moving to avoid the shots. He's got no problem if people think he's a psycho in costume. That tends to help sometimes.

"Sorry, but you'll need to try harder if you want to hit me!" he calls, taking a pumpkin bomb out. He sends it flying but aims for the area around Sergi instead of right for him. The reason why becomes obvious on impact. It's a regurgitant gas bomb, Hobgoblin trying to make his enemy sick enough to lose his lunch. He's a jerk like that sometimes.

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	einszweidrei 2010-05-31 04:09 am UTC (link)
	"My family disgusts me. Wouldn't it disgust you to know that you were born from deliberate, sanctioned, ENCOURAGED incest? Take your bruises and your cronies and go tell my grandfather to sit and spin." Her left hand glowed. Flight was NOT going to be a power selection this evening. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2010-05-31 04:12 am UTC (link)
	Iron Girl came out of the back. She noticed the big man bearing down the girl and the man she was talking to. Wanting to keep damage to a minimum, she opted to not use repulsors and headed right for the man. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	onearmofhydra 2010-05-31 04:14 am UTC (link)
	Krimmler pulled a small pistol and shot it. It was only tranq darts. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

onearmofhydra
2010-05-31 04:34 pm UTC (link)

Sergei sees the bomb explode and realizes it's gas. All right, so this one has tricks. No problem.

Sergei takes one last breath of fresh air, fires off two more shots, and heads for the rooftop access door thirty feet away. He doesn't beeline for it, as he doesn't want to give this freak a clear shot.

If he can get inside the building he's in, he can at least change his game plan and warn the others.

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	dont_bug_me 2010-05-31 09:27 pm UTC (link)
	Sydney hadn't felt so helpless in a long time. Dammit. Damn it all... (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	neogoblin 2010-06-01 01:07 am UTC (link)
	With one shot ricocheting off his glider and the other striking his armor, Hobgoblin curses. Taking out another bomb, he scowls when he sees where his enemy is going. "Bombs away!" he calls, tossing a bomb that'll spread into an oil slick on impact to trip Sergi up. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgenrunaways 2010-06-01 01:23 am UTC (link)
	There's a faint crackling in the air, followed by what seems like a localized thunderstrike. The blast hits in Sergei's direction. "Yeah... I'm thinking you with the guns should just stop right there." Victor smirks, energy still surging around him. "Or else you'll have to deal with my friend." He nods to the hat-wearing girl at his side. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princessbruiser 2010-06-01 01:48 am UTC (link)
	Molly grinned, her eyes glowing purple. "Yup,"she said, "And no one wants that, right?" Though really? Villain NEVER picked the easy way. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	onearmofhydra 2010-06-01 02:19 am UTC (link)
	As backup and ready for a rumble, Sandor grinned nastily and used his bulk to muscle his way through and keep the nosy bastards out of their way. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	anyastark 2010-06-01 02:22 am UTC (link)
	Hello Sandor. Meet power armor punch. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

man_of_energy
2010-06-01 02:41 am UTC (link)

The men's bathroom door flies open off it's hinges, Rok glowing green and with his radiation mask on (and just his suit and tie beyond that). So it's not the best secret identity, who cares? Reed Richards never needed one.

It takes time for Man of Energy to build up strength. Unlike his father, he actually CARES if people could get caught in the fallout of gathering up radiation into his muscles. So he had to build up slow, to not let anyone suddenly throw up or get cancer.

And whoever that chunzhu was that locked the door to the men's room was getting a punch to the jaw too.

Seeing Anya punching Sandor in the face just got Rok ready to fight more.

This team is about redemption. But right now, I want to try things my father's way. The minute Miss Anya is out of the way, I'm going to think like Rutherford and Gatling experimented together.

For most people, that means a lot of concussion blasts in rapid succession.

Radioactive Concussion Blasts that make you vomit. Yep. That may get messy.

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onearmofhydra
2010-06-01 03:24 am UTC (link)

"Mission abort; unknowns on field." Sergei says into his comm, mildly annoyed.

The brat wasn't supposed to have back up, and now they had freaks coming out of the woodwork. He stops short of the oil slick bomb, but the blast at his head forces him to turn around see who his attackers are.

"Oh, really? Well, forgive me if your advice is taken with a grain of salt or two. You all must feel pretty tough with a three on one going, eh?" he says. He hasn't put down his gun.

When he sees the purple-eyed girl, he smirks.

"Really? What is the midget here gonna do? Bite my ankles until I say uncle?"

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	onearmofhydra 2010-06-01 03:25 am UTC (link)
	Dammit. The Boss was not going to be happy at all. Krimmler made a break for the door. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgenrunaways 2010-06-01 03:28 am UTC (link)
	Victor just smiles. "Molly... sic 'im." He turns his own attention to the next figure breaking out the front door. Energy crackles around one hand as he readies himself. "Hola." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	onearmofhydra 2010-06-01 03:47 am UTC (link)
	Sandor didn't like the little armored person's way of saying hello and he was not happy he wouldn't get to say hello back, but the retreat call was not to be ignored. He makes a fast exit. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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