Society of Justice 3: Crisis on the Earth

[tsatoma]

Leland kneeled down next to Nuke and looked over the damage before looking over at the broke controller. "I'm surprised that controller could do all this damage, I thought those things were pretty fragile last I checked. Guess he just got whacked a few times in the face and was left here for us," Leland said to no one in particular, getting a few squawks from Talbot, "Oh so you did some of this too when you broke out of the freezer? Good boy keeping him from escaping~! So what are we going to do with him? Keep him down in the secure basement prison thing that I had never even heard of until today, throw him out and hope he doesn't kill anyone when he wakes up, or whatever is plan C?"

 

[socialtangent]

"I say we lock Nuke up for now and have the Doctor look at him...when we find him, that is," Levi said as he backed from the severely beaten man. "And I think Taryn has a point. Maybe we should check the Infirmary to see if the Doctor's hiding there..."

Levi's words trailed off as he became aware of a faint sound coming from the general direction of the Infirmary. Oddly enough, it sounded like a mix of sobbing and feral animal snarls. Raising his eyebrow, Levi nodded towards the double doors on the other side of the lounge. "Anyone else hear that?" he asked.

 

[elementsoul]

Tyson hear Katie mumble something but let it go as more important things had to happen right now. Everyone moved into the lounge and Tyson followed. Most people were paying attention to the bloody pulp people were calling nuke when Taryn asked about the Doctor's location and Levi pointed out the noises. As Tyson started walking away he came up with a reasonable plan C. "I'll go find the Doctor. And Leland I say plan C should be sedating him, using the few minutes you get where the person won't lie to get the Union's plans, and the location of our missing stuff if he knows either of those two. Then we can just knock him out and have him dropped off on a remote uninhabited island in the South Pacific. That way the humanitarians are happy and he can't hurt people for the time being." Tyson said seriously up to the last sentence when a dash of sarcasm was added.


Tyson walked down the hall and turned into the infirmary. He didn't see the doctor and stepped inside to do a better search. The next thing Tyson knew a cabinet had been opened and the Doctor was trying to stab through Tyson's armor with a needle. "I'm on your team asshole." Came out of Tyson as he stepped away from the Doctor. "We need you to patch up a badly beaten Union member," Tyson said.

 

[tsatoma]

The Doctor quietly apologized, mentioning something about trying to redeem himself by getting a Union member, or at least one of the more attractive Society members for his own healing process. When Tyson mentioned healing a Union member the Doctor started to say no in ways he knew how, which was actually very few.

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Garrus looked around the slightly cleaned up main hall somewhat proudly, quickly telling his little brother that he doesn't have to get every piece of glass up. "Just enough so that it's relatively safe to cross," he said, watching as Ethan slowly got up from lying down on the floor with a tweezer to pick up the smaller pieces in between the cracks, "Besides wouldn't a vacuum or something be quicker?"

Ethan nodded and kneeled back down, the index finger on his right hand opening up at the tip as a light vacuuming buzzing sound was heard. Garrus sighed and made Ethan get up and following him, only stopping so that Ethan could blow out the glass shards he had picked up.

As he entered the lounge he asked why everyone was just standing around and not doing something productive. After a few mumbles in response he told everyone that they needed to check out the rooms to assess the damage and clean up a bit. Those with rooms that were completely demolished could stay on the couch or someplace else for the night. "As for Nuke I say we put him down into the containment cell for now," Garrus said, Leland nodding and levitating the beaten young man as he left the lounge and headed to the basement.

 

[elementsoul]

Tyson took a cold stare at the Doctor. "You disgust me. Trying to get a Union member is useful but the remark after that is pathetic and perverted. And you want to redeem yourself? You coward in the corner while Major Crime had Renten instead of trying to do something. I just told you a way to help out and you said no. That doesn't even seem close to wanting to redeem yourself. Trying to redeem yourself would mean taking on what is asked of you in an attempt to make up for doing nothing. Little shits like you make me sick." Tyson ranted in a stern voice before leaving the room and headed off to his room as there were two things he needed to collect.

 

[socialtangent]

"If you all don't mind, I need to check on my room and see if anything is missing," Levi said to everyone and headed through the door, down the hall, and towards the living quarters. As he approached his door, he noticed instantly the signs of forced entry. Oh, great, he thought as he pushed his door open and entered his room. Levi's room was in a state of disaster, with various bits and pieces of inventions thrown about on the floor, as well as several blueprints. His television and surround sound system were missing, obviously having been stolen. The workbench was tipped over and the various things that were on it lay on the ground around it. All in all, it could have been worse, but Levi would sorely miss his TV. He sighed with irritation. This...will take a while to clean.

 

[tsatoma]

The Doctor was silent as Tyson left (though he did mutter something about it being a joke and that he couldn't really do much against the Union anyway after they attacked), grumpily scuffing his shoes against the ground before going to grab some supplies.

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Garrus walked into the kitchen and cursed when he realized that everything had been either eaten or completely wasted and thrown on the floor. He was slightly confused when he saw the broken open freezer before remembering Talbot had broken out of it. 'Remind me to never cross that bird,' he thought silent as he unplugged the fridge and continued cleaning up in their.

After dropping off Nuke inside the containment cell Leland headed back up to get back to helping out with eh clean-up, quite happy that he had nothing of importance in his room at the Promenade. The Doctor walked into the lounge and asked where the patient was, heading down to the basement with speed after being told.

"Seems like Malcolm will be taken care of," Leland said in an oddly chipper mood as he left to grab some supplies from the janitor's closest nearby.

 

[Lizmichi]

Alex watched Levi walked off. "I think I'll do the same thing. If anyone has touched my shit I will kill them." Alex said walking into her room and yelled loudly finding her and Richard's room raided. He swords gone and her bottles of high end liqueur missing, the rare painting she gave Richard gone with it as well.

It seemed like nothing in her room was left but a bed and scattered clothes on the floor. Poor Sam was in a box with a weight on it. "GOD DAMN THEM!" she bellowed letting Sam out and stormed out of her room. "God dammit I will I will destroy them." Alex said gray light swirling around her hands.

Eric blinked hearing Alex yell and ran to his room. It looked like nothing was taken it was just messed up to hell.

 

[RBMidknight]

Taryn walked slowly to her own room, dreading what she would find with each step.

The main door to her room was wide open. Taryn winced as she stepped over the remnants of a keyboard and into the room. She noticed that the second door was untouched. Probably due to it being reinforced with metal?

"Or they already had the access they needed." Taryn muttered bitterly. Her security system hadn't malfunctioned. It had in fact done was it was designed to do. Set off an alarm. Unfortunately whoever had wrecked her room had simply continued the destruction while the Klaxon alarm sounded.

It looked as though a small hurricane had been through the room. Or possibly a gorilla. Mechanical parts, wires, and broken keys littered the carpet. What used to be a wall of pristine flat-screen monitors was now a series of darkened screens with spiderweb cracks decorating their surfaces. Several of the monitors had been struck with enough force to fracture the hard plastic casing. Irreparably damaged.

The corresponding towers were all dented and knocked over. Taryn knelt down to inspect the damage to one of the smaller towers. It had taken the most damage, with a gaping hole in its side. There were what looked like wooden splinters surrounding the damaged area. Taryn shook her head and stood up. She carefully made her way to the closet, trying not to identify the pieces of equipment on the floor that she passed.

Her clothes turned out to be untouched. 'Guess they only bothered with the big stuff...' Taryn thought. Small favors. Her desk was overturned, but nothing appeared missing. There was one more thing that Taryn needed though.

Kneeling down next her bed, Taryn slid her hand along the carpet. She was looking for a small section that-

"Ow. Dangit." Taryn swore quietly and jerked her hand up. Along the side of her index finger a line of red appeared. 'Papercut. How...' The technopath grumbled and looked down. 'Well that explains it.' She picked up the offending sliver of glass carefully. Taryn walked to the corner of her room and dropped the glass into the trashcan. Taryn shook her hand briskly on her walk back in an attempt to alleviate the stinging pain.

"Note to self, vacuum. Soon." Cradling her injured hand to her chest Taryn looked down at the carpet. This time she spotted the seam she was looking for. Using the sleeve of her jacket as protection she pulled the velcro-ed down section of carpet away from the floor. A shiny metal panel containing a number-pad was revealed. After punching in her combination Taryn pulled open the door of the floor safe.

In the bottom of the safe, on an improvised 'shelf' of metal rods her laptop lay in perfect condition, exactly where she'd left it when she left the Promenade. Taryn left out a sigh of relief and leaned back against her mattress. Between this laptop and her little netbook?.'I haven't lost everything.' There was still a sizable amount of data that would remain missing. But this way she could recover the important items. Taryn glanced at the wreckage on her computer desk. It was going to be expensive to replace everything. 'Damn the Union'. she thought.

After checking the laptop Taryn replaced the machine in its hidden container. She carefully set the laptop on its shelf, which was on top of a small wooden box. Taryn closed the door then stood up. She used her boot to press the carpet back to the floor, stomping on the carpet firmly to re-secure the section. She put a bit of excessive force in the motion. When she was finished Taryn reached out with her free hand to right her desk chair. She sat down slowly.

"Time to get started?" The technopath retrieved a crumpled sheet of paper from her upturned desk and a half-broken pencil. Methodically she began listing the destroyed items in her room and what she'd need to repair, or replace, them. With a few item Taryn felt a slight twinge of anger that she had to shake off.

 

[Captainguy42]

Tommy's room had been sacked like the rest, but thankfully he had his most valuable possessions locked away in his closet's pocket dimension, which the Union wasn't able to breach. With the knowledge that the Union didn't get their hands on anything dangerous he took stock of what had been taken. Besides some money, a few posters, some books, and a few petty devices he had left out, it didn't seem like the Union had wanted anything that Tommy had, so they instead wrecked the place. His steel frame bed was ripped apart, probably Major Crime's duty, scorch marks on the wall, his clothes had been ripped to shred, and all of his furniture smashed. Tommy looked at the wreckage for several seconds, trying to make his mind about how he felt. He knew he shouldn't be too angry, everything lost could be replaced, nothing too valuable was stolen, he and his friends were alright. Still something about the act truly angered him, it wasn't how terrible it was, quite the opposite, Tommy was angered by how petty it was.

While the Union had always been his enemy, Tommy had always harbored a certain respect for them. He knew that they were the force that kept him and the rest of the Society in balance. When they had almost lead to Omoi taking over the world, he could still respect them. When Major Crime almost killed his best friend and blew Tommy's arm off, he was still able to respect them. But this? Coming into his home, stealing some decorations and destroying his clothes? How could he respect someone who would do this? It felt, like he was looking at the results of a child's temper tantrum.

Tommy was angry because he knew he couldn't respect the Union anymore.

 

[Captainguy42]

double post.

 

[NeoAC]

The grumbles coming from the various rooms wasn't sounding good to Brian's ears. From what he was hearing, almost everyone's room had been trashed, stuff stolen. He could only assume that his room had met the same fate. He walked down the hallway to his room, from the looks of things the net that Tyson had set up had been triggered. The piece he was supposed to pull to disarm the trap was gone. "Darn it."

He opened the door and was shocked by what he saw. Nothing had happened. Everything was basically as he left it it; in a state of disarray. The net and battery had been taken but other than that it all appeared there. In fact there was an addition. A note laid on top of one of his piles of clothes. He picked it up and read it out loud to himself. "Your stuff is crap...it's not even worth stealing...you must be...really lame? Dang. If villains don't even think my stuff is worth taking, how crap is my stuff? Jeez..." A bit more depressed he walked back out to what remained of the lobby.

 

[CounterAttack]

A burning smell reached Katie's nose as she neared the gardens, walking down the hall. She had seen snatches of footage from the Merriweather earlier, in which she had seen the burning, but she had to see it for herself to assess the damage. She pushed open the door with one hand and stepped out...

... to find her beloved gardens in a state of cataclysm. All but one of the greenhouses had been smashed to pieces, and even the one still standing was little more than metal framework. Trees, flowers, topiaries and even the rarer plants had been incinerated, pillars of black smoke rising from the wreckage. Thankfully her room, plated with additional layers of fireproof sequoia armour, had been spared the blaze. Katie stopped in her tracks, frozen in place as she took in the wanton destruction of that which she had painstakingly cared for, and shaped to rival the creations of skilled artists. All of it was gone, turned to blackened ruins and piles of ash. Some of it was still burning brightly, the flames blissfully ignorant of the grief and rage they caused Katie as they consumed what little was left.

She sat down in the doorway, eyes fixated on the closest fire, and wept for the lives of the plants she had tended. Others might have thought it childish that she did so, but Katie cared little for what they thought in that moment. They would say that it could be rebuilt and redone, but she thought that it wouldn't be the same no matter how much she tried to make it so. There had been exceedingly rare flora in the gardens; of course, the brutish members of the Union were either unappreciative or ignorant of their value.

 

[Pm0n3y]

As the other heroes scrambled about, expressing their feelings about their trashed rooms, Marrissa looked questionably at Jason.

"Rooms? You guys live here too?" She asked, surprised. Without an answer, Jason took off towards the rooms, his sister not too far behind him.

"Pleasedon'tbegonepleasedon'tbegonePLLLLEASEdon'tbegone..." Was all that went through his his head like a broken record as he eventually reached his room, busting down the door in a panic. Looking over, Jason breathed a sigh of relief. Leaning against one of his dressers, was none other than his oversized monitor.

"Ah, It's still here! Phew. Guess they couldn't get it out of the room. It has a few dings here and there now, but i'm sure it'll still work." Jason pleaded happily as he tried to put his hands around his giant TV, and failing to do so.

"Ok...now answer my question." Marrissa demanded calmly, crossing her arms.

"Yes. Most of us live here. Luckily, you and Takashi must've got here after the Union members or something, since you two didn't get see the rooms. Marrissa, i'm trusting you to not tell Taki, or Dad about my location. That would change everything for the worse, and would only add negatives to my equation." Jason replied to his sister, a sincere, yet stern tone in his voice as he approached her.

"Now, can you help me get this thing back on the wall?" He asked her, his tone quickly changing.

 

[elementsoul]

Tyson walked down the hall. Some of the doors were busted down while others were opened normally. On the other hand every room he passed was trashed. Clothes were thrown everywhere, beds and desks were broken and over turned, anything that couldn't be removed was usually destroyed. Tyson turned to enter his room and sighed. The first thing he noticed was the door that was literally kicked to the opposite side of the room.

As Tyson walked into his room he heard a crunch come from under his feet. He looked down to see fragments of the mirror that come with his room. Over top of some of the glass were some of his clothes. Taking a look at the rest of the floor Tyson saw that most of his clothes were scattered all over the place. Some of them were ripped and torn apart while a few of them were still intact. Tyson started to pick them up and toss them on the bed which was on a downward slant towards the top due to it being broken near the head of the bed.

The clothing led to the desk that was in the room. Most of it was shattered to splinters but the bottoms of each set of drawers on either side were still intact with the drawers on top of them pulled out. Tyson turned both of them over and removed the cover of the open spaces that he had previously hollowed out. From one side he removed an envelope and a picture which he put in between his ammo belt and his armor with the back of the picture facing outside with several signatures and writing showing. From the other set Tyson removed his wallet that contained a driver's license, a credit card, a hundred dollars cash, and a debit card.

Tyson found a pad of paper and a pen and started making a list of what was missing and destroyed. The list itself wasn't very long as it only four things needed to written; Everything that came with the room, varies articles of clothing, the order that arrived this morning, and all the ammo and armor parts taken from the desk. Tyson felt it needed a bit of flushing out so he added the amount of boxes of armor proof and the sizes and amounts of the replacement parts the he needed fro the fight this morning and the ones stolen today as the ones previously ordered hadn't arrived yet.

Tyson was about to leave his room when he realized he almost forgot the bathroom. As he was about to walk in a terrible smell hit him. Someone from the Union had clearly take a shit in his bathroom and didn't bother spraying air freshener. Tyson fought his way through the smell and found the air freshener can and emptied the whole thing in order to remove them smell. Tyson checked the toilet which was empty. At least flushed. Tyson decided to through out his toothbrush, floss, and mouthwash and added them to the list.

Tyson left his room and started to head towards the gym. He felt he might as well see what damage was done to his schedule since most of his possession were destroyed.

 

[blaze96]

Richard and Lillian walked to their respective rooms to find them ransacked like the rest. In Richard's room clothes had been tossed around the room and most of his suits shredded, tools had been destroyed leaving flammable liquids spilling onto the floor, and his furniture had largely been ruined. He looked over the destruction to notice things had been stolen from him yet again, paintings on the wall, the television and sound system he had purchased, and multiple other small trinkets and valuables he had kept to make his room feel a bit more like his home were missing.

"God damn it, not again. First my home now this, what's next, stealing from my cars?" Richard sighed as he worked to get his room into some semblance of order. He figured he should start by cleaning up the volatile chemicals spilling onto his floor from his tools.

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"Well that's a pleasant surprise. Not to say I kept anything but a bed and stuff for the baby anyway but still." Lillian said as she looked over the obviously used but strangely intact room. She decided she may as well straighten up before putting Renton back in the room just in case.

 

[Pm0n3y]

"How'd you even get a TV this big?" Marrissa asked, dragging along the shaggy burgundy carpet to the front of the room.

"It was a gift from Richard...y'know, that guy in the clunky blue armor...Wait. Where's the sound system?" Jason asked to himself as he began to realize that things (other than the TV) were confiscated.

"Where's the Blu-Ray player?! My badass remote?!?! Wait, hold on...NO, they got my iPod too?!?! It took years to compile that library! Sonuvabitch! What...they stole my sheets too?! How the hell do you leave the blanket, but take the sheets?! My throw pillows are gone too?! NonoNO!!" He began to rant in a mixture of anger and panic, quickly going through his drawers and closet to see if they stole any of his clothes, Marrissa giggling to herself as her brother had a nervous breakdown in front of her.

 

[tsatoma]

Once the initial feelings of sorrow of their losses and the utter violation of their home subsided everyone went to work on fixing up the place as best they could. The general living area was the first to be cleaned up, the Society branching to the most walked and used areas afterwards. Talk of renovating and rebuilding was thrown around as they toiled away, but that would be discussed sometime the next day.

After working with the others all through the night, Garrus finally breathed a sigh of relief now that the area he was working on (the cafe and it's surrounding area) was now looking a bit better than it had before, though still nothing close to how it had been before the attack.

'At least you can walk around without your feet being cut up from all of the glass and other broken shit,' Garrus thought as he put down the broom he was using and stretched. He looked at his watch to see

10:24 AM

, wondering how well the others were faring after a rough day and no sleep before saying into his communicator, "I'm done here guys. Once you're done head back to the kitchen, we'll discuss some things like breakfast and such there."

 

[socialtangent]

Huh...what? Morning?

Levi opened his eyes slowly and saw the morning light from behind the blinds covering his window. He looked around at his significantly less messy room as he slowly came to. Taryn lay at his side, asleep. Earlier the previous evening, they had spent several hours fixing up his ransacked room. After a while, they agreed to take a five minute break before finishing up. So much for that. Carefully, Levi got up from his bed and stretched a bit as Garrus' voice sounded in his communicator. He jumped, forgetting that he still had the device in his ear.

"I'm done here guys. Once you're done head back to the kitchen, we'll discuss some things like breakfast and such there".

I wonder if we're the only ones who got some sleep, he wondered groggily. Despite still not having a taste for the stuff, Levi was tempted to make himself a cup of coffee when he arrived in the kitchen.

 

[elementsoul]

Tyson had inspected the gym and found most of the dumbbells thrown through the walls or out through the windows outside. The bench press bars were tied together like a giant pretzel. One of the treadmills had the controls literally ripped off the top. Some of the various pieces of equipment were partially disassembled and bent. The damage itself wasn't too terrible but it would still take a while in order to fix the place up completely. Tyson walked back to his room and changed into a set of clothes that actually were completely intact.

Through out the night Tyson vacuumed the glass and splinters off his floor. He carried the pieces of the desk out to the dumpster. Tyson then removed the bed frame and put it into the scrap metal bin. The bed itself was wrecked but most of it was still together so Tyson only threw out the small broken off end with the clothing that was destroyed beyond reasonable repair. Tyson then snuck in a three hour nap because he was to mentally and physically drained from the Alex fight, the Takashi fight in Ethan's body, and the whole being mind swapped scenario.

Upon waking up Tyson started out on cleaning up the gym. He removed the dumbbells from the wall and started piling the bent ones in a pile. Next he borrowed a few tools from the garage and disassembled the bent, broken, damaged pieces of equipment and started piling in the pile as well. Moving forward Tyson put the tools back and vacuumed the broken glass from the destroyed windows and mirrors. Tyson then started to move the metal from the pile into the scrap bin outside. On the first trip out Tyson found all the dumbbells outside, which were extremely contorted, and tossed them in the bin as well. Tyson finished moving the pile outside and heard Garrus chime in through the communicator about going to the kitchen. Tyson made his way there from the gym and took a seat in one of the intact chairs.