Society of Justice 3: Crisis on the Earth

[socialtangent]

"Oh, let me get that for you," Levi said, reaching for the silverware drawer. With a brief buildup of magnetic charge that had become second nature to him, he pulled the drawer open and called a spoon into his hand. Grinning playfully, he focused an opposing charge in his hand and levitated the piece of silverware a few inches above his palm. The seemingly weightless spoon rotated slowly in the air. "Looking for this?" he asked with a slight laugh.

 

[NeoAC]

The parade of rare and unique items made Brian feel even worse as he realized he had nothing to give Tommy, and would probably not be able to top any of them. "I apologize Tommy," he told the birthday boy. "I don't have anything I can give you for a present. Have to give you a raincheck on that as well. I'll see what I can scare up in the coming days."

 

[Lizmichi]

Alex cuddled to Richard still drink but not as much as before. Her body, however, was still the same, maybe in time it would fade though she was too drunk to care really. "Hmmm I love you Richard. I just wish I met you sooner." Alex said her hair in her face as she cuddled more to him. "I was getting tired of being fucked every night in Snake Ally." she added.

Eric raised a brow hearing about Alex's life in Snake Ally. He had no idea her life was that bad. He felt bad that he didn't make her live with him. He could have done it but Alex was too stubborn. Eric got up and give Tommy the gifts from both Alex/Richard and Eric. "Happy Birthday Tommy." he said.

 

[RBMidknight]

Taryn finished emptying the cans of soda and looked over in time to see Levi's levitation act. She laughed quietly. The empty cans made hollow sounds upon impact with the marble counter. "Yes, I need a spoon." she replied with a smile. "The drinks need stirring...possibly some ice, and then they'll be ready." After a thoughtful pause Taryn mimicked Levi's gesture. She held her hand out, palm up, and tilted her head slightly. Taryn made a beckoning gesture with her fingers, a quick 'over here' motion.

 

[socialtangent]

Flattening his palm, Levi sent the spoon sailing gracefully into Taryn's open hand. "There you are," he said, his playful grin still intact. "And I'll go ahead and get the ice while I'm at it". He pulled another glass from the cabinet and quickly headed to the fridge. Pressing the

Cube

button on the ice maker, he placed the glass and pressed it against the trigger. Ice cubes came tumbling into the glass with a series of clangs. When there was enough ice, Levi removed the rapidly cooling glass and brought it back to Taryn.

 

[RBMidknight]

Stirring the drinks took only a moment. While Levi retrieved the ice Taryn tapped the spoon she'd been using carefully against the side of the second glass. The dark liquid within was now indistinguishable from regular Dr. Pepper. Well, except for a slight reddish hue, if you knew what you were looking for. 'Perfect.' Taryn thought. She dropped the spoon into the sink and made a note to put it in the washer later on.

Now all that she needed was...'Aha. Ice.' "Thanks." Taryn murmured, taking the glass full of ice from Levi. She divvied out equal amounts into each glass and set the ice-glass into the sink. The ice cause the mixture to rise toward the top of the two glasses but left a good centimeter of space. "Tada." Taryn said with a slight flourish of her hand. She slid one of the glasses carefully across the counter toward Levi and picked up the one remaining. She grinned with her glass held lightly, but securely, in her hand.

 

[socialtangent]

Levi took the nearly-full glass with two hands and carefully raised it up. "And thank you," he said before taking a cautious sip from the glass. Although it was a bit unfamiliar to him, the flavor of the liquor mixed quite well with the Dr. Pepper. He wiped some of the condensation that had formed on the cold glass and glanced at Taryn. "I see why you like it," Levi commented before taking another drink. He made eye contact with her. "We should have this more often," he added quietly with a slight smile.

 

[Captainguy42]

"Thanks." Tommy said to Eric, he unwrapped Richard and Alex's present first. It was a crystal orb that was glowing green. A note attached explained it's purpose

 This Orb was said to be owned by Merlin himself, who used it alert him to the presence of Morgen Le Fay.  It glows red when magicians who wish you harm are nearby, and green at all other times.

Right now it was glowing green because the only magic users in the vicinity where himself and Leland, and neither where interested in killing the other. The next object was a blood red stone from Eric, there was no note attached, but it was clear there was some magical energy locked away inside of it. Great, it's going to take me hours to research what this thing does... He though silently to himself, but while outwardly continuing to smile.

 

[tsatoma]

Tommy's birthday party continued on well into the night, most of the Society not heading to bed until well past midnight (though a few had fallen into a slumber before that). All in all it was a successful birthday by Society standards: cake and dinner had been eaten without a food fight, presents were appreciated instead of being thrown at the giver's face for giving such a 'shitty gift', the consumption of alcoholic beverages did not result in any fights/vomiting/nor (many) awkward scenarios (though interesting things did happen with the Atlantean liquor).

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A little over two weeks later...
Halloween Day, 11:01 AM - Kitchen

The lack of anyone in the lounge or kitchen made Garrus confused when he entered the lounge ten minutes ago with Renton in one arm and a box of pumpkins in the other. He figured that everyone was either sleeping or working on whatever they would be wearing for the party today.

Garrus was glad that this would be the last party for at least a month, putting Renton in his high chair on one side of the table and taking the pumpkins out on the other. To him it seemed like it was just one party after another. 'At least we won't have another until Thanksgiving, I hope. Seems like we just had one,' he thought as he looked over the five larger pumpkins he had along with an assortment of smaller ones.

"What do you think son, should I carve out the big, tall one or the round one?" he asked with a grin before immediately regretting the decision when Renton started to cry out. "You've just been so fussy the last few days," Garrus told the young child who was dressed in his usual clothes instead of what would have been his Halloween costume if he hadn't refused on wearing it. After a few seconds his son stopped crying and Garrus went to work on cleaning out the pumpkins, wondering if anyone had gotten the decorations out of storage or any candy. "I'll probably have to go do it myself," he muttered as he cut an opening onto the tall pumpkin.

 

[Captainguy42]

Green paint is such a fucking pain. Tommy hadn't realized how difficult an undertaking painting his entire body green would prove. He managed to get his front without any trouble but the small of his back was proving an issue, lacking a significant amount of flexibility, he simply couldn't reach there with his hands. Finally he managed to color it in by improvising a solution with a towel, a plunger, and Adon's Amulet of a Thousand Truths. With that was done is was a simple matter of putting in some green vanity contacts, and a pair of tattered purple shorts (which were not easy to find).

He walked out to the lounge hoping to find someone to critique his costume. He found Garrus carving the pumpkin with Renton.

"Hey Garrus? What do you think? Incredible Hulk." Tommy asked, before flexing and putting on an angry face.

 

[tsatoma]

"It's...simple, yet effective I suppose. I'm assuming it's dry and won't get on the couch or any walls right?" Garrus asked after looking up for a moment at Tommy's costume before resuming his work on the pumpkin.

Renton had looked around curiously for the new voice before his eyes focused on the green monstrosity behind him, a look of confusion mixed with terror forming on his face before tears started to fall down from his eyes. "Well it scares little children, so that's a plus right?" Garrus said with a light chuckle as he tried to distract Renton with a toy, the child having no part of it and throwing it off his chair.

"Anyways, wanna help out with the pumpkins or something? There isn't that much to do yet since the decorations haven't been taken out yet...I hope we still have them," he muttered before his thoughts went back to whether he wanted to make pumpkins pies or not.

 

[socialtangent]

Levi stepped down the boarding ramp to the Merriweather, adorned in a dirty short-sleeved orange jumpsuit with a tactical vest and a brown shirt underneath with sleeves that reached to halfway up his forearm. [footnote]Wash from Firefly [http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v625/lostncybr/Fire%20Fly/FireFly%20TV%20show/Pilot%20Hoban%20Washburn%20-%20Wash/ref6.jpg][/footnote] The sound of his boots clanging against the ramp echoed throughout the grand, empty space of the Promenade's garage. He and Taryn had just finished their routine check of the Merriweather's systems on the off-chance the Society was called into action. Hopefully not, because Levi was rather proud of his Wash outfit.

"Are you done in there?" he called up the boarding ramp.

 

[RBMidknight]

"I think so." Taryn answered from where she was rolling up computer cables into a large coil. She set the bundle into a nearby drawer and shut it carefully. The ends of her bootstrap necklace brushed against her collar as she stood up. Taryn wore a simple light brown leather vest over a long sleeved red shirt with a collar. She'd rolled the sleeves up while working on the ship and had yet to roll them down again. A black belt secured around her waist matched the leather holster slung slightly low on her hips. Though there were a series of spray-painted wooden bullets on the wrap around part of the holster Taryn had opted not to include the Winchester M1892 lever action carbine with shortened stock that would have completed the outfit.[footnote]Zoe Washburne (Firefly) - 1 [http://blogs.pioneerlocal.com/entertainment/ginatorres-firefly.jpg],2 [http://still-flying.net/images/promopics/?p=zoe05.jpg&pg=0],3 [http://still-flying.net/images/promopics/?p=zoe03.jpg&pg=0][/footnote]

Taryn brushed her hands against her tan-colored pants and adjusted a tattered leather bracelet on her right wrist when it threatened to slide down her arm. She looked around the ship one last time, feeling as though she was still forgetting something. While she waited for the thought to surface Taryn tapped one boot-clad foot on the floor of the ship. The heavy sound of impact echoed slightly in the empty room. Taryn's gaze swept past the monitor she'd been inspecting. 'Ah.' She sighed quietly as she realized what was missing. Her laptop, normally a constant companion, was secured in her room still. The costume she'd chosen had no place for it and it just didn't 'go' with the outfit. Taryn shut off the lights and stepped out onto the ramp. "All set." she told Levi with a smile.

 

[socialtangent]

"Excellent," Levi replied, reaching out for Taryn's hand. His fingers interlaced carefully with hers. The tactile feeling of his hand coupled with hers made him smile softly. Even after two years, it never got old. "So, should we go check up on the others in the lounge?" he asked. Today was the Society's Halloween party, and the second party this month. Levi wasn't usually one for parties, but his fellow heroes never failed to make them...memorable. He had learned his lesson from Tommy's birthday; Never consume anything magical.

Idly, he wondered what this party would have in store for everyone today. If it lived up to the legacy of every other Society social gathering, it would be an...interesting one to say the least.

 

[Pm0n3y]

The past few days seemed endless for the senior Keyholder, he, taking his time to construct the elaborate chest/back piece and boots set to accompany his costume, using excruciating detail to make sure it all came out accurate.

"Gotta make sure to thank Marrissa later on...without her, I wouldn't have been to gather all the materials needed to make this thing." Jason mumbled with a yawn, using a armored claw to carve into the firm composite foam, adding finishing details to the costume.

"Why don't you invite her? Knowing her, she probably made her own costume too." Erebus asked, looking on.

"Erebus...~yawn~...you know how dangerous it is for her to come out on her own. I don't want to risk her safety for a party."

"Yeah, because it's not like that happened two weeks ago...

"Hey, she came on her own accord that time. I made sure she got home before curfew...then called to make sure she got there safe." Jason replied, his head drooping momentarily before shooting back up.

"Oh. Well don't worry about inviting her then. She'll just find her way here on her own."

"That's...what i'm[sub]...worried...[/sub][sub][sub]about...[/sub][/sub]" He said, quickly fading. However, he was flashed awake as his face abruptly came in contact with the surface of his working desk, causing him to stumble backwards, away from his stool and towards the ground.

"Coffee Break?"

"Coffee Break." Jason simply replied, slowly rising to his feet and towards the kitchen.

 

[blaze96]

Richard had already woken up and walked to the kitchen to have a drink. He hadn't thought much about what his costume would be, he wouldn't be Blue Steel, that would just be a cop out on his part. He could always go with a kind of Rambo theme. Insanely overarmed stereotypical Vietnam soldier, full on face paint and M16. He actually rather liked the idea, he already had everything he would need being a history aficionado and needing to impress some very war centered senators made sure of that.

Well that settle it I guess. Looks like I'll be a Rambo knockoff. Though of course I'll need to add a cigar to it, just make it that touch more stereotypical. he thought as he decided he would set aside some time to go collect everything.

 

[elementsoul]

Tyson stopped carving his pumpkin and lifted his head into the air; taking in the chilling breeze of air that signaled the end of the nice weather of summer and the start of the frozen winds and snow of the winter. When the breeze ended Tyson looked back down, started to sing Silent Killer by 3 Inches of Blood and finished his current cut into the pumpkin and pushed the piece out from inside of it relieving his finished work. Picking up the hollowed out pumpkin, Tyson inspected the image he had carved into it. Satisfied with the results Tyson placed it back onto the ground before picking up the pumpkin guts and pieces that laid in a pile on the ground.

Walking over to the compost bin in Katie's garden Tyson placed the pumpkin parts inside of it before heading back to where he had been sitting outside. Tyson picked up the pumpkin and the short sword that he had been using to carve his pumpkin and started to walk back inside, only to stop at a hose in order to wash off his hands and sword. Walking inside Tyson sheathed his sword and inspected his costume for anything that had got on it before entering in.

Tyson pulled the white hood over his head which obscured his vision a little, before turning the corner to the kitchen. "Garrus, I can see you and your son lack the same holiday spirit as Tommy. And it appears that the not so mean and green choose to be the only other person that can pick up a tank and use it to destroy three others. It suits you really well." Tyson said as he caught sight of the two.

Placing his own pumpkin on the kitchen counter; Tyson inserted a candle inside and lit it with a lighter from a kitchen drawer. Tyson was wearing a costume of Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad.[footnote]Front of costume [http://www.ncsx.com/2006/102306/Tuesday/assassins_creed_le_statue_fx.jpg], back of costume [http://alexreyes.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Assassins_creed1.jpg][/footnote]Willing to spare the full expense, Tyson had bought real weapons to put into the sheaths and slots in the costume. This meant that he was carrying around the weight of a long sword, a short sword, ten throwing knifes, and that he had a hidden blade on his left arm. Not being used to the hidden blade, it was currently disengaged to prevent any accidental stabbings.

 

[Lizmichi]

Alex had been working with Eric and Richard to make her costume for Halloween. Alex some how got Richard to let her use a prototype of long fall boots for her Chell [http://www.fpstime.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/portal-2-chell.jpg] costume. Sadly Richard didn't let her take the prototype Portal gun, much to her dismay. He did however make a replica gun that shot blue and orange gel on things.

The clothing was easy, all she had to do is give Eric some of her old clothes and turn it into Chell's suit from Portal 2, the very game her and Eric would play for hours on end killing each other for the fun of it. The only think Alex has a problem with was the short black hair; sadly it meant Alex cutting her hair to shoulder length.

Alex had joined Richard in the kitchen. "Good morning love." she said kissing him and pulled out some bread to toast and an orange. "Well I'm still not use to this short hair cut." Alex said looking at her hair and sighed.

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Eric was at the Promenade in his Link [http://www.wiids.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/link-zelda-tp.jpg] costume, sword and everything. Eric tried to get Alex to dress as Midna but she wouldn't have it, she was set on dressing as Chell and nothing would change her mind.

Alex kept saying it was an excuse for Eric to wear a skirt and tights, which she was right, but he'd never admit to it him self. He was cutting down the plants all around acting like he was looking for rupees. "To save the princess." Eric said. He had always love Halloween and well acted like he was on crack that day.

 

[tsatoma]

'Okay, I think everything is here. Time to put it on,' Leland thought after having locked himself in his bathroom, looking over the numerous cloth and items for his costume that he had placed onto the toilet. 'This looks like everything so...time to take everything off...' he thought to himself as he stripped himself to just his underwear before putting on a black, long-sleeved shirt and pants.

'Step one, done. Step two,' he began in his head as he started to put on the full-body, two-part scale armour he had made a few months back. The first part of the armour was pants that were then fastened to the shirt portion to keep from falling. Along with that he hooked the end of the scale shirt to then wrist-end of his undershirt to keep it from moving around too much.

He continued his step-by-step process for the next twenty minutes; putting on the black tunic with gold seems, the two belts on, the four silver circular plates on the tunic, the large red cape being draped over his shoulders and fastened with the top two silver plates, and finally tying a gold sash around the large black boots that had taken him close to two weeks to make.

"Almost done," he muttered to himself with a smile as he stood up and examined himself in the mirror. He grabbed his razor and quickly shaved off the beard he had had for over a year by this point, putting his razor back before pulling off his hair tie and placing it on the sink. After that was done he donned the mighty silver helmet of Thor[footnote]1 - http://images.comicbookresources.com/solicits/marvelcomics/200802/thor7var.jpg[/footnote] before grabbing the final thing that would pull it all together, the great hammer Mjolnir.

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"Hey, I was going to dress up along with my son but he was having none of it and wouldn't stop crying whenever I tried to put his costume on...so I decided neither myself nor him would wear anything then," Garrus explained to Tyson with some slight agitation, not particularly happy that his morning was spent on something that didn't even pan out.

"So believe me, I would be dressed if it weren't for his fussiness. So yeah anyways that's my reason fo-" "FOR ASGAAAARRRDDDD~~!!" "-what the hell?" Garrus asked as he watched the doors to the living area burst open in a light of rainbow before Leland stepped out and greeted them.

"Ah brother! And nephew! And best friend! And other friend!" Leland called out as he walked over to them, Garrus facepalming, "Why do you seem so distressed brother?"
"Because you're talking like that."
"Fine, normal voice and speech pattern better?" Leland asked after a hearty sigh.
"Much, thanks."
"Not a problem. Nice costumes you two," Leland said to Tommy and Tyson as he took a seat at the table, adding, "You look good covered in green paint Tommy."

 

[CounterAttack]

Katie had just finished the final touches of her costume and slipped on the appropriate headband when she heard the sounds of breaking china through the portal to Leland's room. If there was a raid on the Promenade on Halloween, a quasi-holiday - to her - then she would have to punch someone in the face once she found out what was going on. After, of course, she had tied the attackers up with a few dozen metres of vine.

She was dressed in an outfit that would never be seen on any other day, largely because it was nothing like her regular style of clothing. A skintight black leotard and identically coloured miniskirt were Katie's choice of apparel, supplemented by black-leather gloves, black socks just past the knee and ever so slightly fuzzy shoes that kind of resembled paws. A headband with cat ears attached and a long tail curled around her right leg rounded out Katie's cat-girl costume. Momentarily adjusting the ash-grey rose behind her ear - she thought it went with the outfit fairly well, and turning the flower black was a little too clichéd for her - she went to investigate the noise going on inside the Promenade.

Needless to say, she almost had an apoplectic fit when she caught Eric in the act of throwing a vase at the wall. Disregarding any looks in her direction, she marched right up to the alchemist, took her rose in one hand and, with a thought, shot a vine out of the stem to rip the sword out of his hand. With Eric unarmed, Katie then proceeded to lash additional vines around his ankles and flipped him upside-down, hanging in midair.

"What the hell do you think you were doing, Eric?" she growled, infuriated by his wanton destruction of the plants she had so carefully chosen and taken care of. She didn't want to know what he could have done if he had taken his sword to the gardens.

[hr]

"Well, maybe I'm not a fancy gentleman like you with your... very fine hat," Rowan quoted to a mirror image of himself, having finally decided upon a costume. A maroon shirt, tan pants and suspenders of the same colour were the order of the day, along with a brown leather belt that never seemed to sit the way he wanted.[footnote]http://www.fireflywiki.org/img/Mal23.jpg[/footnote] Maybe it was the empty holster... that really needed a gun to complete the outfit, but Rowan couldn't produce weapons when he shifted. He shrugged briefly and shifted into the same outfit he had on before, but with the familiar long brown overcoat, gloves and hairstyle of Sergeant Malcolm Reynolds.[footnote]http://jeffcanfixanything.files.wordpress.com/2010/10/nathan-fillion-malcolm-reynolds.jpg[/footnote] And of course, the rest of Nathan Fillion to pull off the look.

Satisfied, he stepped out into the hall and made his way to the lounge, whistling slightly under his breath at the sight of an angry Katie holding Eric upside-down by his ankles. "What's going on there, I wonder," he mused in Nathan's voice as he filled a glass from the sink.