Titans: Britain (Teen Titans RP) (CO-GM'd by BoosterGold) (Started) (PM if you want in)

[spartan1077]

Bridget closed her eyes and waited for the darkness to surrond her.
There is no way out. This is the only way. She's not going to harm me
Bridget opened them and looked around, laughing a little before closing them again.
"Okay, go"

 

[XThecommander]

Okay
She said, as she had a shroud of darkness cover the girl, and move her through the glass onto the floor. She smiled at the fact that Bridget still had her eyes shut, and was clenching her fists, like she was preparing to die.
She looks a bit tense...
She grabbed Bridget, and hugger her.
It's ok, your out of there, don't worry, now we just need to get out of here.
She said, gazing at the door, and forming a plan.

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget had felt the darkness surrond her and wanted to puke. Instead she clenched her fists and readied to be slammed against the wall. As she felt Cassandra hugging her she opened her eyes and laughed.
"Can we do it again through the door?"

 

[XThecommander]

She smiled, and walked her towards the door.
Sure, but hopefully we don't have to do that again, I don't have enough power for another teleport. Especially with two of us.
She said, phasing through the door with her, and hugging her tightly.

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget went through again but instead of laughing she turned her head and puked.
"Let's not do that again" she said weakly before passing out.
I can't take much more of this

 

[XThecommander]

She grabbed her, and held her up with her shoulder.
Bridget!, oh no... She passed out, I never teleported someone with me before, but she handled it well.
She said, as she looked around.

 

[Fishtie]

Dartor had stepped away from the computer and tables when the pair had awoken. When he returned with a cylinder of strange liquid he was surprised to find the pair outside and standing, well one of them anyways.

Dartor would be quite a sight himself; his hair and lab coat were disheveled, he only had yellow socks on his feet and his eyes were heavy with exhaustion. However, when he saw that strange girl holding Fira he was still reasonably quick to act.

Quickly grabbing a D-rang from his belt he held it over his head ready to throw and tensed himself for action. He wasn't going to attack outright but he still didn't quite know what was happening.

"Who are you, and what happened to Fira?" Dartor asked. Though his tone was somewhat accusing he was still careful that his words weren't, there would be nothing to gain through rash action.

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget's eyes fluttered at the sound of Dartor's voice.
"Dartor?" she asked, looking around. As she found him she smiled and ran to the door a little clumsily.
"Dartor! How good it is to see you" she said, smiling widely

 

[Fishtie]

Dartor was definitely surprised once again by Bridget's reaction. First of all she ad seemed to still be uncontentious and second, girls rarely reacted positively to his appearance; it just wasn't something he was used to.

Still, she looked tipsy and Dartor moved towards her so that he could help her balance if necessary. Certain reactions were just automatic apparently. "You alright? What happened?"

 

[spartan1077]

"Ummm...I-Cassandra will tell you" Bridget said sheepisly looking down at her feet.
I feel di-
She fainted again

 

[XThecommander]

Cassandra blinked, and ran up to Bridget, catching her before she fell to the ground. She looked up at Dartor, and smiled.
Hello, my name is Cassandra, I'll explain it all later. But can we get Bridget to her bedroom?
I hope that she is ok...

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget awoke again and saw that Cassandra was holding her up.
"Oh hey. What happened?" she asked her before seeing Dartor still standing there.
"Hi again" she said, smiling

 

[spartan1077]

om nom nom

 

[Fishtie]

Dartor rushed to Fira as she fell but Cassandra got their first. Dartor drew himself to a stop very suddenly as he saw that; Fira seemed to trust the girl but Dartor wasn't quite ready to touch her just yet though he tried not to show it on his face.

"Err... Sure." Dartor replied cautiously. "Give me a moment." Dartor once again tapped his watch and the transparent keyboard was projected before him. It only took a few key taps to reset the transporter. Someone, Darter had a feeling he knew who, had snuck into his lab one day and set up a lock preventing his teliporter from sending things into the girls rooms. He could teleport out just fine, but in was totally blocked by a higher level Titans code and Dartor wasn't going to push the mater. (certainly not when hacking was only a mater of time)

Still, a second of humming and glowing from a large contraption in one of the corners and Dartor and the girls suddenly found themselves standing right outside Fira's room. The door was still open from when Dartor had found them inside earlier.

Dartor motioned to Fira who was still half leaning on Cassandra. "Err..." Dartor began nervously. He still didn't know how to treat Cassandra even if he knew her name. "I could take her if you like."

 

[spartan1077]

Bridget waved Darotr away and stood up away from Cassandra.
"If you wouldn't mind, I'm going to take a bath and go to sleep" she said, slipping into her rooom and getting into the bath.
I hope I don't remember what happened tommorow

 

[XThecommander]

She blinked, and handed her to him.
He seems to know Bridget, and he seems to be shy around girls.
She thought, noticing the fact that she still had shorts, and a shirt on.
Now then, I just need to explain what happend, if that is possible...

 

[Fishtie]

Dartor stood back as Fira waved him away and went into her room. "But you might have a relapse. You don't..." But was cut off as the door closed between them.

Dartor sighed as he turned to look at Cassandra. It was way too late for him to be worying but he had no choice. Not as if anyone else would. He still didn't even know if he trusted this girl. Well, he would just have to think of it as... an unknown. And the way to deal with that was to start by gathering data.

First things first. "Disengage alarm." Dartor declared to the security system, not that it was doing much at this point anyways.

Turning away from Cassandra he motioned her to follow him. Not that he wasn't alert, he was still tense for action and could clearly see her in the reflection of his glasses. If she followed he led her down the corridor of rooms to a small alcove where a mini kitchenette was set up. Dartor invited her to sit at one of the two chairs as he began to make some tea and talk.

"Cassandra right? You were that girl at the fight earlier?" Dartor's first questions were mater-of-fact, as if he already knew the answers. "Do you think you could explain to me what just happened with yourself and Fira?" And if she couldn't... well Dartor had a D-rang up his wide sleeve with her target data already set in.

 

[XThecommander]

I can't explain it fully, but, I can tell you this, she connected to me phsyicaly, which lead to me, and her forming a mental connection. We both were in my dreams, but these weren't my dreams, they were my dreams projected to a place in the physical world, where exactly, I don't know, but it was caused by the external force of my father.
She said, taking a swallow of air.
Should I explain the dream fully?
She asked, sipping from the cup of tea.

 

[BoosterGold]

Misfit walked into Dartor's lab, pizzas in hand, sparkle hat on head. "Alright someone triggered the Party Alarm, and I brought Victory Pizza." said Misfit

 

[Fishtie]

Dartor mentally kicked himself. It was a mental link of some kind. Dartor's own research into psyonics had been slow when he made any progress at all, the human brain was a tricky widget even when isolated.

He warmed his hands around his own mug, a cheap worn novelty mug with the phrase: Stand back! I'm going to try SCIENCE! emblazoned on the side. Taking a sip he felt a bit better. He then lifted his hand and tapped a spot on his glasses so that they began to record for later playback.

"Please do, clearly this was no figment of the mind. It would be best to do so while your memories are maximally sharp, whatever information we can get is a start." Dartor considered for a moment. "Also, if you could tell me about your father it might help. Is he a powerful mentalist, or would he need help with such an undertaking?"