First Floor Lobby, Sunday Morning [11 AM - Noonish]

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

It had taken all night, but they'd finally cobbled together a device they hoped would work, and with Bridge's help Conner had tracked Mesogog down to his current hideout in the sewers. (Which was at least an easier place to get to than, say, a moonbase or an alternate dimension.) So now it was cleanup time.

Conner had left a few messages for people: Heard what you can do, and I could use your skills. Meet me in the lobby if you can come along? He had the transporter device with him, and his weapons -- well, they were in their dimensional storage pocket-thing, anyway, so pretty much ready. All that he needed now was the rest of the team. Maybe not the team he used to have, but in the end, he'd decided, there really wasn't that much difference.

[OOC: For my fight volunteers, primarily, but open if you want to wander through and go "WTF?" Handwave that you got the above message, or just happen by. If you didn't sign up but want to join in, I might be able to accommodate one or two more -- ping me on AIM (FutureBucsStar) or email (rpg.shanie @ gmail . com) if so. Fight post will be going up in about an hour, at which point I'll start a chatroom to coordinate OCD is up and good to go..]

Comments

Assemble Here

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

To fight or boggle. Magical spandex not included.

Re: Assemble Here

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

After receiving the message, Peter went down to the weapons locker and grabbed his sword. Because it just wasn't a fight without it. "Morning, Conner," he said as he entered the lobby.

Re: Assemble Here

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Hey Peter."

Re: Assemble Here

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

"Billy," Peter said with a nod.

Re: Assemble Here

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Peter," Conner said, giving him a thumbs-up in lieu of the smile he couldn't see at the moment anyway. "Knew I could count on you, man."

Re: Assemble Here

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter nodded back. "Absolutely. You and Bridge found your enemy?"

Re: Assemble Here

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"We did," Conner confirmed. "He's in the sewers, and he's got T-drones with him."

Re: Assemble Here

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy heard the message, dressed quickly and made a trip to the weapons locker. Knife sheathed at his thigh, gun holstered at his hip, and katanna in hand, he hoped he wasn't over dressed.

"What's going on?"

Re: Assemble Here

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner laughed shortly. "Let's just say we're going hunting."

Re: Assemble Here

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"okay that'll work. What are we hunting?"

Re: Assemble Here

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"An old friend of mine." The way Conner said 'friend' made it pretty obvious that it was just the opposite, actually. "Gotta stop him before he builds himself a real army and tries to wipe out the earth. Some guys never learn, I guess."

Re: Assemble Here

[justmisplaced.livejournal.com]

Shawn's given up his crutches in favour of a walking cast and a lot of painkillers for this. Helping get rid of evil lizardy things seemed like as good an excuse to do that as any.

He made his way over to Conner, "I'm guessing you figured out a way to get rid of the nasty reptilian thing."

Re: Assemble Here

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Pretty much," Conner told him. "It's gonna be interesting, though, I can tell you that . . . you sure you're going to be all right?"

Re: Assemble Here

[justmisplaced.livejournal.com]

"They told me two weeks," Shawn said with a shrug. "It's been... two weeks. I'm sure it'll be fine."

"I won't be getting right in there with the fighting or anything, obviously. But, if you need me, I'm there with the healing, or y'now, anything else."

Re: Assemble Here

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"My skill set is rather narrow. Were you talking about the one where I can play guitar, the one where I cook crepes, or the one where I kill people for money? And what's with the outfit?"

Re: Assemble Here

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Maybe he wants you to kill people with crepes?" Billy not Leo suggested.

Re: Assemble Here

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"It's my superhero costume," Conner said dryly. "No, seriously, and I'm glad I have it right now. And I guess I could pay you for helping me take out a bunch of crazy lizardpeople . . . got a payment plan?"

Re: Assemble Here

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Buy me lunch one day and we'll call it even," Pip said as he lit up a cigarette. "Any idea of their strength, numbers, deployment, and tactics?"

Assignment Briefing

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Once everyone was gathered, Conner got up to give them the lowdown on the situation.

[[Will ping in with the actual speech shortly.]]

Re: Assignment Briefing

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner took off his helmet, not even bothering to hide the fact that his hair was pretty much a nightmare at this point.

"Okay," he said, "here's the deal. We've got Mesogog, and about a dozen Tyrannodrones, down in the sewers and we've gotta take 'em out. The T-drones are strong and have cybernetic enhancements, but they're not too smart -- watch out for those arms, though, 'cause they hurt. We're not going to get lucky and have them just disappear, since there's no invisiportals for them to use around here. But they will protect Mesogog, and they don't know when to quit, so we need to finish them."

He paused, drumming on the top of the transporter device for emphasis. "As for Mesogog . . . don't go after him until I give the word. There's a perfectly innocent human trapped in that body with him." Okay, that was a bit of an overstatement, but it sort of helped with the emphasis. "This should be able to get Mercer separate, and once that happens he's fair game. Just be careful, and don't let him mess with your brain. He's way smarter than the T-drones. If we're lucky he won't be at full strength just yet, but I'm not counting on that. Any questions?"

Re: Assignment Briefing

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy raised his hand. "Who's Mesogog, and what are Tyranodrones?" Who are the cowboys? What's homecoming?

Re: Assignment Briefing

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Tyrannodrones are dumb grunt troops," Conner said -- though it might be arguable that 'dumb' coming from him was a bit of a pot-kettle thing. "They're cloned from dinosaur DNA and pretty strong thanks to the cybernetics, but they're not that tough to defeat. Faster than they look, though. Mesogog, though . . . he's a megalomaniac with psionic abilities." Look, Conner knows a big word! And he's not sane even if you want to stretch the definition."

Heading Out

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

And once everyone was clear on the situation, Conner picked up the transporter device and headed for the doors. "Okay, guys, let's do it."

Re: Heading Out

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

[[Which would be to say, fight post is here (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/1286478.html).]]

OOC

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Because it feels wrong to exclude it, now.