2019-07-04, 11:39 PM (ISO 8601)
Re: [Masks] San Fransapporo: After Dark
- Freak: +0
- Danger: +0
- Savior: +1
- Superior: +2
- Mundane: +0
- [X] Been Reading the Files: You’ve learned about the superhuman world through your mentor’s resources. When you first encounter an important superpowered phenomenon (your call), roll + Superior. On a hit, tell the team one important detail you’ve learned from your studies. The GM will tell you what, if anything, seems different from what you remember. On a 10+, ask the GM a follow-up question; they will answer it honestly. On a miss, the situation is well outside your base of knowledge; the GM will tell you why.
- [X]Be Mindful of Your Surroundings: When you assess the situation before entering into a fight, you may ask one additional question, even on a miss.
- [X]Venting Frustration: When you directly engage while you are Angry, you can roll + the label your mentor denies (Mundane) and clear Angry.
The line between being a hero and being a villain is thinner for some; Lightbringer’s shift towards more hard-line tactics has also shifted her in Max’s mind ever closer to that line, and he hadn’t realized just how uncomfortable she made him till this moment. When she narrows her burning gaze on Ronin and implies that his team mate is somehow plotting with the Warlords, Max’s blood boils hot again. His teeth grit behind the mask, and the other emotions running high make it that much more difficult to keep his eyes from stinging with moisture again, but he couldn’t forgive that. His fingers curl into fists, as he fights his inner thoughts. How dare you!
When her full attention bears down on him however, he’s almost rendered queasy as the heat abruptly flashes cold in his veins, though only for a moment. Being called a Fisher brings back the admittedly futile rage, and every time the word ‘boy’ leaves her lips he finds himself imagining her being abruptly catapulted into space. He’s grateful for the physical mask hiding his seething grimace, not that it really likely hides his overarching emotional state all too well at the moment. At least for now, he can focus his anger on Lightbringer, rather than himself, and the guilt waiting to revisit and consume him.
When Cindy’s hand reaches out a second time and actually makes contact, he doesn’t tense up from the touch. To be fair, he’s already pretty tense already, but he actually seems to lean into the squeeze ever so slightly, perhaps not visibly, and he definitely doesn’t fight away from it. Out of sight of Lightbringer and once clean, he might even accept that bear-hug, for a once in a life time experience. He does however turn his head subtly but visibly in Moonshadow’s direction, in a form of acknowledgement and perhaps even gratitude, his eyes almost lifting to her face but not quite as he's still struggling to really hold anyone's gaze. Even more shocking, his opposite hand lifts towards hers as though intending to place it over Cindy's as a more overt yet still silent means of communicating said gratitude, but seeing and realizing how... dirty... his hands still are, he quickly drops it.
The thought of Lightbringer sending people to speak to them has him both frustrated and nauseated again; her words, ‘There will be time for interrogations’ flit through his mind once more. She was referring to the villains at the time, but even then he feels pity for them, and he’s not sure if they’re getting out much better.
He wasn’t sure that is, until Lightbringer appears to unceremoniously obliterate Coyote, leaving him no time to even concern himself with what it sounded like Coyote was trying to say and do prior. Ice in the veins again, and he’s glad for Cindy’s hand reminding him that this is reality and not a dream. Glad might not be the right word, actually. It would be better if this was all a dream.
For a moment however, Tsunami is so entirely overcome with righteous disbelief and blinding anger that he can’t move, barely remembering to breath; it feels like his head is simply full of static. Lightbringer’s callous dismissal grants him the ability to remember how to take breath, though it’s fast and unsteady, as he’s rapidly losing control. He finally pulls away from under Cindy’s reassuring hold, though it’s clearly not because of it, rather an unconscious reaction to what he’s just seen, and his natural tendency of flight vs. fight instincts leaning towards fight.
“What the--” A second hand catches his opposite shoulder however, and gentle as the initial grip is, it breaks him out of straight up cussing after Lightbringer or worse, chasing after. Which is objectively probably for the best, even if the righteous horror hasn’t left his gaze. He stares incredulously at who has just touched him instead, Ronin. At first there’s definitely resistance to being guided away, the gesture in this instance just made to aggravate him, but he does inevitably relent in the end and follow his suited team mate away from the others. His gaze goes from dazed to intent and expectant. The fury never leaves, but at least it doesn’t seem directed at her.
He doesn’t respond to the first statement, regardless of its urgency; that much he feels is an obvious truth. They need to figure this out, and the faster the better. He only turns his head slightly when Ronin glances over towards Lightbringer, not really wanting to look at her again, nor wanting to make it too obvious they’re discussing her, should anyone be looking.
"...she might be the one behind all of this."
The last words confirm a paranoid suspicion that has been questioning somewhere in the back of his mind. He hadn’t yet thought that the hero was specifically behind it perhaps, but he’s certainly started to wonder if she might be involved. Really, everyone is suspect in his mind. But Lightbringer’s actions did make him more uneasy than ever.
Quite stiffly, Tsunami nods in some form of agreement.
“I’m going back to base. If anyone else has nowhere to be... come too. We have a lot to talk about.” He utters the last words larger under his breath, so that beyond Ronin standing right next to him, and anyone hooked into their voice chat, it isn’t really audible.