capeandcowllogs | Things fall apart [OPEN]

Things fall apart [OPEN]

WHO: SLADE (

wantsapprentice) and ANYONE ELSE on this list
WHERE: All over downtown!
WHEN: TODAY!
WARNINGS: Violence, fire, and a batshit Slade!
SUMMARY: SLADE LOSES HIS MARBLES, AND PEOPLE COME TO KICK HIS ASS AND CLEAN UP THE MESS.
FORMAT: Quicklog! Tag yourselves in!

FIRE

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From a rooftop only a few blocks away from the epicenter of destruction, Palpatine watched in cool contemplation as the fires raged through the city. Something had set Slade off...Palpatine cleared his mind, reaching out through the Force to the other man. What he found...an incredible sensation of loss, anguish, and rage. He laughed, leaning on his cane on top of the roof as he watched the chaos, as well as the various heroes rushing to stop it.

Today was going to be most entertaining.

After watching the blaze for a while, and seeing the various heroes begin to arrive to combat it, Palpatine decided on a new strategy. Perhaps this event could be used to gain information on one or more of the heroes that were flying about. He left the rooftop, and made his way a few blocks closer, until he was at the foot of a building that was just beginning to catch on fire. Looking up at it, he smiled. He had played the helpless old man before, he could certainly do it again.

He quickly made his way upstairs, into a room that was near a window. As the building began to blaze he kept his position, near the window, so that he could be spotted if need be. Also, in case a quick escape was necessary, he would be able to do that as well. Let them come save him.

Tony was already rocketing away from his encounter with the "American Son" when he caught sight of a wrinkled old man by a window. The fires crept up the building, not even flinching at the concrete and mortar, tearing through them. He launched himself into the air, and was to the level the man was at almost instantly. "Back away from the window," he ordered, before extending his hand.

[ Power at 9% ] The information flashed before his eyes, and a quick burst, and the window was blown apart, and he reached out an iron hand towards the man.

"You should have evacuated, come on."

"I'm afraid I'm not able to move like I once was," he replied, making his voice softer, as if he was frightened, as he analyzed the man who stood before him. Another man who wore a completely metal suit, albeit a lot more brightly colored than Vader or Slade. He began to take a few steps towards him, using his cane in an even more extreme fashion than normal, to simulate weakness.

"Please, I don't want to die..." Palpatine was a rather good actor. He was good at convincingly playing the victim.

Tony rolled his eyes from beneath his mask. "Don't worry, you'll be just fine," his metallic voice echoed in the chambers of his suit, and he hovered closer, reaching out his arms. "Although the faster you get out here, the safer you'll be," he explained calmly.

This was old habits for him, but he waited calmly for the man to step out. He continued to watch the streets, looking for trouble, fielding instructions to the police and fire fighters through their walkie talkies, watching from space. Always watching, a million and one things in one head, fielding this, conducting a meeting, looking for the perpetrators.

It was hard for Palpatine to contain his contempt for this man, but he played the part admirably, moving close enough so that the iron-clad man could take him to safety, making sure that his grasp on his cane was tight enough so that he wouldn't lose it, and so that his lightsaber hilt wouldn't be easily felt.

The whole time, he began to gently pry into the man's mind with the Force, finding a confusing web of thoughts, which Palpatine would have expected more to be coming from a droid, except that he was indeed alive. Interesting.

He held the old man in his arms, before quickly rocketing away from the building, keeping an eye on the location from space, watching for any more stragglers. "Did you see anyone else in the building?" he questioned, his mind running through possible places to drop the old man off at, ones with the quickest routes of return and finally selected one, lying the best trajectory before flying in the direction. He didn't have to go far, thankfully.

[ Scan complete. No life forms. ]

He acknowledge this with a mental push towards the scanners, instead focusing now on everything else around him. "Will you be alright if I drop you off here?" he asked, slowing the quick burst of flight before starting to drop down.

"Not that I could see," he replied, as they flew out of the building and towards the ground. This seemed be confirmed as he left the building completely, and the two of them lowered to the ground. Once they had touched down, Palpatine slid himself out of the man's arms to the ground, falling on his back, and making a show of slowly pulling himself back to his feet. He had to consider his audience, after all.

"I suppose that this will be fine," he said, dusting himself off, leaning on his cane once more. As he regarded the flames around him, he reached out with the Force, yanking out one of the support structures for the building that he had been in, making it tumble to the ground, despite the fact that it hadn't been burning that much.

"That looked rather suspicious, don't you think?" he asked him, maintaining his puzzled expression.

Tony nodded as he turned to assess the building. "Unknown catalyst," he mentioned, already focusing on the building for a few moments, scanning it.

"You'll be alright?" he questioned, already plotting his next trajectory.

"I believe I will be quite alright, thanks to you," he replied, tilting his head up to look at the man for a few moments. A smile came to his face. "A pleasure to meet you, Tony Stark." A slight chuckle, as he turned, and began to walk away.

Tony nodded in response. He was so used to people knowing his name, his identity public that he simply launched off from the concrete, heading back towards the fray. He didn't respond, but instead just left.

They did say his people skills occasionally needed work.

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Things fall apart [OPEN]

NOT QUITE DAMAGE CONTROL [EDITED AGAIN BECAUSE I AM A SPAZ HOLY SHIT]

AND HERE HE COMES TO SAVE THE DAY!

GODDAMMIT, NOT ANOTHER GUY COMPLETELY COVERED WITH METAL WTF.

AND HE DOES IT WILLINGLY

THAT'S GOTTA BE A FIRST

HE'S ABOUT AS BAD AS VADER REALLY. 3 WEEKS IN THE SUIT AND NO BREAKS

THAT'S PRETTY GROSS, BRO.

YEAH IT IS. HE CAN BE KIND OF GROSS SOMETIMES

AAAAAAAAND, MINDFUCK GO!

xDD