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Post by Manah on Mar 9, 2020 17:23:15 GMT -5
Professor Moriarty
"...?!"
The redhead was - once again - immobilized, and as such, robbed of her ability to use almost all of her spells... with the exception of her mental tricks. Which had failed her last time. Still, she was not the kind of woman to give up without at least attempting to fight back.
She attempted to mind control the man directing the sentinels into letting her go.
'Release me this very instant', she commanded mentally. 20 (Ef) in Mesmerism (Project Thoughts/Control others) +4 from Genius, all into attempting to get the man to free me from whatever they trapped me with.
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Post by Hoots Rowlet on Mar 11, 2020 22:09:38 GMT -5
His eyes glaze over, and he complies. "Release her. Let's go." He said leaving as his sentinels release you from their grip.
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Post by Manah on Mar 30, 2020 0:41:42 GMT -5
Professor Moriarty
"......"
Helena frowned in annoyance as she watched the man leave with his machines, quickly closing the door and locking it. If this Trask was half as smart as he likely was, he would give up for now and retreat to rethink his strategy, since attacking the home of a woman of her social status in the light of day could only end up badly for him.
This was an unfortunate development either way. Her more or less secret magical powers would not remain secret for long, and this fool was so fanatical in his hunt of supers that he was ready and willing to attack someone who refused to assist him in her own home, and also had actually completed some of those Sentinels of his. As much as it hurt her pride to admit it, she had become one of those metahumans upon learning magic in order not to be undone by all those superhuman beings out there. In the past, she might have decided to stand with Trask. Now, it seemed like they would be enemies. And as the saying goes... enemies of one's enemies are one's friends.
She turned her smartphone on and dialed the number to contact the Avengers.
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Post by Hoots Rowlet on Apr 1, 2020 21:53:51 GMT -5
The phone rings, and you get Edwin Jarvis.
"Hello. Avengers Mansion... How may I be of service?"
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Post by Manah on Apr 3, 2020 17:30:47 GMT -5
Professor Moriarty
"Greetings... this is professor Helena James Moriarty. I was calling to inform the Avengers of a probable threat to our country, possibly even worse", she said, not recognizing the voice.
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Post by Hoots Rowlet on Apr 4, 2020 18:55:57 GMT -5
"I see... And what sort of Threat is that?" He asked.
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Post by Manah on Apr 13, 2020 20:55:29 GMT -5
Professor Moriarty
"A Mr. Derrek Trask, and his creation... namely humanoid-shaped robots designed to go after metahumans. And I have first-hand experience confirming that he's more than willing to use it with or without support from the authorities", she explained.
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Post by Hoots Rowlet on Apr 14, 2020 21:15:26 GMT -5
"I see. I will be sure to alert the team asap." He said.
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Post by Manah on Apr 15, 2020 1:13:51 GMT -5
Professor Moriarty
"Of course. Thank you. If they need more extensive information, I will gladly provide answers either by phone or in person", she said. "...And on that note, have a nice day."
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Post by Hoots Rowlet on Apr 15, 2020 21:55:17 GMT -5
He confirms that he heard that, says goodbye and hangs up.
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Post by Manah on Apr 16, 2020 11:59:58 GMT -5
Professor Moriarty
"Hm. I somewhat expected him to ask more details as to how I found out, but that's actually fine by me", the redhead said to herself, shrugging, before she glanced outside to make sure the man and his robotic thugs had left/were leaving.
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Post by Hoots Rowlet on Apr 16, 2020 18:24:05 GMT -5
You go outside to check, but find nothing of the sort neither hide nor hair of him or his robots.
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Post by Manah on Apr 16, 2020 23:56:21 GMT -5
Professor Moriarty
"The threat has gone... for now. I take it he knew I would call for help the moment he left and didn't want to stay around to risk it", the redhead pondered. She found it ironic that she had essentially ended up having to sort of help protecting the world after spending so much effort, money and resources to potentially lead to worldwide chaos. Fate had a curious sense of humor.
Frowning, she returned to her office, desiring to take her mind off of the attack by reading a good book.
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Post by Hoots Rowlet on Apr 17, 2020 19:56:14 GMT -5
You arrive at your office without problems.
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Post by Manah on Apr 24, 2020 22:10:07 GMT -5
Professor Moriarty
The redhead sat at her desk after picking up a random book from her personal collection, once more pondering when this mysterious Holmes would finally show up. Sighing, she began reading, focusing her attention on the volume.
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