AUTHORITY [CVnU Team]

@Alice_Summers: Mark smirked. "So, you're out to make the Pro-Reg side look bad, that it? I don't have to stand here and listen to this crap." He turned away. "Oh, and by the way, you're not the only one who knows a few video tricks." He tapped his tinted shades and gave a little smirk. The inbuilt camera had captured every movement, every word that had been said, and it was encrypted with so many different firewalls it would give a government sanctioned hacker a heart attack just thinking about.

@Marksman:Dark laughed"I'm on nobodies side"just than she shimmered revealing that she was actually a hologram all along right before dissipating.

@Alice_Summers: "Never said you were." He grinned and clipped his grapple gun back to his belt and triggered his comms. "It's all clear over here, headin back now." He said simply, before turning back to the headquarters.

After settling in Crow headed down to the training room he hadn't encountered anyone else from the Authority yet but he felt if they were to be somewhere it would probably be the training areas. They were suppose to be supreme meta hunting heroes, deadly assassins, and trained soldiers they were blades always trying to sharpen their point to be deadlier then the enemy. Crow had on a t shirt and a pair of basketball shorts he had an iPhone in his pocket and ear buds in to listen to some music, the training room he choice was rather simple compared to the other high tech versions it was a oval room that had a track that went around the outside of the room, the track could be set to put up obstacles, different terrains, and conditions, but Crow just wanted to run. He turned on the stop watch app on his iPhone and started to run while listening to 3 Days Grace "Chalk Outline".

Hrmm..

Zero the alien menace and infamous bounty hunter skorge of the Galaxy began picking on by standers harassing them with light pushes and trips.

@celtic: Mark sighed. "Stop." If the alien were to look at him, it woud see that Mark was talking from the other end of a fully drawn bow, the arrowhead gleaming in the sun. "Now."

@Marksman:Zero turned around seeing the marksman, for a moment there was a moment of brief silence before Zero started laughing hysterically.

@celtic: Mark scowled as his camera began scanning. "You're not registered, scumbag."

@Marksman:Zero began to laugh louder at the mention of the word scum bag as he/she fell to the ground back first and rolled around.

@celtic: Mark grinned and pressed a button on the arrowhead with his thumb. With perfect timing, he released the arrow, and it burst open as it sped through the air, turning from an arrow into a net.

@Marksman: the net successfully enveloped around the alien,"Hey"he/she said upset and began scanning the net to see if he/she could cut through it

@celtic: Mark stood over the net, a scowl on his face. "I warned you." He said darkly. "Now I'm taking you in."

@Marksman: "No" the bounty hunter said ominously "I'm taking you IN!" ripping through the net with brute strength and help by super heating the tips of the gauntlets claws.

"RAARG!"Celtic shouted monstrously charging at the Marksman swinging the super heated claw tips like a mad man.

@Sonic_Raider said:

Badass

@celtic: Mark anticipated the swing and dodged back, his retort a powerful left uppercut followed by a spinning kick.

@Marksman:The two hits got to their mark successfully causing the Zero to stumbled back and growl.

His new role as leader of Authority was something he hadnt anticipated, but it was a unanimous vote. He was the new leader, not long on the team he was the one to show the most ability in getting the odd assortment of members to follow him. He stood in the command room wondering if his leadership would be short lived, or would he bring Authority to the top.

"Mr. President. Yessir, I'm back." ...... "Yes, space sir. No, I was teleported to the other side of the galaxy. An intergalactic conquering type. Nordok. Yes, my report is already filed sir."

"Warsman? No, I hadn't heard." Things sounded bad. Metahumans were more trouble then they're worth. Anytime they got involved it was pure chaos. They'd rather put on their pajamas and fist fight then actually help people. "I see. I'll get right on that sir."

"Oh the Act? I'll get on that too." I'll also roll my eyes. "I have some candidates in mind sir, but I'll need presidential pardons for some of them."

"Of course sir. Have a nice day Mr. President." The red phone goes back on the cradle and I close and lock the steel case around it. Funny. I live my life with a direct line to the most powerful man in the world, and when we talk I can't wait for it to be over. Perhaps I'm getting tired of being me.

But paperwork awaited me. Lots and lots of forms to fill, and after I was done I had be debriefed be the joint chiefs on this 'Nordok' character and his henchwoman, Malice, or whatever her name was.

First things first though.

I type up a short add and place it online.

Secretary wanted. Must be willing to work long hours. Knowledgable of metahuman affairs. Full benefits, competitive pay. Apply at www.authority.gov

Click, and post.

Now for the dossiers of capes who might be looking for some work.

[[ Alrighties I'm back in action with this thing. We're recruiting again, same as always. I'm also looking to hire a secretary, if anyone's interested in the position throw me a PM. ]]

@_Strigidae_: [[ Haha, I thought that would get your attention! ]]

@_Quickster_: [ Someones gotta be the voice of reason here! And that someone is me. ]

@_Quickster_: [ See that's the problem here! All this chaos, destruction, and so forth because 'meta's have to stand together'.

But what happened to great power and great responsibility? ]

@_Quickster_: Well.

You should really think about signing these registration papers!

@_Quickster_: You should really sign..

@_Quickster_: Nope.

Its what happens to those who don't sign up.

Oh, so this is what you were talking about.

@Warsman: Well we're really about the Registration Act. But we look out for America's interests over seas as well.

@_Quickster_: Its a mystery ;-)

@_Quickster_: Sorry. That's called 'Pedophilia'. And I'm not cool with that.

@_Quickster_ said:

@Lady_Liberty: That's right, I forgot you knew me before like that. Too old looking for the youngins (unless I resort to killing people to youngen myself again), too young for the older women.#Quickster World Problems

Quickie, we live in a special world where aging rays exist :)

@_Quickster_: or clone her and use that for fun purposes

@Rumble Man said:

@_Quickster_: or clone her and use that for fun purposes

Instant death sentence for everyone involved lol.

@Lady_Liberty said:

@Rumble Man said:

@_Quickster_: or clone her and use that for fun purposes

Instant death sentence for everyone involved lol.

Who wants a USDA?

we gots yer bootleg here ...

;)

"Are you sure about this sir?' the thick British accent of Mortimer asked. Non-responsive, Quintus remained crouched on the slanted roof of the Authorities Tower. Dressed in an all black micro-woven body suit representing his Arashikage heritage the Knightfall Ninja slipped the coiled repelling line off his shoulder. Fastening it around his waist, he took off with blinding acceleration leaping off the edge of the building free falling until the line violently snapped tight. Whipping his body towards one of several oversized windows before an acrobatic display watched the Arashikage Death Adder crash through with cinematic authenticity. "I'm in." pressing his finger to the side of his head sending a telepathic message to his loyal butler. "The communications room is three floors beneath your current location. The security protocols have already been activated. Good luck sir."

@Quintus_Knightfall: Floating in front of my desk filling put paperwork for the pardon of one 'Cadwell, Mike' when I hear a window shatter. We're dozens of stories off the ground. Someone either made a dramatic entrance, or is about to make an impression on the pavement.

I turn my head toward the source of the nose. Ah. There. A ninja guy.

Well time to go say high.

With a thought I zoom to the door. The automatic door. Which opens... sloooooowly. Damn. I can't go super-speeding through a building with freaking automatic doors. Someone did not think this floor plan through all the way.

The door creeps open an inch... and then another inch. The 'Tick' of the second hand seems to stretch on forever, filling the office with a sound that seems like it will never end.

Waiting on a door at super-speed. This is stupid.

I fly back to the my window, work the latch and slide the window pane up. Cracks run through the glass. It seems like I'm moving in slow motion to me, but from the windows point of view its being ripped off the wall and hurled across the room. It will just have to be fixed.

Zipping down the side of the building until I spot the broken window. I zoom in and look around.

"Hello?"

@Lady_Liberty: Attempting to mentally project the illusion of an overweight tech support analyst, Quintus replies, "I heard the breaking glass and came to see what was going on." The Knightfall himself, back pressed against the sliding drawers of an executive desk crouching low, silently waits for his distraction to bare fruit. "I think maybe we had a jumper?" extending his arms out with a confused look.