El has been with the site for nearly two years now and has continued to prove her value. Currently, she is heading up our site event, Battle for Liberterram, on top of keeping up with her own personal plots.
Lux's posts are all wonderful to read. She has done a wonderful job of grasping the new universe and incorporating Peggy into it.
It's good to see Spidey back on the site. Watching him deal with the universe shift in his own snarky way has been nothing short of entertaining.
Eight O'Clock on the Dot!
El and Lux are making magic in this thread. Straight up fireworks, and the way they've played with drawing out the reveal is top class.
There's not much time to clean up. It's all of a day before the skies cloud over with even more of the attacking aliens, in larger bulk this time. Exhausted and worn as they are, the heroes of the city band together to fight yet again...
The SHIELD Agents on are armed with bullets that contain nanites that should be able to shut down both the biological and electronic systems of the Chitauri at once, they are more prepared for that threat than before, but the Chitauri have brought with them beasts that Earth has not seen before. These have been shared, at this point, with anyone else on the ground with weapons that can utilize them.
A thunderstorm has come in with the arrival of the Atlanteans, filling the air with rain and lightning. The unearthed Reaver ship is in orbit at this point, brought by the Svartalfar on Earth, and battling the enemy ships in orbit.
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Leviathan: Large, flying, whale-like creatures built for destruction, the nanites are not effective on them due to their size. Armed with teeth and size. (Approx. 3)
Chitlian: Bulked-up Chitauri soldiers that are more machine than biological. The nanites will take them down for brief periods, but they do reboot the system. Stronger than regular Chitauri and exempt from the hive-mind. Armed with Chitauri guns and spears. (Approx. 150)
Svartalfar: The Dark Elves are superhumanly strong and excellently trained. They will sometimes have various kinetic abilities in addition and carry weapons similar to the Chitauri. (Approx. 100)
SHIELD Medics: Deployed to assist with the civilians more than anything, they are not particularly useful for fighting.
SHIELD Field Agents: Deployed to help take down the aliens, they are armed with the weapon in their favorite gun, in addition to a close-quarters weapon.
SHIELD Snipers: Deployed to buildings and surrounding areas or in choppers and planes above the battle with long-range weapons, they function as eyes in the sky and long-range gunmen.
Brotherhood Mutants: Morrigan brings with her some of the members of the Brotherhood, who jump into action as protection for their own kind.
New York Police: Armed only with their issued weapons, the police will mainly handle crowd control.
Atlantean Soldiers: Strong physical fighters, they are good at what they do. Atlanteans have ranged energy weapons.
Atlantean Elite: Armored, the Atlantean Elite represent the Empire's best, and they are skilled in a wide array of weapons, from several types of ranged energy weapons to melee weapons. Their armoring makes them considerably more durable than the average soldier, and their experience and skill is unmatched.
Asgardian Warriors: Superhumanly strong and with the occasional magical ability, these are highly-trained warriors with centuries of battle under their belt. Only a small group have made their way to Midgard for this battle, but they have spread throughout the city.
There's thunder in the sky that has been brought along by the arrival of the Atlantean army. Rain is coming at a steady beat, although not a heavy one. SHIELD is all over the area, and they've handed out their nanite-filled bullets to those in the area that prefer such weaponry. The NYPD is on-hand, helping to escort civilians to safety as people are still being dug out of the rubble of the first attack. The flash of the Bifrost was seen in the early pre-dawn hours over Manhattan, heralding the arrival of the Asgardians to the city, at their head travelling Thor and Baldr behind their Father, Odin, who many are in awe of though he does not seem pleased to be there.
It is still early when sirens breach the air, leviathans breaking through the clouds to deliver Chitauri to the ground in another attack, in larger numbers than before. With them are strange creatures of blue and purple skin; the Asgardians identify them as Svartalfar. There are occasional flashes in the sky that one would have to look closely at to discover they are not lightning; the Chitauri motherships are being fired upon by an ancient ship of Svartalfar make.
Behind these alien attackers, and not yet having reached the planet's surface, Thanos comes. His eminent arrival spreads a feeling of doom in the air that cannot quite be pinpointed by those on the ground - yet.
Hell's Kitchen is full of people that haven't been able to escape the trouble that's been caused. For the most part, they're stuck in the city still. Nearby Broadway is where the brunt of the attack hits, with Stark Tower on the Midtown skyline the target they're moving towards.
Tony had spent most of the previous day assisting with clean-up throughout the city and promising various favors in the aftermath of whatever happened next across the city. He'd only returned to the Tower itself thirty minutes earlier, discarding the much-beat-up armor in his workshop to deal with later and heading to drink a gallon or so of water to deal with his parched throat.
This was, of course, when the sirens sounded again. Groaning a bit, Tony called for the Mark Fifty, suiting up and flying out the window easily. There were aliens coming down on Hell's Kitchen, and that was where he headed, flying in with guns blazing - or what passed for guns on the Iron Man suit. It seemed that the Chitauri had brought something else with them this time, and as he flew over what was already a battleground below, he caught sight of the person that would know what they were.
Landing next to Sigyn as he hacked into nearby SHIELD frequencies to see who else was on the ground, he blasted a Chitlian right in their power source to take it down. "What are the more humanoid ones?" he questioned the Asgardian as he clicked over to hear Morse on the line. "Hey Morse. Nanites are working like a charm on the Chitauri. Mental high-five!"
Catching sight of one of the leviathans in the air on this block, he heaved a small sigh as JARVIS scanned it. They should really work on those first, he thought. "So. How do you feel about helping me with one of the big ones?" he asked Sigyn, a smirk beneath his mask that could be heard in his voice nonetheless. He was worried a bit over Darcy again, but he pushed those thoughts aside in order to focus on the tasks at hand. She'd be fine; she'd been fine in the first attack, hadn't she?
"Morse, I'm going after the Leviathan on West 49th," he added on the comms, "You in charge in this sector?" He wondered where the other Avengers were, but by the looks of the skies there were plenty of aliens to go around, so perhaps they were elsewhere in the city.
Post by Sigyn Iwaldidottir on Mar 30, 2016 23:13:52 GMT
So Let The Storm Come
tag: @bobbi // words: 867 // notes: N/A
Sigyn and the Odinsons had returned from Asgard, as well as the Lady Sif. While the Odinsons and the Allfather himself had arrived elsewhere in the city of New York, as well as Sif arriving elsewhere. Sigyn went with her mother and three sisters who were actually within the war effort, Syn, Nanna and Snotra. Her other sisters were helping out in different ways back in Asgard. It had been like pulling a rotten tooth out of one’s mouth, but eventually they’d convinced Odin to assist the world of man. Her Uncle’s people, the Ljosalfar, were assisting Asgard in it’s protection without this group of Warriors, while he took a contingent to fight other forces that had allied themselves with the Mad Titan. It also helped that Vidar remained back in Asgard as its current protector, since Thor had flown off to Earth.
While her mother was no longer considered the Queen of the Valkyries, she still commanded quite a bit of respect from them, and a group of them had gone out flying, many of the Valkyries excited for the prospect to finally bring back fallen soldiers that were not of Asgard once more. Sigyn found herself dispatched with a contingent of soldiers, most of which were content to be…well, soldiers. The battle had already begun, but Sigyn couldn’t help but feel that everyone and everything was stretched too thin. If this was a main attack force here, would it not be more prudent to send the Dark Elves to attack Asgard in its weakened state?
Apparently not; the Mad Titan wasn’t called Mad for no reason. One could also chalk up ‘stupid’ under that list of titles. All the better for Asgard and Midgard, Sigyn supposed. She and the soldiers arrived in some area of the city, besieged by Chitauri and…Svartalfar. She sighed; if their Prince was so pig-headed that he condemned them to death based on pride instead of pragmatism, she had to assume the worse. That they were willing allies of the Mad Titan.
Part of her wished to try one last time to get through the elves. Perhaps she would try, but there were no guarantees that they’d be left alone, that was for sure. Their royal house had certainly seen to that, completely incinerating any bridge that could be built between their people. Maybe it was time for a change of Rulers.
As she was lost in thought, not bothering to focus on the Chitauri since the soldiers were more than handling them for this moment, Mr. Stark the not so Iron Man (really, it wasn’t made out of Iron, so why that name? Midgardians were weird.) arrived on the scene.
“Svartalfar. Does no one your planet read anything?” Sigyn said, still surprised that almost no one knew about them, even in a legend sense of the matter. At the silence, she remembered to translate it. "Dark Elves." She supposed it was to be expected for the average person, but it was hard understanding it coming from those in SHIELD and the Avengers, sans the Captain. She did not hear the other connection to anyone else. It would also be tough because, as she’d noted, the Atlanteans occasionally looked bizarrely similar, though glimpses of their armor versus the Svartalfar’s would help those tell them apart.
She could feel the sense of humor leaking through as Tony asked for her assistance in taking down one of the stupidly slow moving Leviathans. This was not her expertise, at all. Why did SHIELD and Iron Man keep expecting this sort of thing from her. Did they not realize that Thor and Vidar were not exactly, well…the normal level of Asgardian?
“Not thrilled.” Sigyn said in response, still being her more blunt self. She really would’ve rather waited until much later on in the battle to use a heavy supply of magic; as she’d repeatedly told SHIELD, her magic was much weaker on Midgard and she already wasn’t a top tier sorcerer from Asgard. Even with her focus created here, it just wasn’t the same. It was much better, sure, but there were still problems.
“What, exactly do you need?” Sigyn asked him. While aiming from the ground could be tricky, it would be a lot easier than trying to figure out how to get up there in the first place to aim, and then get back down and then potential rinse and repeats of that action. But the Leviathan was going a major threat in the first place, so as much as she somewhat wanted to stay around with her people, she supposed they were the priority targets.
“Please offer the option of surrender to the Svartalf soldiers fighting.” Sigyn said to the Asgardian Captain of the soldiers with them, more in their native language. It was an unimportant detail to Tony, anyway. The soldier thought about refusing, and then noted the look in Sigyn’s eye and decided not to argue.
“Well, let us go and deal with the problem, then.” Sigyn said, turning back to face Tony once again.
She'd been given charge of a group of agents since she understood how the hive mind thing worked, for the most part. And knew which aliens could get taken out by the nanite bullets, so the younger agents never had to guess. In the brief break, she'd been on a plane back from across the country. So she had been planning and filling in some blanks with HQ.
She was just as exhausted now, but she knew they had to keep going. Fighting them and keeping their planet was the ultimate plan. Bobbi had been glad to be back in New York, though that pleasure was short lived. The sirens started up again and her plan of attack was put into motion. Her group headed out, and she placed them in their strategic spots where they could have the best view, and still have the capability to move when needed.
Then Stark popped on the line. “Well hello to you too Tony. High fives are good.” Bobbi retorted, getting into position and waking up her batons to take out some of the Chitlians. They didn't seem to like too much voltage which was fine with her. “Yeah, Stark I am. Why? You have an idea? She asked, leaping on ones back, and hitting it with the full voltage she could. It fell backwards, and she pushed off so she didn't get squished by… however much they weighed; Bobbi didn't care for theath at that moment.
“Everybody duck!” Bobbi hollered, watching one of the chariots make a beeline for the center of the regroup area she's sort of set up, after one of the agents shot the Chitauri flying it. One thing she knew for sure, babysitting was not her style, but she'd deal because everyone was a rookie at some point in their lives. “Don't bring the whole back here, we don't have thean power to take those down Stark. Youre on your own with that. “Unless he'd found help, but she wasn't too sure, nor did she have time to care.
When the blonde heard the crash, she finally looked up and was glad she did, three more Chitlians were headed her way. She scooped up one of the dropped Chitauri staffs, snapping her batons back together and stood before charging at them, firing the Chitauri weapon at one first, watching it crumble before ducking under a sword swing and jabbing one end of her staff right into its core. She hit the button to make it spark and watched the second one fry. The third one least at her while her baton was in its comrade, and she ducked, rolling out of the way, landing on her back. Bobbi fired the Chitauri staff and wasn't sure if she actually hit it or not. She fired twice more just to make sure.
Post by Z inactive maureenevans on Apr 3, 2016 6:30:39 GMT
“My name is Death and the end is here…”
In the quiet predawn hours, Morrigan secluded herself from the rest of the men and women who’d gathered after the initial attack. She’d seen a good many of them at the meetings she kept going after Morgan’s untimely demise, but most seemed to be new faces, brought into the fold during the world’s time of need by the Brothers and Sisters who’d already seen the light.
A part of her wanted to meet all of the new people, but for the moment, she was too exhausted. Instead, she allowed Geo to schmooze with the new folks. He always seemed to have an easy time communicating with others, while Morrigan herself suffered due to inadequate socialization skills. It was a problem, and she was working it… But not now. There were other, larger things at stake right now.
Humanity alone was not going to be enough to see them through this war if there was another attack. They would need the aid of their superior brethren if they ever sought to glimpse the light of day again. It was inevitable, really. This Chitauri invasion was just a spur into the flank of the horse that was humankind, guiding them towards a safer, brighter future - one with more advanced beings at the helm.
The sound of a door opening dragged Morrigan up and out of her meditative state. Bright sapphire eyes flashed open as she noticed the moisture on her skin. When had it begun to rain? Fighting back a shiver, Morrigan eased back to her feet and turned to face her visitor. A gentle blue aura surrounded the young man and she smiled sadly as she moved to meet him under the cover of the overhang.
“Yes… It is…” she responded, stopping in front of the mutant. It was a pity he would not make it through this next attack. He’d been a good, hard-working young man, full of fervor and passion for the cause. Perhaps she’d find a decent replacement among the new ranks. And speaking of which… “Are the others in place?”
He nodded and she responded in kind, a fraction of relief washing over her. She had sent groups of Brotherhood members throughout the city to recruit any and all aid they could drag up. Hopefully with their forces split, they could cover more ground and reach more ears. They weren’t fighting for humanity - they were fighting for their home. Surely, Erik would have done the same thing were he still in power.
“Good. Let’s get to ground.” Her eyes danced up as the crack of a high-powered engine filled the air, and she watched the red and gold suit of Iron Man rocket by. “The battle will be upon us soon.” With a target like that - one of the Avengers themselves - in the area, Morrigan was certain they’d have their hands full today.
It didn’t take long for the squadron of Brotherhood mutants - nearly two dozen, by her count, and almost half of them limned in light blue - to arrive on the scene. After dealing with a group of Chitauri, Morrigan motioned for the group to follow her as she moved towards familiar form of Tony Stark’s suit. There was a SHIELD detachment not far from their location, so Morrigan sent half of her ragtag fighters off to aide them. She may not work for the organization anymore, and she may not have enjoyed fighting alongside the arrogant agent during the last attack… but any positive perception of the Brotherhood to the people who really mattered was certainly not a bad thing.
“Mr. Stark!” Morrigan called out, finally reaching the billionaire and his detachment of… Asgardians? Her eyes skimmed their ranks briefly in search of a familiar face. When she didn’t see the Prince Baldr, she shoved the ounce of concern back down and set her jaw.
Motioning one blue hand backwards, she summoned a pair of mutants, both with eyes aglow, clearly eager for a fight. “My men wish to aid you with the destruction of the Leviathans. I think you will find them most useful. Wheatley!” With a snap of her fingers, a young man appeared by her side in the blink of an eye. “They even come with their own transport.”
With that, Morrigan took half a step back so that Tony and the Asgardians could appraise the two mutants standing before them. They certainly didn’t look like much, but Morrigan knew better than to judge a book by its cover. The smaller man had not been a part of her group during the first attack, but she’d heard firsthand tales of his acidic.. puke, for lack of a better term.. sizzling right through a Leviathan’s thick armor. Blaze she was loathe to give up - he’d proven incredibly useful at breaking up large groups of Chitauri with his fiery attacks. But logic dictated he go where he’d be the most useful, and that was up with the big guns.
“The rest of us,” she drawled, turning to the female Asgardian who seemed to be in charge, “will remain here on the ground or in the air.” As if on cue, a mutant at the back leapt up, grabbing hold of a passing chariot. The Chitauri manning the vessel came flying off one at a time, shortly before the chariot took a nosedive into the street half a block down. In moments, the mutant was back, using powerful legs to launch himself over the group of Asgardian soldiers until he was at Morrigan’s side, a cocky grin on his lips, showing off sharpened teeth.
Victoria had spent most of the trip to the surface resting, she needed time to regain her strength after the amount of power she'd used in the attack on Atlantis. For the first time, Kaimus was coming with her. She was glad for his company, and glad that Namor had put aside what differences he seemed to have had with the world in order to join this fight. She still hadn't heard anything from her mother, but most of the western seaboard was still pulling itself together and the chances of anyone getting through were slim as of yet. She couldn't think about that now, it would just prove a distraction. Namor had also had enough wisdom not to name Tori the leader of any Atlantean forces, sure she was their focal point, there to keep her safe just as much as they were there to help protect the city but what Tori knew about troop tactics could fit on the head of a pin. Kaimus instead was named leader of their group.
It would seem Namor had thought of everything, and Tori waited until the magic had settled on her before moving. Now that she could communicate with Namor without being near him, she felt much better. Of course, she worried about him, Namor was her friend and Tori was now one of his citizens, which also made him her King. Still, with all her knowledge of the city she had decided to find Dr. Stark and offer her assistance. The rain didn't bother her so much, in fact she welcomed it. Where there was rain, there was lightning and that could be used as a weapon where Tori was concerned. She had changed out of her Supersuit, though it had originally been made for the depths of Atlantis it would serve much the same purpose on the surface. It's material would help protect her from attack and keep her insulated against the cold.
As she and the Atlanteans approached the area Iron Man had been seen, a large shadow passed over them and Tori glanced up. Her lips curled into a wicked grin. "Stand back!" She called to the others, they instantly obeyed her, most not wanting to be anywhere near her power. This part was trickier, she couldn't hurl lightning up here like she could under the sea but she could do something else entirely. It took more focus, she had line everything up just right. As the Leviathan passed over her, Tori pulled one of the copper daggers from her belt and pointed upwards towards the clouds and the underbelly of the best. Her magnetic field grew so intense it made the Atlanteans itch uncomfortably. They did their best to protect her while she focused, energy blasts taking out Chitauri around them. When it happened, it was like time stood still for Tori, she could see everything in slow motion. A massive bolt of lightening shot down from the sky and struck the Leviathan, moving through the large beast only to continue it's path down to Tori.
Being struck by lightning might have sounded incredibly bad to anyone else, but Tori absorbed the energy into herself. The rain that fell, now rose off her in steaming waves. The beast began to descend towards the city, slowly. It wasn't dead yet, but it was limping pretty badly. "Did someone order an alien BBQ?" Tori asked, closing the distance so she and the Atlanteans could meet Tony and Sigyn, and a mutant woman she didn't yet know. She had seen Sigyn a few times during her work at the tower for Tony but the two of them hadn't gotten to meet properly yet.
Tony let out an offended gasp at that. “I read. Ancient Norse myths aren’t exactly my specialty, however,” he protested as he blasted one of them. Dark Elves. He supposed that, looking at them, he could understand where the name came from. He was a bit disappointed as Sigyn seemed to dismiss his request for assistance with the leviathan, as it would be fun to work side-by-side with the Asgardian sorceress. He still hadn’t studied their magic in a way that was suitable to him, so a bit of up-close analysis in the field would be nice.
“No, it’s fine. You don’t have to help,” he replied to her, though he was already calculating strategic vantage points and getting a look at the SHIELD files to see who else they clocked in the area that could assist with the big guys.
Hearing Bobbi commenting that they didn’t have the kind of manpower he’d need to take down the leviathans, he knew that Sigyn would be his most beneficial ally still. “SHIELD doesn’t have any other heavy-hitters in the area,” he explained to Sigyn, “And I’d rather not fly through one of those things again; I need this suit to last a bit better. We just need to blast out its brain and keep the body from knocking anything too important over on the way down, right?” Even though he could hear the SHIELD comms in his ear, he kept his chatter with Sigyn out of them for the most part; he knew not to clog them up if he could help it.
“I’ve got Sigyn, Bobbi; we’ll see what we can manage together,” he informed the SHIELD agent currently in charge. Tony wasn’t a fan of taking orders, but he knew when to suck it up and defer to someone else; this was certainly one of those times where he could benefit from teamwork.
Tony spun slightly when he heard his name being called and had JARVIS do a quick scan of SHIELD files to see if she was in there. Apparently she was ex-SHIELD; defected a while back. She was here to help now, though, and appeared to have brought her mutant friends. His mind ran over the woman’s offer of assistance as he studied the mutants that stepped forward. “And what is it that you do?” He questioned, flipping to Morse’s private channel inside the helmet as he listened to their abilities. “Morse, we’ve got the Brotherhood on deck. They’re friendlies for the moment, so don’t be surprised when you run into some. Ex-SHIELDy is leading them.”
His mind was running over possible uses for the mutants he’d been offered, and he nodded his thanks to the woman. “Well, I think we can find a use for them,” he grinned under the mask, “Thank you, Miss… Evans.” Good thing he had JARVIS to provide information he couldn’t remember.
“Change of plans, Lady Sigyn. You stay here and help her organize ground attacks; I’m taking these two into the air,” he said to the Asgardian before addressing the mutants, “Acid-boy; you weaken the leviathan’s armor after you get up there. Concentrate on its head. Once you get through, I’ll blast the brain to smithereens and we’ll see about mitigating damage as it falls.”
His orders were interrupted by giant lightning arcing through a group of Atlanteans and Tony blinked as he saw none other than one of his former interns at the heart of it - she still worked for him, but he hadn't realized she was all buddy-buddy with Namor's people. “Well then,” he said, watching the leviathan lilt in the air. “C’mon, finish the job!” The mutants snapped to and were soon teleported to the beast to finish the job and Tony gave a salute towards Tori. “Good to see you, my precious little traitor,” he joked - hanging out with Atlanteans; really? - before taking off into the air to help with the beast; ready to blast it to death and attempt to keep it away from the buildings.
Post by Sigyn Iwaldidottir on Apr 8, 2016 4:54:46 GMT
So Let The Storm Come
tag: 2bobbi // words: 1150 // notes: ---
“We had thought them long dead.” Sigyn said, pausing only for a beat. “Well, to be fair, the warriors did. I did not.” Sigyn said, not that this detail was important in the grand scheme of things. “Ah, it is...I am simply honest about my feelings. It is my duty to assist Midgard.” Sigyn supplied at the quick reply that she wasn’t required to help. The torrents pouring down the crackling of lightning was definitely a good moral booster; even if it was not Thor who had brought the Storm.
While not the commander of the weather, when one was going to be flashy and use elemental magic, it helped to have the element close at hand. “Ah, killing it, I believe we can do. Damage control….is more difficult. I’m not a fine-tuned enough practitioner with these sorts of spells for that.” Sigyn replied. It was also simply too big for her to stop with a simple hold spell. Although perhaps she could affect its gravity? Weight was a simple spell, easy enough to do, but again she wasn’t sure if she could affect such a large mass. Perhaps she would try it with the next one. The Sky Whales had proven that they did not travel alone, and this was a full scale invasion.
A young woman by the look of it (Well, young for the Midgardians anyway), came over, speaking to Mr. Stark. Sigyn would almost have mistaken the woman for a Dark Elf or even an Atlantean from a distance, had it not been for the fact that she did not have solid black or white eyes, and nor did she have the appropriate attire for being a Svartalfar, nor the allegiance. They offered their assistance to destroy the Leviathans. But the were Midgardians, surely they couldn’t do such a thing, with just the two of them? Or perhaps they were the mutants?
It would be nice to know their powers and how they worked. She supposed she could try Sorcerer’s sight to get a feel, though it wouldn’t be as accurate on mutants as it would on the other allies and some of the enemies in the area. As Tony talked to whoever was on the other end of the line, Sigyn placed two fingers to her temple, to non-verbally trigger the spell, gripping her focus-spear tightly as she did so. Magic was not usually subtle, so the runes carved into it glowed a little.
Ah, fire and destruction for the two the blue woman had suggested go off to fight the Leviathan. Tony registered as only human, but there were some other things going on there. He had metal as the metaphysical representation, and even some slightly similar lines to the Dvergar and their natural ability to find the best raw ore and metal to work with.
Sigyn opened her mouth as if to speak in opposition of this, and then closed it just as quickly. She supposed she would just have to defer to Captain Hjalmarr in this situation. Sorceress and royalty she might be, and even decent enough as a lone warrior, but fighting in groups? Way out of her area of expertise, including being in command of them.
Before she could even begin to change tactics and respond to the...other woman, who she did a double take on. What an interesting aspect to have. What did it mean? “Are you part Valkyrie? I did not think that they took lovers still on this earth. Or perhaps your ability is something different?” Sigyn asked her, despite this being not the best time to ask people about their heritage. Perhaps it was something entirely different, but Valkyries or those that had died once and come back were the only people she’d ever met with that aspect, but this woman had it just as strong as the Valkyries usually did.
Acid? Oh! Well, that would certainly explain the destructive aspect surrounding him. Suddenly, there was a bolt of lightning, arcing down from sky and channelling into the Leviathan itself. It was not Thor, the lightning didn’t have the same feeling to it. Another mutant, Sigyn had to assume. Tony ordered the mutants to finish the job, which they quickly set out to do. At Tony’s next comment, Sigyn had to stare.
Accusations of such things were taken seriously by both her people and she suspected the Atlanteans. And he turned it into some kind of joke? Before she could try and figure out that comment, he’d flown off. “I take it was meant in jest.” Sigyn said to Tori, a little more darkly than was necessary. It was not directed at Tori for the moment however. She couldn’t imagine the Atlanteans tolerating a traitor in their midst, much less a human one. Well, mutant, but there wasn’t much difference to Sigyn.
As Maureen turned to her for command, Sigyn just blinked. “Who you wish to speak to is one of the officers. I go where I am needed as well.” She responded. She was not in charge here. One of the other mutants appeared to posses great leaping abilities and sharp teeth. Chitauri were every where, and the Atlanteans and Aesir combined were doing quite well against them, playing to their strengths. It was quite different to see; the Atlanteans had a more structured way of fighting on the surface (She didn’t know how they fought in the sea, after all), where as the Aesir….were still the Aesir.
Structure in a battle was mostly nonexistent. It would be comparable to a line of the football men clashing against Chitauri and Chitilian alike, and then the clash would begin. Collateral damage to the buildings was going to happen, though she supposed she should try and mitigate it. “You, with me.” Sigyn said, indicating Maureen, as the captain called out for any of the ground level mutants, if their powers commanded it, to rid the sky of the Chariots. The others just take down Chitauri, and if they couldn’t take on Chitlian, try to kite those creatures toward an Asgardian warrior.
Though mainly they let the Atlateans handle the aliens. The Dark Elves and the Aesir had a long history together. Sigyn spun her spear out in a sweep, injuring several Svartalfar that had gathered. “It is not too late to change your allegiance.” Sigyn said, and the response was simply being charged by one of their warriors.
She defended herself, as per usual, and kept the fight on the ground. “You would not happen to have a ranged weapon, would you?” Sigyn asked, as several chariots flew by, firing at the ground troops and several heading toward Tony and the mutants on the Leviathan.
Bobbi was knelt behind an overturned vehicle, waiting for a moment to strike, and give some of the agents she had at her disposal the opportunity to move to a better spot behind the barricade they had. Stark nattered in her ear about having… Sigyn? She actually wasn’t sure she knew who that was, and wasn’t sure she was supposed to. “Uh….. who?” She asked, taking out a couple Chitauri who thought they’d be smart and try an attack from behind her. She heard them long before they actually got there. As ninja as they thought they were, Bobbi was better.
“Look, do whatever you have to Stark, just clear out some of these assholes and give us a window to take out the foot soldiers and the chariots. The Leviathans have been dropping more of them on us than we’d like.” She knew they could handle them, but they wouldn’t last too long if they kept coming in the steady stream that they were.
She heard the addition of the Mutants and she nodded. “More the merrier. Send them our way, we’ve got a group incoming, and I’m down three agents already.” She grumbled. The rookies she knew would never have survived without the modified rounds. She hated the fact that they were losing them like flies at this point. She heard the thunder before she saw the light, and relaxed a little. The more reinforcements they could have the better off they’d be, and honestly, she didn’t even care who, so long as they were friendlies for the moment.
Bobbi took that chance to change her position and lead the agents she had left to take out the Chitauri and Chitlians that were coming from the opposite end of the street.”Hold your positions until you absolutely have to move!” She ordered, pulling out her batons, and ready to take the Chitlians on head first. From behind the group of Chitauri were some of the Svartalfs, or Dark Elves as she’d heard them called from other channels on the comms. Apparently they were here to help. Bobbi was praying it would stay that way.
Driving the end of a baton through the shoulder of a Chitlian, she zapped it with a burst of energy before using the leverage of being smaller to duck and throw it over her back onto the ground, before having to ward off an attack from another. Using her second baton to block his sword swing, Bobbi pulled the first baton out of the downed creature and using them both to parry the attacks from the second Chitlian. She quickly rolled between his legs and stabbed the batons into its sides, and zapping it too. “We’ve got Elves kicking in some help over here, word is they’re friendlies too, FYI. Pass that along to your new friends, Stark.” She added on the comm line before hopping back into the fray, and using one of the Chitauri staffs to take out their own kind.
The Svartalf came in her direction taking a swing, and she looked angry about it. "Hey! I thought you were on our side here!" She countered, using the staff as a semi-useful shield. The Dark Elf didn't seem to care, and Bobbi sighed, using the staff to fire on him. Using the momentary break on attack to run back where she'd have some more cover, Bobbi tapped her comm. "Uhhhh ex nay on the elves. One just tried to kill me. Take them out until further notice!"
Post by Z inactive maureenevans on Apr 11, 2016 15:36:29 GMT
“My name is Death and the end is here…”
“I do many things, Mr. Stark,” Morrigan chuckled. “But I think you’ll find their abilities more useful for the time being.” Taking half a step back, she allowed the two Brotherhood members to step forward and give a brief explanation of their abilities. Acid and Fire seemed to do the trick easily enough. One eyebrow arched as the sound of her surname came tumbling out of the Iron Man suit and she wrinkled her nose slightly. “It’s Morrigan.”
Turning to Wheatley, Morrigan nodded, giving him permission to jump into action. Before the mutant could grasp both of his comrades, Morrigan reached out to stop him. “Wait!” A large bolt of lightning crashed through the Leviathan, severely weakening the beast. After a few heartbeats, she finally nodded again and let the trio disappear to finish off the monstrosity.
While Tony focused his attention on the young woman surrounded by Atlanteans, Morrigan turned towards the Asgardian woman. Her mouth opened, a plan for the battle ahead on the tip of her tongue, but she stopped at the woman’s words. Part Valkyrie? Morrigan stared, a hint of confusion in her bright blue eyes, before realization sunk in. Slowly, a knowing grin spread out onto her lips and she chuckled despite herself. “I do not usher souls to the other side. All I have is the sight.” In all honesty, that was enough. Carting souls off to wherever they went when they died seemed like it would be a very time-consuming job, and she had far too many other important tasks to work on.
Morrigan canted her head slightly at the Asgardian’s next words. Her eyes flickered towards the officers gathered on one section of the battlefield. A look of slight disgust tugged at her features, but she reigned it in before returning her gaze to the Asgardian. “I do not wish to speak with any of them. We will fight by your side.” The Earth may very well lose this war, but she would not force herself or her brethren to suffer a mere human’s orders. She was plenty smart enough on her own, and could decide on a course of action if necessary.
Her skin continued to seep with blue as she summoned her ability to the forefront of her mind. The personal shield she kept going throughout the battle strengthened, though it wasn’t visible to any. One hand lashed out, sending a bolt of invisible force into the front warrior of a group of Chitauri heading in their direction. The alien on point was shoved backwards violently, tumbling into his comrades. While they recovered, a small band of the Asgardians took the opportunity, making quick work of the aliens.
“Not so much,” she admitted, hurling a bit of force up towards a passing chariot. It was too high for her attack to do much damage, unfortunately, and merely swayed a bit as the blast rocked the vessel. “All I’ve got are shields and close-range attacks.” As if to prove her words, she expanded her shield, engulfing the area around herself and those within a few yards in her protective bubble to deflect a barrage from a quartet of chariot racing overhead.
As soon as they were passed, two of the mutants under her command leapt into action. Wheatley disappeared and appeared at the helm of one chariot, shoving his buck knife into the controller’s throat before moving to the next. Amber, a blossoming telekinetic, propelled herself towards the flying rigs. Morrigan knew the girl was putting a lot of effort into her assaults on the chariots, but she wasn’t going to stop her - not when she had such a short time left to live.
When Morrigan turned back to look at the Asgardian woman, her eyes flashed open with recognition. A quiet beeping began, the sound gaining in speed. Morrigan’s hand grabbed the Asgardian sorceress, intending to pull her behind herself. She was met by a considerable amount of resistance - gods, this woman was heavy - and instead flung herself forward, throwing up a shield just in time to block everyone behind her from the Chitauri grenade.
The Asgardian warrior a few feet away was not so lucky, and as the bright flash from the explosion faded, Morrigan watched him fall, a bundle of shrapnel from the car he’d been standing beside embedded in his chest. A stern expression took over Morrigan’s face as she finally turned back towards the woman beside her. “He did not suffer,” she assured the sorceress, moving back to regroup with her mutants as they prepared for the next wave of Chitauri.
Tori had to sweep her arm to the side, pressing against Kaimus as he made a move towards Tony, his sword coming at the ready. If looks could kill, Tony would have burst into flames despite the rain with the way Kaimus was glaring at him. "He didn't mean it," She whispered to him, rolling her eyes at Tony. Could the man spend one second without making everything about him? It wasn't like Tori had hidden her affiliation with Atlantis, Hell, the entire R&D department had thrown her a party when she'd become an Atlantean Citizen. It wasn't her fault that Tony didn't care about anything but himself.
Kaimus wasn't happy, but he backed down and turned to his soldiers to begin dishing out orders in Atlantean. Tori could understand about half of what he was saying, though she was awful at trying to speak Atlantean, her human vocal cords just couldn't form the right sounds. As Sigyn approached her, Tori gave the Asgardian one of her signature warm smiles. "Partially yes, and partially no. Tony doesn't like the Atlanteans and I suppose now he likes me less because I'm one of them." She shrugged and held out her hand to the beautiful blonde sorceress. "I'm Victoria by the way, my friends call me Tori. This is my boyfriend Kaimus, we're here to help in anyway we can." She offered to the woman, careful to keep her grip on her power so she didn't accidentally electrocute an Asgardian and start another war in the middle of the first. Kaimus gave her a nod in greeting, much the same as an Asgardian warrior might greet someone.
They didn't have time for more pleasantries so Tori had to save her introductions with the blue mutant for later. Their contingency of Atlanteans came not only with warriors but with Sorcerers too. "We need to take out those Leviathan, I might have enough juice to disable one if I can get close enough." Tori told Kaimus, which did not seem to make him happy. He wanted to protect her, not throw her into the battle head first. He was cute when he frowned at her, little wrinkles bunched on his forehead. As Chariots raced over head, Morrigan's shield was bolstered by magical shields from the Atlantean Sorcerers, though it was the kind of shield that still allowed the Atlantean weapons fire through, thinning the herd as it were even while they attacked the defenders.
Getting to the Leviathans was going to be difficult, and Tori wasn't stupid enough to try and hitch a ride on a passing chariot. A couple of the Sorcerers had joined hands near the center of their group, chanting under their breath while the warriors protected them. Tori wasn't sure what they were up to but by the look of the sky above them she could take a wild guess. She could feel the electricity in the air and it only proved to escalate her energy more. Dancing on her toes, Tori was itching to let off some steam. Pain lanced through her mind suddenly, driving her to her knees. Kaimus was instantly at her side, his hands pressing to her face as his concern was written all over his. "I'm alright, it wasn't me." She didn't tell Kaimus that Namor had been hurt, it wouldn't have helped the situation now anyway. Namor was still alive and there wasn't anything any of them could do to help him right now anyway.
Hurting Namor only served to make Tori mad, which was not a good thing for anyone. A sorcerer caught her arm and if it hadn't been for her suit to protect him she might have accidentally fried him. "My Lady, we have an idea. Could you use your ability to repel the Lightning from this area?" She blinked at him for a moment wondering what on earth they were planning but then nodded. "Everyone! Get close, I don't know how far I can stretch this!" She called, motioning to Sigyn and the other mutants as well. Closing her eyes, she focused on her aura, instead of calling the lightning to her, she altered the charge so that the lightning would be repelled away from her and those surrounding her. With the boost she'd gotten from the previous lightning strike her magnetic field was quite large, though it would mess with the SHIELD coms if they were in range.
With the Sorcerers still chanting, the sky above them seemed to split open as lightning cracked across the sky. It wasn't just one bolt however, but hundreds. Where they hit was entirely random but Tori was able to direct them away from the Defenders. Most of the Lightning never touched the ground, which was typical. Most lightning went up anyway so it made sense that they discharged across the sky instead of straight up and down. Chitauri began to fall from the sky as they were fried mid flight, others were taken down by the energy blasts of the Atlantean Warriors. After what seemed like forever, the Lightning slowed and finally stopped. "How's that for culling the herd?" She muttered as she opened her eyes once more. The number of Chitauri in the immediate area had dropped severely but the Sorcerers looked pretty spent by that spell, she wasn't sure they'd be up for much more after that. One of the Leviathan's turned down the street, aiming directly for the group that was causing so much trouble.
"Oh look we made a friend." She murmured, Kaimus was already shouting orders and most of the Atlanteans looked ready to kill anything that moved, though their focus was on the floating whale as it made it's slow way towards them, tossing cars like they were legos. If she could touch the Leviathan, she might be able to fry it from the inside out. Pulling her other dagger, Tori was ready to do just that as soon as the opportunity presented itself.
As the battle rages on, a murmur starts up amongst the Dark Elves, spurred by the arrival of a lone warrior. The squadron retreats from combat with their current foe as the word spreads throughout the ranks. Just when it seems they’ve stopped fighting for good, one warrior bursts forward, sword raised “For the Princess!” he shouts, the Allspeak letting his words ring clearly for everyone in the area. “Down with the Mad Titan!” His voice is joined by others as the squadron charges back into the fray, viciously hacking down the Chitauri in the area.
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He'd heard about the Svartalfar in passing and how they'd been disguising themselves as human in order to infiltrate SHIELD and other organizations, but this was the first of him seeing them; and it was on the field of battle, which was the best place to be surprised by something, as everyone knew. He should probably spend less energy being sarcastic in his head and more on the battle, however, so he went back to the task at hand. It was good to have Sigyn in his sector, though, as she seemed to have a bit more of a grasp on what was going on than anyone else did.
"Sigyn, Morse. Asgardian. Used to be married to Loki," he said to the woman in his ear as the mutants approached. He could tell that Bobbi was overwhelmed where she was, so after he was finished with his plotting and planning, he turned back to Evans. "If you can spare anyone, there's a SHIELD unit a block or two over that could use some backup," he informed her, "Same for you, Lady Sigyn. Couple Asgardians would help a lot." He didn't know why he was the one coordinating this, but he did suppose that he'd been complaining about not having control of the Avengers for long enough to be thrown into a leadership position as some kind of test. Not that this had been planned as such, unless the universe had an amazingly bad sense of humor.
He nodded at the correction to Evans' name - mutants liked having codenames, right - before his attention was drawn by the lightning flash. He supposed that his life wasn't interesting enough at the moment after all. Lifting an eyebrow behind the mask at the Atlanteans' reaction to his joke, he simply sighed a bit. "See if you can get a comm from SHIELD to get in the loop," he added to her, ignoring the Atlantean for the moment, "And it was a joke, Atlantis. Chill a bit." With that, he was off in the air.
The mutants had already done a bit of work by the time he got up to the leviathan, so it didn't take more than a couple strong repulsar blasts to have the thing letting out its death cries and beginning a descent towards the ground. Tony started attempting to shove it out of the way of the buildings, putting it on a path that wouldn't take out anything more than necessary before zooming down to pass over the ground. "Giant alien falling; get out of the way!" he told those that were in the projected fall zone, bodily lifting a couple of mutants that weren't moving fast enough for his liking before the leviathan was hitting the ground.
It wasn't two seconds after the thing was hitting the ground that lightning was arcing through the sky at a ridiculous rate and Tony swerved through it carefully, grumbling about electricity mutants and Atlanteans to himself all the while. Another leviathan was headed their way and Tony groaned under his mask before reversing to go land by Tori carefully.
There was a sudden shout from the Svartalfar in the area and Tony glanced over towards Sigyn as the Elves began turning on their former allies. That was one less group to worry about, at least. "Yeah, down with that loser," Tony added to their shouts half-heartedly. Turning back to Tori, he motioned towards the leviathan coming back in. "Try not to shoot me out of the sky with your lightning," he cautioned, "I'm going back up."
He lifted off and fired a couple missiles as he approached the beast, keeping a careful eye on his surroundings all the while. It seemed that some of the Elves had decided to take matters into their own hands and begin attacking the beast as well, but the blows weren't all that focussed yet. "Aim for its head!" he shouted as he flew past them.
A pair of Chitlian on a caravan-sized chariot with siding only on either end track the Iron Man's movements. Mounted in the center of the caravan, secured and given a narrow field of operation is a large, snub-nosed cannon that's closer to a spotlight in dimensions. With a few manipulations from one of the Chitlian and some careful piloting from another, the cannon's mouth is briefly aligned with the flying billionaire. From there, it tracks his path for only a moment.
And then there is a blast of red-white light, a foot wide and over thirty feet long. The massive beam closes the distance in a moment, colliding with the armor with enough force to crack the plating. It then plays out in a spider-web like pattern, forming more fracture lines that continue to expand and sink, bringing heat with it.
((How compromised the armor is is at your discretion, but it should be significantly enough damaged as to impede his actions and remove him from the fighting before the twist in this phase.))
Post by Sigyn Iwaldidottir on Apr 19, 2016 8:43:50 GMT
So Let The Storm Come
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“Hjalmarr, if you would?” Sigyn said at Tony’s request, and a squadron of Asgardians also went to free up the SHIELD Agents as their commander nodded. They were to help Midgard in any way possible, after all. When the girl known as ‘Evans’ corrected Tony, Sigyn actually took a few steps toward her. “The Morrigan? But you do not possess all of her aspects; Ravens do not seem to come to assist you. Well, their.” Sigyn said, her interest in such matters getting the better of her before Hjalmarr quietly reminded her that they had a job to do.
“Oh. Right. Battlefield. I’m sorry, might we discuss things further, afterwards?” Sigyn asked the blue-hued woman. Other commentary was tossed toward Tony, but she didn’t seem to hear it, being fascinated with Maureen’s abilities. Morrigan stopped her comrades from joining the fray as the gigantic lightning bolt struck the creature, and then the two went off, Tony talking to the Atlanteans and blonde woman in their midst, before flying off himself. It was a joke? It did not seem like one.
Tori stepped forward and explained the situation in response to her commentary on that. Sigyn sighed at that explanation. The Aesir and Odin weren’t much better at times. She supposed she should have words with him about such things. “I will talk to him about it.” Sigyn said. The introduction was alright, though superfluous about her relationship with the Atlantean. Oh. Handshake, right. Though even despite her fascination and wish to talk to Morrigan more, this was a battlefield and they were in separate battle groups.
“Not to be rude, mind you, but I believe we are in the middle of a war. We may talk later.” Sigyn said, with a slight smile and a nod toward Kaimus and Tori, as they prepared the Atlantean side of things. Despite her usual nature and her earlier sidetracking, she knew that both she and Tori had a job to do in this battle.
“Hmmm. Yet you call yourself Morrigan. Do you come from the Emerald Isle, perhaps? A descendant?” Sigyn asked, even as the world was falling down around them, she couldn’t help herself. But back into battle they went. She looked confused at Morrigan’s statement. Surely, she was not to be looked to for leadership. “I am a scholar and a sorceress my lady, not a warrior. Battle tactics do not come easily to me.” Well, that was somewhat of a lie. It was becoming easier the more she fought, and studied the alien threat. Perhaps she and her sisters all had some bit of Freya’s beauty as well as her ferocity.
Still, a confusing statement to make. She would have to ask later. Definitely later. The woman summoned up a force of some sort, Sigyn could feel. She couldn’t see it, but the sight she had on let her have some modicum of awareness. The woman answered in the negative. “Shame.” Sigyn said. “I wish we had the archery regiment, but they went off with a different group.” She added. Most Aesir weren’t archers, and those that were, were already doing what they could to ease the onslaught. The sorcerer sect from Atlantis was also bolstering Morrigan’s shields, as Sigyn could definitely feel the flow of magic in the area.
“Oh, a void aspect. You call it teleportation, as I recall. Useful.” Sigyn commented as Wheatley attacked from behind. The other flew at them. Sigyn could not understand the persecution to the degree that it was with mutants. She supposed it was the same in how many of her own people viewed the Dark Elves. It was a problem, but one that could surely be dealt with, right?
Morrigan had been keeping an eye on her people, but turned back, eyes widening, before attempting to pull Sigyn behind her, and not having much success with that tactic. Sigyn was just about to move forward to help with this, as she was well aware of the density difference between their worlds, before the girl flung herself forward, blocking both herself and Sigyn and everyone else around the area from the grenade that had just been thrown.
Several were not so lucky, and Sigyn had to give Maureen a bitter smile. “He is honored; death in battle shall mean his soul will be carted off to Valhalla, to revel in eternity. See?” Sigyn said, as Valkyrior swooped across the battlefield, assisting with the fighting of course, but also taking those that had chose Asgardian ways with them to Valhalla. That was their way, after all. She would deal with the ill effects after the battle.
Meanwhile she could feel a great deal of power being channeled into the area, magic being pulled in from all sorts of sources. Strange felt farther away, but even she could sense his different magical uses through the network. Next thing she knew, Tori was calling for everyone to get close, and even more magic was appearing to gather. What in the world was happening? What kind of plan were they coming up with? Nevertheless, the only people that would hear it would have to be in range, and half of them were already engaged in fighting the Chitauri.
She could still feel the magical hum, and even as she would head toward Tori, she could only hope that Morrigan could expand her shielding ability farther and help with that aspect. Suddenly hundreds of lightning bolts arced down from the sky, striking not the Asgardians, nor mutants, nor SHIELD but the opposition, mostly the Chitauri since they appeared to be more conductive anyway, and thus would draw the lightning to them more.
“Yes, brilliant plan.” Sigyn muttered with snark, though more so Morrigan could hear rather than the Atlanteans or Tori. Their assistance was welcomed, but that idea was not the most brilliant she’d ever seen. She had several problems with it, mainly due to the fact that the idea had risked the lives of everyone on the battlefield, including the casters had Tori not been able to deflect that much lightning all at once.
Recklessness was not something she could hate, but that was just….she was definitely was going to have to talk to the Atlantean sorcerers after that. There was such a thing as being too reckless and risking too much. One of the Leviathans made its way down the street...somehow, considering it had to turn around to reorient itself in the first place. Still annoyed and reeling from the lightning attack, and still feeling the hum of magic in the air, Sigyn picked herself up, only to hear an amplified voice ring out in Allspeak.
“For the Princess! Down With the Mad Titan!” Good, at least some of them had finally come to their senses, and the Svartalfar turned on their once known allies. “Well, that was an unexpected change.” Sigyn muttered in commentary. Iron Man reversed his movement to catch up with them after he assisted the two mutants in taking down the first Leviathan. That was before something else caught Sigyn’s eye, as she struck a Chitauri across the chest diagonally, before running the spear head through its throat.
As Tony attacked the Chitauri, telling people to aim for it’s head, a large Chariot seemed to track his movements, and she knew it was going to happen right before it did, cracking the armor that he wore. Not good.
“Looks like I’ve got this one, I think.” Sigyn said. She was not a group practitioner, and did not know how Atlanteans used their magic. It seemed their sorcerers were spent anyway. Striking the ground with her spear, she muttered things in the old tongue, and then in a language that was seldom heard by any; Dwarvish. It was a rarely used language of hers in general, though for this spell, she thought an extra boost would help. It couldn’t hurt, that was for sure.
“Earth and Stone, heed my call. Strike!” Sigyn called out, the gathering power and some of the magical energy that had been passed to her helping the spell be more effective, as a gigantic fist of Asphalt, dirt and rock emerged from the ground and struck the low flying creature, its fingers digging into and crushing the beast, weakening it significantly before several Atlanteans and Asgardian warriors struck the final blow. She had to hope that Tony was out of the way as it was falling, though she rushed over to assist, since she could move much faster than these Midgardians as well, dragging several SHIELD Agents out of the way of the falling sky whale. No one was being crushed by huge corpses on her watch.