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Leah kind of wished their HQ was a little dirtier... Not that she had some weird sort of fetish for slumming it, but, it was almost too good for a rag-tag band of rogue heroes. They weren't supposed to be rich celebrity world-savers ... they were a band of do-gooder vigilantes and Icarus' house, a.k.a. Team HQ was plush.
Then again, anything was plush when you ran away from home with 200 bucks and nothing else. Leah was used to slumming it and even sleeping rough, she wouldn't be a tough chick if she coddled herself too much. She let her eyes scan her teammates, carrying about as they usually did during downtime, hanging out in the rec-room which was basically a hangout spot AND a briefing room for serious business.
There was Will, a.k.a The Whisper, a Russian-Argentinian acustokinetic with a quiet melancholy about him. Leah got gay vibes from him almost immediately and assumed that was the route of the problem. It didn't help that his dad could have been one of those Russian's who was anti-LGBT and his mother was apparently "uber-religious". He never came out and said it, but Leah wasn't stupid. She noticed the subtle glances, the shy smiles that no one paid attention to. That was why she was team leader. She knew these guys better than they knew themselves and she knew how to make things work and how to call the shots ... not that Icarus always saw things that way ...
Then there was Jeremy, Shielder. Deaf, but a telepath with telekinetic/force-field abilities. It was almost ironic how the acustokinetic guy and the deaf dude were sooo obviously attracted to one another. They came from two different worlds. Leah wasn't a sucker for romance in most cases, but she hoped Will and Jeremy would just spit it out already and admit they had the hots for each other. As far as the team went, Will and Jeremy complimented each other well. Jeremy finally had someone he could talk to and connect with, and Will was more willing to use his powers when Jeremy willed him to.
Then there was Icarus ... who was ... there. Leah couldn't be more different than him. Spoiled, pampered only child. He sure as heck wouldn't know what it meant to sleep rough or work for any damn thing. He didn't earn their headquarters, he just got it. Still, he had powers, and a nice pad and he worked well enough on missions. Leah was reluctant to praise him, but she couldn't exactly discredit him much either ... when they weren't arguing that is. For Will and Jeremy's sake, she tried to keep the fighting to a minimum but it was a constant power struggle with the two of them. As long as he didn't use his damn plant-powers to mess up her room, she tolerated him.
Then there was Leah herself ... Starstrike ... She didn't open up much about the name, no one really asked, she was a hard hitter so "strike" fit, no one asked about the Star though and she elected to keep her motives quiet for now. The least "super-powered" of them all, but she was the leader, cleaning up her own damn messes at first, but now it had turned into something bigger, they were actually making a difference.
Icarus' wealth had come in handy and they'd managed to get some tech that let them listen in to private radio channels like the police and emergency services. Leah also hooked up with some old informants and contacts from her gang days so she had a network on both sides. Right now she was following up details on a hostage exchange between two gangs. They had to be careful though, with a hostage involved, things could go pear-shaped very quickly.
Will was learning sign language ... not that he really needed it, Jeremy could talk in his own special way to him, but Will already had three languages, he was sure he could pick it up fast enough.
"My mom freaked out after last weeks mission" he explained to Jeremy. Not that his mom knew he had crazy powers and was fighting crime late at night.
"I got home so late she swore she'd never let me out again" of course, he was here now, likely telling his mom he was staying with a friend. Even though he was 19, she was crazy overprotective, he'd had to use his powers to fake being a "friends mom" over the phone as a cover story. Mimicry had its uses, unfortunately lying to his parents was one of said uses.
"I have to try convince her to let me move out" he shook his head as Leah clicked off the computer and walked over, cracking her knuckles.
"Alright team, we've got a hot target tonight. Hostage exchange by the docks, these guys will bring big guns, not sure how many there are but we have to be careful." she explained, outlining the location and the bits of info she could glean from her gang-friend who relayed the info.
"Keep your guard up. Will and Jeremy, I need you guys to create a diversion, lure some of them out, me and Icarus will free the hostage. Jer you supply cover if things get hairy and Will-"
He rolled his eyes before she even said it. Of all of the team, he was perhaps the least comfortable with having powers.
"Scream. I got it." he finished for her.
Jeremy Summers A.K.A Shielder
William "Will" Shaposhnikov A.K.A Whisper
Leah Everett A.K.A Starstrike
Icarus Silver A.K.A Plant Overlord
Abi Spencer A.K.A (tba)
William "Will" Shaposhnikov A.K.A Whisper
Leah Everett A.K.A Starstrike
Icarus Silver A.K.A Plant Overlord
Abi Spencer A.K.A (tba)
Leah kind of wished their HQ was a little dirtier... Not that she had some weird sort of fetish for slumming it, but, it was almost too good for a rag-tag band of rogue heroes. They weren't supposed to be rich celebrity world-savers ... they were a band of do-gooder vigilantes and Icarus' house, a.k.a. Team HQ was plush.
Then again, anything was plush when you ran away from home with 200 bucks and nothing else. Leah was used to slumming it and even sleeping rough, she wouldn't be a tough chick if she coddled herself too much. She let her eyes scan her teammates, carrying about as they usually did during downtime, hanging out in the rec-room which was basically a hangout spot AND a briefing room for serious business.
There was Will, a.k.a The Whisper, a Russian-Argentinian acustokinetic with a quiet melancholy about him. Leah got gay vibes from him almost immediately and assumed that was the route of the problem. It didn't help that his dad could have been one of those Russian's who was anti-LGBT and his mother was apparently "uber-religious". He never came out and said it, but Leah wasn't stupid. She noticed the subtle glances, the shy smiles that no one paid attention to. That was why she was team leader. She knew these guys better than they knew themselves and she knew how to make things work and how to call the shots ... not that Icarus always saw things that way ...
Then there was Jeremy, Shielder. Deaf, but a telepath with telekinetic/force-field abilities. It was almost ironic how the acustokinetic guy and the deaf dude were sooo obviously attracted to one another. They came from two different worlds. Leah wasn't a sucker for romance in most cases, but she hoped Will and Jeremy would just spit it out already and admit they had the hots for each other. As far as the team went, Will and Jeremy complimented each other well. Jeremy finally had someone he could talk to and connect with, and Will was more willing to use his powers when Jeremy willed him to.
Then there was Icarus ... who was ... there. Leah couldn't be more different than him. Spoiled, pampered only child. He sure as heck wouldn't know what it meant to sleep rough or work for any damn thing. He didn't earn their headquarters, he just got it. Still, he had powers, and a nice pad and he worked well enough on missions. Leah was reluctant to praise him, but she couldn't exactly discredit him much either ... when they weren't arguing that is. For Will and Jeremy's sake, she tried to keep the fighting to a minimum but it was a constant power struggle with the two of them. As long as he didn't use his damn plant-powers to mess up her room, she tolerated him.
Then there was Leah herself ... Starstrike ... She didn't open up much about the name, no one really asked, she was a hard hitter so "strike" fit, no one asked about the Star though and she elected to keep her motives quiet for now. The least "super-powered" of them all, but she was the leader, cleaning up her own damn messes at first, but now it had turned into something bigger, they were actually making a difference.
Icarus' wealth had come in handy and they'd managed to get some tech that let them listen in to private radio channels like the police and emergency services. Leah also hooked up with some old informants and contacts from her gang days so she had a network on both sides. Right now she was following up details on a hostage exchange between two gangs. They had to be careful though, with a hostage involved, things could go pear-shaped very quickly.
Will was learning sign language ... not that he really needed it, Jeremy could talk in his own special way to him, but Will already had three languages, he was sure he could pick it up fast enough.
"My mom freaked out after last weeks mission" he explained to Jeremy. Not that his mom knew he had crazy powers and was fighting crime late at night.
"I got home so late she swore she'd never let me out again" of course, he was here now, likely telling his mom he was staying with a friend. Even though he was 19, she was crazy overprotective, he'd had to use his powers to fake being a "friends mom" over the phone as a cover story. Mimicry had its uses, unfortunately lying to his parents was one of said uses.
"I have to try convince her to let me move out" he shook his head as Leah clicked off the computer and walked over, cracking her knuckles.
"Alright team, we've got a hot target tonight. Hostage exchange by the docks, these guys will bring big guns, not sure how many there are but we have to be careful." she explained, outlining the location and the bits of info she could glean from her gang-friend who relayed the info.
"Keep your guard up. Will and Jeremy, I need you guys to create a diversion, lure some of them out, me and Icarus will free the hostage. Jer you supply cover if things get hairy and Will-"
He rolled his eyes before she even said it. Of all of the team, he was perhaps the least comfortable with having powers.
"Scream. I got it." he finished for her.
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