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[steelweb]

Who: Future Lin Beifong and you!
What: An earth and metal bender taking out her fury and frustration on New Moore present
When: August 12, mid-afternoon
Where: Downtown New Moore, getting nearer to the police station - single, specific buildings, not the whole area
Warnings: Violence, trauma, mental instability


If there was one thing that Lin was good at, it was intimidation and destruction, and she'd only gotten better at it over the years. A powerful self-confidence turned her walk into a predatory prowl. Appropriate for today.

Everyone knew her, as they should, and scurried to get out of the way. One command and the patrons started clearing the building like elephant-rats deserting a sinking ship. Vermin. Only good for soiling and ruining things. A flat, feral smile, utterly devoid of humor, curled her lips. Her younger self might not assert her power as she should, but still these peons fled.

...If her younger self would not break, she would have nothing that she loved to return to.

Reaching for the supports, both concrete and steel, she clenched her hands into fists and began ripping them out wholesale. What did it matter if a few of the staff hadn't made it out yet? Their lives were nothing to her. Metal screamed under her harsh treatment, the building shuddered, chunks of masonry fell and windows cracked. Fury fed her. Strengthened her. The ground cracked beneath her feet and the structure swayed. Everything hung on a fraction of friction and balance. One touch and the entire thing would come crashing to the ground.

A smile split her lips to stretch a blaze of obscene pleasure across her face. Nothing would be safe. She would set herself on a path to greater power if she had to kill every single one of her sycophantic 'friends' to do it.

"Like mother like daughter," she grit out between clenched teeth. "Let's break some rules."

Her hands pulled back sharply, foot lashing out in a vicious sweep, and with a resounding crash, the building imploded, sending a plume of dust skyward.

As she straightened, the smile dropped away into a dangerously deceptive calm blankness. She spun on her heel and strolled away. There was a lot to do today. That was just the first step.

Comments

[tookthename]

Carol's had it up to here with all the damn explosions this week. First the base, now this. Most of the time it seemed like New Moore had too many super heros for anything to go wrong, then the events happened.

Zipping over she catches Lin walking away from the scene.

Walking away, not too.

Is that a fracture in- no. No no no no. Not Lin. Damnit not Lin.

"Lin!" She swoops down. "What happened?

[steelweb]

Overactive vigilante community. She'd forgotten how annoying they were. In her own time they'd mostly been released, so she didn't have to deal with them. On the other hand... Maybe she could help break up this ridiculous friendship a little early. Or play with them. It wasn't as if there wouldn't be some merit to causing some tension and distrust between them.

Raising a hand in a brief wave, Lin represses the urge to smile, keeping her expression grave. "That's what I was attempting to figure out. It feels like it was deliberate."

[tookthename]

"Really, what was your first clue. Was it the spontaniously colapsing building that showed no previous sign of structural problems?" She's a bit on edge. The week's been stressful enough and now she's worried about Lin...but she guesses that she's acting normal enough so far...

Carol sighs. "Sorry about that. I know things have been crazy for you to. Any suspects yet?"

[steelweb]

She fell for it. At least for now. That urge to smile kept getting stronger, but Lin mastered it and shook her head. Soon enough Carol would be falling to something else. At the time she'd been sympathetic. A child's response. She didn't need Carol now. The heroine was only serving as a distraction and point to strive for. But those who fly highest fall furthest. And Carol is no exception.

"A few leads to follow up on, but nothing... concrete yet." She really shouldn't pun. It was too easy to slip up. But that one was begging for it. Lin flicked her hair back, looking up at Carol. Why in the name of Earth was everyone she knew so tall? It was starting to irritate her. "Any luck with Loki?"

[tookthename]

The only acknowledgement the pun gets is a raised eyebrow. Maybe it's the stress getting to her. It has to be.

Carol shook her head. "No, but when this is all over and the little twerp comes out of hiding we will be having a talk. A long talk that will involve him fixing the roof of HQ."

Hovering again, she massages her temples. "This is more of a headache than normal."

[steelweb]

Ah... It was starting already. A kinder person might warn her. Or a crueler one. Lin was neither. It didn't matter to her beyond a momentary grim amusement. She would find out soon enough. "I wouldn't worry too much about it yet. If two collapsed buildings and some earthquakes are all we have to deal with this time, I think we might have gotten a good deal out of this mess. Even Ms. Peixes didn't turn out horrific. You can probably take the time to go take some painkillers, Carol." Yes. And let her get back to her work. She was getting a little impatient.

[tookthename]

"You're right, I guess. Still, it'd be nice to get though one of these things without major structural damage to the city."

She hovers just a little higher and gives Lin a tight smile. What's wrong with this?

"Right, I'll be back in a few. Do you need anything?"

[steelweb]

Just for you to get out of her hair. Lin shakes her head. "No. Don't rush. There isn't anything we can do for this place right now, and there are bigger concerns. See if you can get someone to check on Jason Todd, would you?"

Speaking of thorns in her side. Until she removed them, anyway.

"As I recall, big messes and high profile threats with little regard for the authorities was more his style. Let's see if he's from the future. This might be his work. If so, he might have other targets."

Just when had he begun going more public with those? She couldn't remember. Years ago, anyway.

[madeofswords]

"I've been dealing with too much stress, lately," Archer recanted to himself, a little surprised by the breadth of this woman's abilities. Her posture exuded dominance over this environment. She squeezed and struck at the air before the building alone and it still came down as if she went at it with a wrecking crew. Still Archer could only regard her with calm composure, having seen real, twisted monsters and true aberrations. If he were scared of one human being, then he wouldn't have qualified as a Guardian.

"Tell me--was it politeness or a sense of morality that lead you to actually warn them?"

[steelweb]

Lin's head snapped around and she very nearly sent shredded cabling for his throat, but she paused, regaining her equilibrium. Hmph. She hadn't noticed him. Either she was slipping, or he was exceptionally stealthy. She didn't remember him, either. He wasn't in her future of this place. That just meant she had no reason to preserve him if he insisted on keeping her from her work.

"It was a drug den," she lied easily, "transport, not manufacture. I don't have the officers to round everyone up right now, but the building should hold the evidence in place until I can get teams out here to clean up."

[madeofswords]

"How counterproductive," Archer mulled over his point. He didn't need to spend much time analyzing the situation. He saw the structure of the building collapse when she pinpointed its counterbalance. His ability to 'analyze structures' by seeing them allowed him the leeway to tell that whatever this woman was doing to the building, it allowed her to bend metal as if it were paper under her fingers.

"You can't preserve evidence by tampering with the location keeping it. Otherwise, you would have secured it by simply partitioning the place off," Though, he didn't need magical analytical insight to do that much observation. He could have just guessed by watching her. It was more along the lines of wondering why she even did it rather than caring to ask whether or not she was lying in the first place. It was obvious to him.

"So, you're a high grade criminal. What are you getting out of this?"

[steelweb]

She raises an eyebrow. "It's all there, it's much harder to get to, and I don't have to waste men guarding a location when they should be out on patrol. I never had many men to begin with. We don't have time for this right now. Especially with timelines being as messy as they are. We'll get it out of there in a timely and organized fashion later."

She turns and starts walking down the street again. This was boring and she had other things to do.