CH1A: Quinzel's Introduction

[Renekin Skywalker]

After spending a few days getting oriented in this strange new, Paragon-free dimension, Qunizel passes by a bank of TVs in an electronics store. "Quick!" Says one of the store's employees. "They're covering the thing in the Labrynth."

The TVs all switch from a myriad of shows to the local news:

WCTV News:

News Caster1: "... The Mayor's office is still saying very little about the explosion in the Labrynth two days ago. The blue-flamed explosion, which drew the Centurions and fire department into the Labrynth for the first time in many months - unhassled none-the-less - resulted in an unknown deah toll. Human rights groups have been pressuring the city to bring more emergency services into the area to improve policing, using this as another example of the need. Some are even comparing it to a kind of Bloody Monday..."

Ethel Gantz, People First, in a park with the Labrynth far in the background: "This is just another example of vigilante superhero crime. When will the city recognize that these "superheroes" in the city are causing more problems than they solve? How many innocent people died in that explosion? How many innocent people continue to die until these monsters are taken off the street and locked up in Grammercy Island like they should be?..."

News Caster1: "Though, there may be a lead as to who is responsible."

Random person on the street: "Some guy in a flashy red and black leotard walked into my store a week ago, asked me about the Labrynth, since the store's just a couple streets over, you know?... weird questions, like how to get places, then just... well... he bought a bag of chips and... a magazine, then left. And now, a week later, we have this."

Reporter at mic: "Do you think he was trying to take control of the Labrynth for himself?"

Person: "You know, I don't think he had the sense to. I think he was there to help out... But then this happens, you know? I know the superheroes mean well, but you can't just blow out a building."

News Caster1: "We will of course continue to follow this series of events as they develop... Well, this is certainly playing out with an interesting series of events. "

News Caster2: "Certainly looks that way. It appears we may even have a new face on the superperson scene."

[kurff]

Yeah, same story...blame people who are different. I should talk to the shop owner and a few other locals near the shop. he thought to himself. bothered but used to the feeling he could to certain degree understand this reaction. In his home Metahumans took over, but not all were evil.

With that he made his way home to get his armour and put it on. Under his long coat it looked like normal clothes. only problem was this dimensions Archamedes was locked up...

[Renekin Skywalker]

Kurff gets home and dressed unmolested, and heads out... Heading where, in particular?

[kurff]

He was thinking of where to go first as sat on the bike. It made sense talk to the shop owner on the news cast first and then the rest of the locals. But as a freelance operative he was not going guarantee resaults.

Now how to garner authority, as CSPD or Chimera agent Quin could be free to roam. Quinzel also needed a map of the city and to send an E-mail to this Ethel Gantz and People first organization.

as he pulled out a notepad he wrote the days plan (See OOC below) and began his day.

OOC: Immediate intentions:
1) Send E-mail to Ethel Gantz, People first (Useful contact/Potential enemy to keep tabs on)
2) Look up to see if he has a Counter part in this dimension.
3) talk to shop owner in news cast and other locals
4) Find local criminal network contacts (Useful contact/Potential enemy to keep tabs on)
5) Investigate possibility of getting a Chimera/CSPD Identity.

[Renekin Skywalker]

OK... well, Quinz identifies that Ethel cannot be directly contacted. Her phone number is unlisted (Quinz currently lacks the contacts or knowhow to get it), and the People First advocacy group only provide a general inquiries e-mail, like "[e-mail]" or something.

Likewise, his searching revealed no-one else in the city with the same name as him.

Local criminal contacts will take a while, Quinz assesses, since they're not listed in the yellow-pages, and he's new in town, so any old contacts are useless, and finding the new ones won't be as easy as it was in Paragon City, until he gets the lay of the land...

CHIMERA has many deputy programmes available, including neighbourhood watches, for which he needs training, and something called the Caveliers, a subservient group of superheros to the Centurions (he would have seen images to know the Centurions are not to be messed with, partly because they are the good guys and partly because they could squash him like a squash... a well-boiled squash).

So, he makes his way, costumed, to the labrynth... store first?

[kurff]

After sending a general inquiry to People first via E-mail to [e-mail] and taking a few numbers of potential employees and contacts affiliated to Chimera he set off.

Being an officer in Chimera or these "Caveliers" may be useful. But for now he needed info that meant 'leg' work, so joining a group would have to wait.

He'd just have to go in as a private detective to the store in the Labrynth.

[Renekin Skywalker]

The store clerk looks up, and, noting Quinz's outfit lets out a sigh. "Yes, can I help you?" The store is moderately busy, though clearly with locals... and a few others clearly just loitering and watching without looking like they're loitering and watching. The clerk does not look impressed.

[kurff]

"I just a few questions. In the news cast you mentioned he bought the items." he asked with neutral tone that was non-threatening.

"Did he ask you any specific quiestions about certain topics or mention anything to you in conversation that indicated why he was in the area?" Quinn added.

[Renekin Skywalker]

'Yeah, son. It's a store. You buy things here. You don't annoy the shopkeeper when he has work to do." He raises his voice. "That goes for the rest of you! Either buy something or get out. Elsewise I'm bringing the cops back here to clean all you nuissances out. This is a store, not a crime scene."

He turns back to Quinz. "Goes for you too, kid."

[kurff]

"A copy of PC Gamer' and a bottle of Jolt." he said as he pulled a copy of PC Gamer of the magazine rack, "As I said I'm just trying to find out what happend to prevent in future." he paid the man and left him a card.

"You run into troube just give me call. Seems like a busy area just moved into town." as he waited for his change.

[Renekin Skywalker]

The clerk takes the money, rings it all in and gives Quinz his change. "Good day." He says, quickly, as the next customer eases into the position of paying for his stuff.

[kurff]

He left letting the shop owner get used to him gradually. and looked for other that might provide information of value.

[Renekin Skywalker]

Outside, all the wannabees were milling, a few of them were eyeing Quinz as he left, like he'ld ruined it for them. "Not like he'ld really come back, knowing he'ld been on the TV as being there." Says some older woman of Middle-Eastern descent. "Use some common sense, the lot of you..." And she wanders off. "And no, I'm not looking to give you any answers."

After some grumbling, the wannabees, mostly looking like Inspector, no-powered types, start to disperse.

[kurff]

I guess you'd like it if only bad guys had powers....How predictable he thought. Best to check the scene itself and then head home. Quinzel knew better that to get aid with people who were too afriad or angery.

[Renekin Skywalker]

Quinz finds that the nearest entry to the Labrynth has been cordonned off. Whether it's to keep people out or in, it's hard to tell with the fencing and walls. Despite the police patrols around, and the masses of graffiti and tags, the sprawling archology is very quiet.

"You're looking in the wrong direction, kid." Says a voice from behind Quinz. "Don't bother turning around. I won't hurt ya. You're looking for him too, huh? Red-and-black?"