CH1C: Tharsis's introduction

[Renekin Skywalker]

Tharsis was sitting, looking at the TV news, when...

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."

[dakota]

" Lovely. Just what this city needs. Another maniac making a power bid." Jamison said as he walked to the fridge and took out a carton of milk. Pouring a glass, he returned to his seat and made a note of the description of the costumed figure given in the newscast. He looked at his sword leaning just out of arm's reach in it's scabbard. " Maybe I better stay in tonight. It sounds like the police are going to be prowling more than usual."

[Renekin Skywalker]

Even as he says this, he hears a scuffle. "You're alien, aren't you?" "Please no, leave me alone. I just want to get home." "Yeah, yer an alien." "Hey, I know... I bet he's got weeeird alien powers. Doncha? Heh" "No, please I just want to leave." "Oh, it's not a he. it's an it. It ain't even human."

And so on...

[dakota]

" Crap." Jamison groaned and picked up his sword. " I had to open my mouth, didn't I?" He crawled out the window to the fire escape, and with sword in hand, he muttered the command words and transformed to Tharsis, his alter ego. His spread his masive wings and glided down to the alleyway below where he had heard the ruckus, sheathing the weapon. " Is there a problem here?" He said loudly to draw attention to himself

[tag]

[Renekin Skywalker]

Tharsis finds in front of him, 2 young men in gang colours accosting someone who, if he isn't alien, is a badly mutated human. Clearly poor, and carrying a bag of groceries.

As the two humans pause, the mutant turns to run away. "No problem here." Says one, grabbing the mutant by the back of the coat to keep him from getting away. "Just joking around, right fella?" He says, turning the mutant to face Tharsis.

The mutant nods, doing anything to get out of this.

[dakota]

" Uh huh." Tharsis replied in an unconvinced tone. " If nothing's going on, then you can let him go right now, can't you?" He took a couple steps forward. " Or maybe I'll just walk him home so you gentleman can be on your way and this stays nice and quiet."

[Renekin Skywalker]

"Back off, buddy." Says the older of the two guys. THe one in charge basically.

"Yeah, man. Or we'll take you." Says the other. "You're a Newb, aren't you. Goin' around like you own the street. We'll teach you otherwise." He pulls a machete.

The mutant pulls free and runs as the second pulls a pistol (Colt .45), finding this a juicier target. "Wing boy, you have until the count of now to get lost and not show your face here."

[dakota]

" I never claimed to own the streets." Jamison corrected, throwing his wings around him hopefully before the gun was brought to bear. At the same time, he invoked the sword's ability to make him invisible. Now that their victim had escaped unharmed, he intended to do the same.

[Renekin Skywalker]

"Oh you're so mine." Said the leader of the two, levelling the gun.

"Where did he go?" Said the second.

"I don't know, but I see his face again, he's dead." Said the first, waving his gun.

[dakota]

Jamison watched silently, hidden by the invisibility a smirk of satisfaction on his face. He knew he could easily take down the pair, but to what end? Thier victim had escaped unharmed, and more vigilante violence would only feul the papers. Instead he decided to edge forward until within reach and he prepared to take flight. At the last second, he made a grab for the gun just as he took off, thinking that the shock of the sound of his wings flapping would be enough to cause the man to release his grip. whether or not he steals the gun to toss in the bay didn't matter, he had made his escape with no one harmed.

[Renekin Skywalker]

The thug held on to his gun pretty hard. But the grin on his face also showed he had an idea.

[dakota]

Climbing skyward, Jamison soared upwards as fast as he could, knowing full well the thug may not be able to see him, but he still had the gun and could definitely hear him. " Crap!" He scolded himself, " that was stupid. "

[Renekin Skywalker]

The gang kid waved his gun around, trying to pinpoint where the sound was coming from, but gave up after a minute, and turned and headed off with his buddy.

You know, if I knew what neighbourhood this all took place in, then I could more easily handle things like how like the police would be coming, or so on...

[dakota]

Jamison continued to soar over Javarta ( There, , you can stop complaining now... ) until he neared the university. He landed on the roof of the tallest buildings amongst the gargoyles and reverted to normal, becoming visible in the process. He sat in his favorite place as the adrenaline ebbed from him and looked out over the grounds. He'd been coming up here since before he'd found the sword, and it seemed only natural to keep coming back.

He laughed to himself, " Someday I might get the hang of this before I get myself killed."

[Renekin Skywalker]

"You and me both, brother." Says a voice behind an air condition. A girl giggled. "Now, a little privacy?"