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maxx runs a diagnostic to see if any other systems are sill down and pings stiletto and razor to see if she can get a response while tying up supernova in the blanket she looks at marc "that sounds like a good idea stupid fireball melted my paint job "

Max's systems boot back up as the submarine gets a certain distance away. Razor and Stiletto contact her immediately. It seems they had been powered down by whatever affected her armor. Suddenly, they hear a noise and look up at the balcony above. Goliath is back! He had been slowly reforming the whole time! As they as still shocked, a sports car smashes through the wall, crashing into Goliath and sending him hurtling past them into the water. The door opens up, revealing a suit of Halo armor and a handsome man in a suit, with a furturistic rifle. He aims at them, then fires. The beam misses them, striking a thug with a rifle behind them. "I'm Agent Hunt from KHOPESH. Marc, Max, we need to talk."

YB: Who the flaming F5<k is That!?
WB: He Literally just told you.
3M: *Yeah. But who the flaming F5<k is he...*

Marc scoops up a spare semi-auto souvenir ans shoulders it with his new snipey-snipe.

3M: I'd love to stay and chat but I've got a box of 'puppies' to tend to. Marc starts walking back to where the kid that surrendered is trapped, whistling and calling out, Here timmy! Here boy! *whistles sharply* C'mon buddy, time for your scooby-snack!
YB: Yay, puppies!
WB: Now we'll see how well trained he is: if he was a good boy and learned to 'stay'
YB" Yeah! And if he wet his Crate *snicker*

[Ooc: Marc goes to check on/free Timmy.
Note, anyone trying to read his mind deeper than the barest surface thoughts will probably be scarred for life if they can
even get through the mess... i'd be happy to role-play it for anyone attempting ]

maxx orders razor to go with mark and assist him if he need and keep her apprised of what hes doing and looks at the new comer "nice tech whats it run on?...sorry never mind gear head getting carried away" she uses her internal cams to project her face on the red foxes face "Agent Hunt from KHOPESHyou think talking and not going after that sub could be a good idea?"

"Oh, I was waiting for the helicopter. Where are you going?" he questions 3M. 3M opens the crate in response. Timmy/Adam the goon falls out. He indeed did not wet his crate. He looks up at Hunt. "Hunt?" he says incredulously.

Marc pets/noogies 'Timmy' enthusiastically.

3M: Who's a good boy! Who's a good boy! You didn't wet tour widdle crate while daddy was at work! Good boy! You get a treat! Mark helps 'Timmy' up and passes him to agent Hunt. Ok, now I gotta go find Bitsy and Hobo, my other puppies... You looking to adopt, Hunt? Marc turns to the other unnamed newcomer, Howsabout you? You want a puppy?

maxx lets the other two figure out what they are going to do with the captives while she runs more diagnostics on her and the twins trying to figure out what the interference was and how to stop it next time

Hunt helps Timmy to his feet. "Adam, we all thought you were dead!" Timmy replies. "After my wife got captured, this was the only way to protect her. Now that you're here, perhaps you can save her! You and your super-team! The.... New Paragons? Eh.... that's kind of a rip-off."

(OOC: Paragons are the #1 team. Think Avengers or Justice League.)

I always knew Timmy was a special little guy, he says, tosuling the kid's hair. Hey, if you like him you might like the other puppies. Wanna help me round 'em up, fox lady? This'll be the first time the fox got the hounds! he laughs as he heads outside to collect "Bitsy" (the unconscious lady-sniper) and "Hobo" (GI-joe) from their 'puppy crates'.

[Ooc: Fun story, I actually know a dog named Hobo.]

3M gathers up his other unconscious targets. When he arrives again, Hunt has already imprisoned Supernova with glowing handcuffs and thrown him in the trunk of the car.

Eveyone meet Bitsy, he props the unconscious lady-sniper up against the wall, And Hobo. he props the unconscious man up next to 'Bitsy'. They're all tuckered out from play-time earlier. Careful with Hobo there, he likes to nip at you when he's feelimg feisty.

maxx looks at hunt "well what now any idea what was with the sub?"

KHOPESH agents enter the building, then cuff the two unconscious goons. They move to cuff Adam/Timmy, but Hunt waves them off. Razor reports to Max. "The interference was coming from the Lady who identified herself as Diamonds. Your suit was devoting all the power just to remaining mobile." "The sub was carrying several Artifacts of various types." Hunt replies. "We cannot allow them to fall into Dread Lock's hands. Adam knows where the sub is headed. Adam?" Adam speaks up. "It's a tropical island named Cebaco, near Panama. He bought it a few years back, then developed it. If Diamonds is involved, we cannot risk our detection. Max, Dalton, you're going to have to lose the tech. Anything more advanced than an Uphone will be detected. We're going low tech. Since you have no powers of your own, we've prepared a kit for you." He indicates a suitcase held by an agent. The agent cracks the lid. Inside is a spear. "The Spear of Fate gives some level of Lightning powers, along with a knowledge of how to use it. Best of all? It's magic, preventing detection. No magical villains are involved, so you should be good. Suit up. The chopper leaves in 5."

maxx picks up the case and looks over the spear not liking the idea of ditching the tech "how far out is her direction rate do you know?"

Marc turns and starts to walk out

WB: This might be a good chance to turn things around...
YB: At least we'll get to do some more stabby-shooty stuff!
WB: Yeah... But more importantly, this is what we have been waiting for.
YB: Look at them! They need us!
3M: *You mean... like a team-up?*
YB: Yeah! Team-up issue! Hoody-hoo!
3M: *Team-up issues are lame...*
YB: Not when it's our issue. Then we get to kick ass!
WB: Besides. Are you going to let the hot fox-lady go alone?
3M: *ok, ok.* Hey Hunt, can we drop by my place quick? I need to get my shiny metal poking sticks.