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 No.4560

>Date: November 4th, 2017
>Time: 8:04 AM [Relative]
>Location: Unknown Base

>The interior halls of the mechanically constructed stronghold continue to buckle under the pressure and seismic force being exerted in the training areas. As the intensity of the forces continues to ramp up, the buckling and groaning of the nanite-reinforced metals continues to increase, the pitching whines and groans of the material getting louder and louder.


"That's enough, Sophus."

>A figure in a black bodysuit and faint orange light, draped in an ornate and elaborate cloak, simply stares down from his position high above a metallic scrap - looking over their target with interest. The man down below, wearing a simple skin-tight black bodysuit and wearing a stylish chrome helmet with sapphire blue lenses, simply sighs as he murmurs to himself.


"The topological effect radius has increased by roughly sixty-seven percent. That alone is insufficient for a full scale operation."

>The hooded figure slowly hovers down to the ground, with the orange light continuing to flare in intensity - now being more clearly visible as supernatural flames. The arcs of the flames sputtering from his hood are obscured by his position, standing off to the side of the helmet-clad man and his line of sight.


"The intention was never to rely solely on you - as I'm certain you've suspected. All I need from you is what any good general needs from their infantry - competence. The ability to follow orders and execute precisely towards your given parameters."

>Sophus, the psionic being wearing the chrome helmet, nods slowly as he reaches for his helmet - intending to take it off. In that moment, however, it remains stationary on his head as the hooded figure waves his finger.


"Ah, ah. Not yet. The device has not strained your cerebral cortex for a satisfactory increase in psionic energy output. If you're going to be effective against those psionic buffoons in Sanctuary City and abroad? Your training must continue."

>Silent, Sophus then slowly lowers his gloved hands away from his helmet, instead closing his eyes as he feels the energy of the mind and all of its potential continue to slowly work its way through his brain, saturating it.

 No.4561

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>>4560
>Turning their attention away from his psionic underling, the hooded figure begins walking down the halls of their underground base, watching as flanks of soldiers in magitek armor, similar to that of Eukaryon's continue their logistical and strategic operations. There are numerous vehicles being filled with supplies, material objects being constructed from fabricator devices and more.

>As they reach the end of the nearest hallway and find themselves in a hangar bay, the hooded figure then raises out one hand, as a supernatural mass of seemingly sentient matter spontaneously appears from their gloved fingertips. The material, a sentient, biological-magical mixture; an abomination to both magic and science - spontaneously replicates itself, growing larger and larger before it manifests in a humanoid shape.


>The humanoid shape of the bio-magic matter rapidly refines itself into the appearance of two human beings. Both of them, a man and a woman, are tall and well built. They wear stylish black outfits, indicative of leather jackets, black jeans and boots - with unique masks hiding the upper halves of their faces.


"Even after their modifications, the Lux twins were barely-effective mercenaries. Then again, I should not be surprised that Laplace would outsource our world's technology to these primates on Earth."

>Looking over their creations once more, the hooded figure then states:


"Fortunately, I had the luxury of sampling their genetic material after their inevitable failure. I trust that you two won't underperform in the manner that they did."

>The two beings, perfect copies of Lucifer and Lilith, the artificial Meta-Humans created by Placebo, both nod at their creator, with smirks forming on their faces.


"C'mon boss. When've you ever made a bad judgment call?"

>Lucifer says in amusement, as his voice is dripping in deliberate sarcasm. Beside him, Lilith stifles a laugh as she then says:


"Ignore him, Master Infernus. We'll set the stage for the operation, as expected."

>Infernus crosses his arms, as his mind thinks back to the surface of the Moon, and the amused face of Eidolus staring down at him from above. A flicker of another memory surfaces, the image of Kagemusha nearly killing him in his own base.


>Then, he snaps back to reality as he states:


"I've spent far too much time assuming the worst of my enemies, and the highest of my own capabilities. I am many things, but I am no fool. To win this prolonged engagement of warfare, I must adapt to the situation."

>Holding out his hand, Infernus then manifests another seemingly sentient blob of magical biomatter, which hovers in his hands.


"The wonders of scientific knowledge, paired with the unassailable truth of magic. The raw power of the primordial and the unknowable. A synthesis that could only be created by a mind as brilliant as my own…."

 No.4562

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>>4561
>Location: Paradise City - "The Belfry"
>Time: 9:00 AM

>The central organizational structure of the Meta-Human Response Division within Paradise City, is known both internally and colloquially as "The Belfry" - the city's counterpart to the infamous Sanctuary City command structure known as "The Spire".


>It's here where the central Commander of the MRD presence within Paradise City, the officially sanctioned heroine known as "Panoptica", handles her work and administrative functions as the premier "official heroine" of Paradise City.


"Jessica, you're gonna wanna see this."

>A woman with bright hair, neatly stylized and tied back into a ponytail quickly walks into the main office inside of The Belfry. The woman, wearing a professional suit, buttoned up white shirt, dark skirt and heels, places a manilla folder on the desk in front of her.


"MRD agents noticed a convoy making erratic stops throughout the backend portions of the Industrial District of the city - primarily around the junkyards."

>A brunette woman with long, stylish hair and a gold-framed visor with a ruby-red lens simply raises her eyebrow. The rest of her outfit being a combination of tactical sapphire-blue and gold materials, with exposed portions for "flexibility" as she would call it.


"That's nothing new, Ayaka. We've dealt with everything from the TechSects to wannabe technopaths trying to scrounge around there for parts."

>Ayaka shakes her head as she flips open the manilla folder, showcasing detailed photographs of the convoy vehicle being open, and masked figures carrying out strange looking technology.


"Yes, but we've never had people scrounging around what looks to be alien technology in the middle of the day. It's such a brazen act that I can't help but come to the conclusion that's an intentional diversion, Jessica."

>Jessica Winters, the heroine known as Panoptica, slowly raises her gaze to look at her lieutenant, telling her:


"Assuming your instincts are correct, Lieutenant Kobayashi, are you suggesting we trail the unidentified vehicle to a specific touch point with other potential collaborators that they may have?"

"Already done, Commander. I took the liberty of informing the reconnaissance teams of the "recent developments" before informing you, based on the potential threat that the situation posed. Standard operating procedure within the MRD's own protocols."

>Rolling her eyes behind her visor, Panoptica then says:


"Well I'll be damned if my cousin gets to be both MRD Director and also have a more effective response unit. I'll leave the operation up to you then, Ayaka. Besides…."

>Turning her attention towards the wall, where large pictures of Hyperia are present, Panoptica then says:


"I still need to turn my attention towards learning more about our city's resident vigilante…."

 No.4563

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>>4562
>Location: Haven City - "The Cenote"
>Time: 9:12 AM

>Around the same time in Haven City, the sister "stronghold city" to both Sanctuary City and Paradise City, the central command center known as "The Cenote" - has its own debriefing.


>The MRD Commander of the city, Minako Kamezawa (also known as Magnetar), is standing in the middle of her command center. The Japanese-American woman in her mid 30s has her arms crossed beneath her long coat as she carefully examines the data being presented to her by her subordinates.


>Her chief lieutenant, Tabitha Hamilton (also known as Roulette), is the first to speak. She brings up a picture of a similar convoy unit to the one found in Paradise City, similarly loading up alien-looking technology into the vehicle before speeding off.


"Our drones picked up an anomalous energy signature emanating from the junkyard at approximately 1800 hours last night. Given the intensity of the energy signature and its quick emanation period, our analysts have concluded that the technology incorporates some sort of signaling beacon into its design. One the 'signal' was given, whatever it was, the device was quickly loaded onto the convoy and sent away."

>The second lieutenant, Heather Vale (also known as Halcyon) then speaks up.


"I used my retrocognition to look into the past, around that period of time. I was able to simulate a potential pathway of movement for the vehicle based on known traffic data and electromagnetic signal data recorded by our drones. It's a rough estimate, but it should give us an idea of the likely other stops the vehicle made along the way."

>Thinking to herself for a second, Minako then looks at her two lieutenants and nods, with an approving grin on her face.


"Fantastic work as always, you two. Get the pathway trajectory that Heather constructed and relay the information to all active personnel around checkpoints Aleph, Bet and Gimmel in the city's streets. Those are the three major ingress points into the city from the external shoreline, so our perpetrator likely would have to pick points during the day with low activity around the checkpoints to mask their arrival - and their planned exit."

 No.4564

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>>4563
>Location: Sanctuary City
>Time: 9:30 AM

>Chase sits at his desk within the MRD Spire complex, as his technological data assistant, Aion, hovers beside him. They're both watching as Valkyrie gives her report on the matter, having taken the data from both Paradise City and Haven City in order to deliver a more comprehensive report on the matter.


"….As you can see, Director, this is likely a coordinated operation of some kind. The three major 'stronghold cities' in the United States, known for their exceptionally high Meta-Human populations, were deliberately chosen for this purpose. Whatever the perpetrator behind this operation aims to achieve - we know that it involves this unidentified technological cache - as it has also been found in Sanctuary City via our drone and camera network."

>Mirage, standing on the other side of Valkyrie, then speaks up as the images focus on the zoomed in visage of the same type of non-descript convoy.


"We don't have an ID on the vehicles. No driver's license, no general manufacturer chassis or design to speak of. These vehicles were custom built, and are highly resistant to remote electromagnetic pulse scans. The only signature we could receive was from the devices themselves."

>Chase thinks for a moment as Aion, hovering beside him, turns to face his master user.


["Query: Is it possible that the perpetrator is likely engaging in a 'shell game' of sorts? A protracted exercise in diversion to potentially obfuscate their true agenda and goals?"]

>Looking at Aion with an amused look on his face, Chase then replies:


"You took the words right out of my mouth, Ai. Jessica's lieutenant has the right instincts. This has 'distraction' written all over it. Something this elaborate and planned, operating simultaneously across three major population centers, with the exact same structural procedure cannot be coincidental."

>Leaning forward in his seat, Chase rests his arms on his desk as he examines the footage more carefully.


"It's also too brash and audacious to be a sincere attempt at covert operations either. It's an intentional gambit - betting on the idea that we'll take the bait. Unfortunately for them, we're not hungry fish who're looking for a line."

>Chase then stands up, nodding at Valkyrie as he says:


"You're taking point on this one, Dianna. Coordinate with the other regional MRD Commanders and get me a preliminary assessment of the actual strategic targets. Find commonalities between Sanctuary, Paradise and Haven. National Banks, Supply Chain Distribution Centers, Technology Companies. Anything valuable that could be simultaneously found across all three cities. We'll need that info if we want to figure out what's happening."

>As Valkyrie and Mirage nod and leave the office, Aion then speaks to Chase, stating:


["Query: Are we certain that the MRD can effectively parse the strategic and logistical aims of the perpetrator before they initiate their true operational goals?"]

>Sighing, Chase then picks up the phone on the table and begins to dial a number, saying:


"As much as I like my subordinates, Aion, they're not equipped to figure out a multi-pronged, multi-layered, structural operation on a scale this large and this quickly. The perpetrator knows that. But they also likely anticipated that we'd figure this out eventually. Which means we've only got one option left."

>Chase then finishes dialing the number as he states:


"We need to go for the unforeseen variable. The factor they likely know about, but also hoped we'd take too long to bring in. Them."

>As Chase brings up the phone to his ear, he gestures with his free hand towards the wall showing the various vigilantes of Sanctuary City, Haven City and Paradise City with investigative notes and strings connecting them to various villainous figures and notable locations.


"Can't say I'm surprised though. We always end up relying on them to clean up the messes one way or another."



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