Meridith’s Tuesday night odd encounter(Meridith)
Date: 2025-06-17 21:23
(Meridith’s Tuesday night odd encounter(Meridith):Meridith)
[Tue Jun 17 2025]
A locked metal room.
It is dusk/span, about 68F(20C) degrees, and the sky is covered by dark grey stormclouds. The mist is heaviest At Mayflower and Hart/span
folds her arms and peers at Constance and someone. “So, we have two options here. Loud big sabotage…or magical disruption.”
folds her arms and peers at Constance and Nemi. “So, we have two options here. Loud big sabotage…or magical disruption.” She gestures ahead to the TEA office. “The vehicles here, and infra, if we do enough damage, should shut this operation of theirs down.” Then she gestures. “Or we can counteract the um…poison…” Her eyes trail down again then she clears her throat. “So. Any thoughts on approach…? OBviously I’m good for loud but…anything works.”
Meridith folds her arms and peers at Constance and Nemi. “So, we have two options here. Loud big sabotage…or magical disruption.” She gestures ahead to the TEA office. “The vehicles here, and infra, if we do enough damage, should shut this operation of theirs down.” Then she gestures. “Or we can counteract the um…poison…” Her eyes trail down again then she clears her throat. “So. Any thoughts on approach…? OBviously I’m good for loud but…anything works.”
Nemi smiles softly, humming softly. “Like some sort of… downer or counter potion? I’m no alchemist….” She admits with a soft shrug. “Nor am I exactly adept at magic- But I am good at swinging an axe and blocking someone with a shield!” She states with a smile.
Constance says “I’m actually complete dogshit at magic. You said you wanted people, not specifically ritualists.“
Constance says “So, well, loud big operation it is.“
pumps a fist! “Loud it is! Here’s the play, we go in, rough up staff, NO MURDER! And disable key equipment with our big big weapons and tough muscles!” She steps forward. “Most of them likely don’t have a clue what they’re doing or who they’re doing it for, but surely some Hand’s are imbedded. So we’ll rough it up, then damage the filtration system, and normal staff who come in will repair the damage after we signal the problem.”
Meridith pumps a fist! “Loud it is! Here’s the play, we go in, rough up staff, NO MURDER! And disable key equipment with our big big weapons and tough muscles!” She steps forward. “Most of them likely don’t have a clue what they’re doing or who they’re doing it for, but surely some Hand’s are imbedded. So we’ll rough it up, then damage the filtration system, and normal staff who come in will repair the damage after we signal the problem.”
Nemi nods softly. “Wait- If we damage the filtration system we could just make MORE go into the air and make the problem worse.” She states with a nod. “I’ll take a look at it if it exists- I’ll be able to figure out how it’s pumping the stuff into the air and disable it-” She states, providing a firm nod with a smile.
Constance cracks her neck and slaps her shotgun into her hands, cycling a shell. A shell pops out of the chamber, which she catches and then loads back into the gun. “Cool fuckin’ party trick right?”, she grins, eyes alight with the glee of prospective violence.
gasps. “Nemi! You’re so cool!” She reaches out to squeeze her arm grateful and grins. “Even better! So we can get in, fix whatever they got rigged up, and get out!” She cheers, then over at Constance she practically swoons at the trick. “…so cool…!” She flushes with excitement and points. “Alright Connie! Kick it off you badass!”
Meridith says, Sorry! Not used to STing! Didn’t realize this would be that!, ““
Constance moves over the door and attempts to simply Kick It the Fuck In.
Nemi nods firmly, smiling happily as she claps her hands together. Then looks around… and follows connie. “This was- Surprisingly simple to find…” She states with a nod. “So their using a building as cover?” She asks curiously.
The door EXPLODES back! TEA is an office mixed eatery, tourism with a storefront. The door is metal, but not reinforced, and Connie’s kick drives the door open. A half dozen people are inside for a late dinner, and they immediately scream and hit the dirt. Meredith grins and keeps her head on a swivel. “It wasn’t easy to find!” Meridith insists. “I had to call in a lot of favors to find this place, the Hand has endless fronts for their nonsense.” She insists.
Constance has control of the room for now, the few members of staff visible look shocked.
Constance bellows, pointing the shotgun at the staff members, “On the fucking ground, now! I want to see empty hands up!” as she strides in with long, purposeful steps. She ignores the panicked people fleeing their dinners.
Nemi immediately raises an eyebrow. “We look like robbers-” She states before sighing softly. She then looks to Constance as she winces softly. A sigh comes from her as she looks around for the entrance to the staff area of the building and away from the eatery portion.
“Well that’s kind of the goal in a blitz,” Meridith explains of Constance’s ultra violence. The fear in the building hits a fever pitch. A half of the room flees out the door, some through the back, the rest are down with hands up. Nemi sees two paths, there is a staff area at reception on the right side for the internal business, but the dining area with most of the people has a kitchen which likely connects.
As Constance begins to get control of the room, a man steps out of the kitchen with hands raised. He looks calm. “There’s no need for this, I’m sure, whatever you want we can work out. Please. Put the gun down…”
Constance turns her attention entirely to the man. “Where’s the fucking angel mix? You need to show where you have the love potion , or this barrel’s going up your ass, Whisperer,” she states, assuming his identity just by his calm and unruffled demeanor. She attempts pressing on his desire to not die with her psychic persuasion, loading the command ‘show where you have the love potion’.
Nemi looks to the side, sighing softly as she avoids the people at the tables, looking at each of them trying to identify any maybe police officers that might shoot them as she makes her way over to the business room near the reception. Once there she opens the door carefully with her shield raised… just incase… just in case.
The man has a mute expression, slow steps. As she lets loose the psychic persuasion, he simply smiles. “I suspect whatever it is, is in the basement,” he boasts. Surely he wouldn’t have shared it otherwise, but the persuasion lasts only then, a quick flash and the chef knife on his person goes hurtling towards Constance and he charges forward with another pull from somewhere in his uniform.
Meridith in the meantime lets out a whistle. “Hand Overwatch team is outside sniffing. I’m going out there to tie them up. Nemi! Connie! You can handle it here!” Meridith declares as she rushes outside to handle any outside response.
Nemi manages to reach a hallway opening the door, a normal breakroom on one side, an office down the other, and a clear stairwell slash fire exit door in the rear. The kitchen links here somewhere down an adjoining hallway. With Constance going loud, she seems to have a free run of the place, for now.
Connie can probably pull that off! The man manages to narrowly dodge the attack with non-human alacrity, but it gives her an opening to press offense
Constance charges at him with glee – now that she knows that he’s definitely supernatural, she can engage in hand to hand combat with her crushing size and strength backed up by incredible speed and finesse. No Goliath here – just peak performance.
Nemi looks over, cursing as she hears the noise of the knife…. “Connie do you have things handled?! I’ll loop this way and try looking for the basement!” She yells in response.
Constance says “Basement, yeah, I got him!“
Nemi is easily able to find the stairs leading down, but as she does she finds a rather armored looking Hand soldier entering the room at the same time!
Constance reflexes aid her immensely the blow is a staggering one. The man stumbles back and launches back towards her. His own strength is fitting, impressive, but her reflexes are simply too quick to be ignored. She has an edge, however, he’s quick and manages to cause a flicker in Constance’s vision. Not to get some shot in, but simply to disengage, he breaks back to the kitchen, perhaps, fleeing?
Constance tries to fucking tackle him.
Nemi nods, as she notices the stairwell…. and then gulps softly…. as she looks towards the man…. She raises her hand and gives a tiny dainty wave, minding the big great/broad axe she wields. Her eyes darts over to the stairs before she chuckles weakly… Bolting it at the armored man, before halting a mere meter maybe? Meter and a half in front of him as the hand grabbing the axe twists its grip, swinging it around to keep the force going as her other hand darts to the handle once the weapons mid air she does her best to turn the flat part of the axes head to the side to hopefully have the same effect of bashing someone in the head with a frying pan, knocking them out, hopefully.
Constance is quick enough to bring him down, plowing him through the kitchen door and into the ground hard. Just in time, as an automatic weapon from the kitchen opens up upon her, hitting over head. She’s got solid cover and her opponent, original opponent, is stunned beneath her.
Nemi on the other hand, sheepish as she might be uses that axe like a beast, and her opponent seems barely more than aware. Mortal or not, she pulls her hit and while he goes down like a sack of potatoes, he’s…PROBABLY going to be fine. Surgery has advanced. Leaving the basement clear.
Nemi looks back and yells. “One down over here! Head through the kitchen! Heading to the basement!” She yells, quickly hopping down the stairs one step after the other, one hand dragging the axe and the other checking to make sure her shields well fastened to her left fore arm, would be a shame if it fell off mid fight.
Constance cackles to herself as she drinsk in the suffering of the man beneath her. He’
Constance gives the man beneath her a few quick bludgeons to the side of the skull and a hissed, “Stay the fuck down, Hand creep,” before she pops up and returns fire with her carbine, spraying and praying…At least, she would be praying if it wasn’t for the fact that she’s supernaturally accurate. She’s going for body shots, assuming that anyone with an automatic weapon would be sane enough to wear body armor. Besides, death can be reversed with enough Charon coins…
Nemi is quick to capitalize. Hasty steps down leads her to a basement, and an obvious hum of heavy machinery hidden here. How strange, perhaps city hall has this in their building plans? Close to the shore…hm. Still, the door is much stronger and locked. Nemi can hack through it if she must but….it’ll take a moment and a lot of noise.
Constance takes the man down for a time, he certainly won’t be a problem for her in the next few minutes. The gunfire rains unti lit stops, and Constance’s swift as lightning in her return fire. Whoever is shooting doesn’t appear to be supernatural in nature and the one bullet the clips him, expertly placed, doesn’t look like it’ll kill. Whatever team was embedded looks like that was the last of them, besides the ones Meridith is dealing with outside…and whoever Nemi is about to face downstairs.
Constance gets back to her feet, reloading and dusting herself off, exhilarated. She goes and binds the chef and the gunner, trussing them up in the corner of the kitchen with some zipties.
Nemi nods softly, continuing her trek downstairs as she looks about… whistling softly as she takes a look around for any big machinery… she knows what a boiler and water heater and furnace for heat looks like…. so she primarily focuses on anything else, chemistry setups, big abnormal machinery…. stuff like that… or any vats of stereotypical pink fluids.
Nemi has to get into the room housing it! How does she handle this locked steel door, hiding her from all the delightfully stereotypical pink fluids! Constance has an easy time trussing them up, and medics probably won’t be long enough, nothing lethal
Nemi looks around… looking for anything that would classify as long, metal, and stabbing. She looks to the rifle on her back. Walking towards the door, putting her ear against it, and knocking softly to listen if it was hollow or solid… that made all the difference.
The door echoes hollow, nicely for their engineering preparedness. A simple strike or two? Could be quick if loud
Constance casually attempts to stride towards the back of the kitchen and find the downstairs herself after finishing up, but she probably only arrives once Nemi’s done or near-done.
Nemi hums… giving a firm nod as she steps back… hollow was NICE and simple swinging her axe at the door after stepping back and charging forward she cuts a nice / above it, bottom to somewhere above the handle… and then she steps back again although she steps back, making another slash to separate the handle from the door before giving it a nice WACK with her shield to bust it open.
Nemi slams into the room, surprising the occupants, a trio of engineers who stare sheepishly at Nemi who has time to impress upon them an urgent need to leave, or perhaps, question. Constance followsi n shortly thereafter.
Nemi nods softly, firmly, blocking the door. “Which vats the love serum… thingy.” She asks curiously. “Three questions. Three people. You answer wrong- Someone gets shot in the foot. Got it?” She asks. “I expect a nod and then an answer from… you on the left. For the first question.
The man stammers, he lets out a little fearful question of his own, “Love potion…?” Clearly he does not fear for his toes. Or…perhaps he does not know.
Nemi sighs softly, raising her rifle. “The aphrodisiac- The chemicals-” She questions…. or states.
If anyone has anything related to psychology or acute details, present it.
Constance strolls in with her shotgun held up against her shoulder with one hand in the classic Cool Pose. “Alright, is this where we’re smashing everything?”, she questions Nemi.
The second engineer, a girl, shifts forward and exhales soft. “T-there, it’s in there…!” She tells Nemi. “Please don’t hurt anybody…!”
Nemi smiles, nodding softly. Motioning for Connie to watch them. “Please watch them miss Eiffel tower.” She asks with a slight grin, whether that’s a compliment or not remains in the air as she looks over to the room being talked about.
Constance slaps her shotgun into a both-handed position and looms intimidatingly. “Consider ’em watched.”
Nemi does indeed find behind the doors a series of equipment obstensibly used to intercept and alter the water through the water system in the city. It looks professional, typical of a Hand operation. Scientific, with monitor systems showing saturation values. There’s all sorts of odd literature and research.
Constance on the other hand finds them all compliant and scared shitless. The girl is comforting her colleagues he cower. She looks pretty nervous herself.
Nemi uses a hand to brush the hair from her face. She looks a bit, looking where the system would connect to the citys water supplies to follow it towards the supply of aphrodisiacs. She sighs softly, this would take a hot moment. “This might be a moment- I doubt theres a shutdown that’ll disable the system for good-” She states. “I’ll have to manually cut the supply- Then start deleting the software after- then smash up the injection machinery after the aphrodisiacs are cut off.” She states with a nod… still trying to track which part of this setup even IS the aphrodisiac container.
Nemi, please try ‘to fix the water system’ with engineering or gadgets
(ST is figuring this out!)
Nemi yelps, jutting back as something sparks in front of her once she tries messing with the connection between the aphrodisiac valve and the water system.
Nemi manages to fix the water system, but when trying to dismantle the tainted source, oh no, emergancy purge it just goes EVERYWHERE! Into the buildings fire suppression system oh NO! Who could have forseen this?
Constance looks up, blinking, and gets a face full of angel tears. FUUU-
Nemi looks up, eyes widening as she does her best to shield herself with, well, her shield… praying and hoping she can block the water… but then she remembers the possibility of it seeping through the wood- well her shield was’nt that poorly taken care of… was it?
Well. Surely this is entirely fine. A bunch of focused supernatural heroes can surely avoid these perils and the amusing hijinks to follow but thankfully Nemi -does- get it fixed. The individuals in the room panic as the water turns on. But. Well, the situation is more or less contained now. It’ll be hard pressed for the Hand to continue their work here, and since it’s been revealed they’d likely have to set up elsewhere for now. So, mission accomplished!
Nemi looks over to Constance after she walks from the equipment room a moment after.
A voice bellows from upstairs, familiar. “Everything okay in there?” The machine hum has died out, it’s Meridith. “Come out, the Hand pulled back, regular PD is on their way! Did we get it done!?” Perhaps she’s smart enough to stay outside.
Constance coughs as she makes her way out, damp with the sprinkler system. “Fuck,” she mutters, aggravated.
Nemi follows but immediately starts coming across issues, doorways, stairs… she can’t block the sprinklers and walk through doors with her shield… this shrewd form of protection quickly ends as she follows close. “Meredith!! What’s the result of a large dose Of…. whatever they were using?!!!” She yells out in a question, sighing softly as she makes her way to the entrance with a pout on her face.
“Um, nothing…well. Um. Do you have a regular partner you’re exclusive with!?” She yells inappropriately over the sound of approaching sirens. As both turn up Meridith snickers. “Oh no, you two look like drowned rats…” Meridith teases Constance and Nemi. “Come on, we got it done, yeah?” She giggles again, covered in blood, some hers but she looks alright
Constance says “Yeah, it’s..it’s done, I think. Good shit, Merry.“
Nemi nods softly. “I hit the shutdown- The systems gonna get clogged and whatever stock they had left is currently dousing the people inside… It’ll be funny when the cops show up to… I don’t know hopefully THEY get home first at least.” She admits with a long. “N-no… I dont’…” She admits.
Meridith phews. Then nods. “You should be fine, if um, a little amorous for awhile.” She peers at Constance. “Hmm, it just made her look angrier, maybe it effects people differently. “Come on, vehicles this way, we can take off then!” She declares, beckoning them.
Constance grunts, “It’s because I want to force Nemi to suck the strap but I like people who already have a boyfriend or girlfriend already,” she admits, as she heads for her horse.
(Hopefully this counted! I have no idea what to expect! Thanks for playing! We can resume on grid!)
giggles. “Beggers and choosers Connie. Maybe Nemi can pretend?” She bumps Nemi with her hip as she strolls to her horse. “Good work, thanks for joining me, we made a good team.”
Nemi waves off Constance as her face is read as a beat… unable to really get that look off her face as she can’t… exactly form any words after hearing that. “F-funny meredith-” She states- “N-no problem…”
Meridith dramatically gasps. “Nemi! My beloeved! I know my cold frigid nature has left you wanting, but your loyalty means everything to me! I would just -die- if some baddie seduced you with her twisted desires.”
snaps her fingers. “I tried.”
Meridith snaps her fingers. “I tried.”
Nemi grumbles softly. “I actually- Do have someone but we’ve only just started seeing each other partially and oh god I can barely feel my legs.” she admits as she buries her face in one of her hands.
blinks and hurries over to offer an arm around Nemi. “Ah too soon for the ‘hey babe, I got macrodosed with love potion, clear your plans?’ request?”
Meridith blinks and hurries over to offer an arm around Nemi. “Ah too soon for the ‘hey babe, I got macrodosed with love potion, clear your plans?’ request?”
Meridith says “And legs you mean like…walking or…?“
Nemi says “I asked on a one to ten scale how funny would it be if I admitted to just getting a shower in aphrodisiacs after fucking up purging a system that was poisoning the citys water supply with said extremely potent aphrodisiacs…“
Nemi says “Oooh… someone texted me.“
Meridith says “Ooooh? “
Nemi hobbles over as she gets to her honda and waves meridith off. “I need to get home…. I think.” she states with her face utterly flushed red.
Nemi says “I can probably take advantages of the colleges wards and just pass out through this… maybe…“
Nemi says “If… I can even drive-“
Nemi says as she wipes her face and checks her phone.
giggles. “If it gets too bad you can give me a call!”
Meridith waves as she hops up her horse. “Drive safe!”