Flying low altitude toward the skywriting Skyhawk thinks. "It is probably friendlies, but being cautious couldn't hurt." "Achilles,"he thinks to himself and the information is immediately transmitted through the implant in his skull to his flying companion.". Lets keep a scan up to make sure this isn't a trap." Achilles responds "Will do."
OOC: Skyhawk will use his Hght. Detect Danger, and Achilles scans.

Hey Thunderbolt, what is going on up there?

If you think you need to stay, let me and Diesel go. We will walk to our objective while you deal with what you are sensing.

to himself, Wow, Thunderbolt must be coming from a warzone. He seems to be expecting a full out assault at any moment.

Meanwhile high in the sky ...

Rampart continues to fly in a tactical pattern designed to look for Achilles and a potentially inbound Skyhawk. Looking down from his SARCAP position, the man from another time notices the display of power Thunderbolt exhibits close to the Thunderwing while talking to the Protectors. Deja vu? This all seems strangely familiar for some reason.

Refocusing his telescopic vision Rampart lights another flare and tries to listen to the group chatter while maintaining his comm-link with Power Chord. Tapping the side earpiece of his visor, Damn static. I'm not getting half of what's coming across this thing.

GM to T-Bolt - You Detect Danger doesn't register any immediate danger in the area.

GM to the group - As you all talk amongst yourselves, Izzy chimes in.

- "Hey guys, this is really weird, I can't get anything on the comm system, I mean nothing, no GPS, no satellite, nada. The T-Bird’s systems are state of the art, with several redundancies built in for safety.  I personally ran checks on every piece of gear before we took off, and there's no way all of the systems should be down at the same time. It's just not right.
I’m going to go aft and check the rest of the electronics, and see if I can figure out exactly what’s going on. I’ve also got some maps in the back. With the GPS down, you might need them to figure out exactly where at.”

GM to the group Sorry guys, I forgot to mention it, but your internal comm links are also being affected by the interference, so comms are intermittent at best. So relaying information over them is going to be a problem.

The Machinist checks his scanner to make sure he still has signal lock on the BSI beacon. When he confirms he has the beacon locked in he will hand signal for Diesel to follow him.

Whether Diesel follows or not, he walks silently toward the beacon.

GM to Stalker:

Mrs. Fitzpatrick responds - "Time card..., oh, I'm so sorry" while moving out the way to let you by.

The officers wait for you to pass, then continue their conversation with her. You manage to pick up most of it, as you fumble around taking your time as though you're not sure where the blank time cards are.

The African American detective speaks - " Are you sure she hadn't mentioned meeting anyone new lately."

Mrs. Fitzpatrick thinks for a moment, and then says "Now that I think of it, she did mention she was thinking of possibly looking into a new part time job. She only mentioned it once, Eternal something or other. They were advertising for young women on campus, but she never brought it up again. Do really think that's important?

The African American Detective - "As I said earlier, we're just following up on a few leads. Well thank you for your time ma'am, if you can think of anything else, please give me a call. My number is on the card I gave you earlier."

And both detectives turn and leave. Mrs. Fitzpatrick, now visibly upset, excuses her self to the ladies room, leaving you to catch another look at the unmarked police car, and its plates.

Actions?

Thunderbolt looks Skyhawk over not sure what to make of the mechanical 'Achilles'... but clearly fascinated by the technical wonder of the construct bird.  He watches the interaction between Skyhawk and his team mates trying to get a feel for how the Protectors interact with each other.

On arrival at the small clearing...

Thunderbolt looks nervous, "Guys this is suspicious... why is this signal still clear when no other signals are?  Seems like a trap.  And with all these trees around my Radar Sense is not going to be very effective."

Thunderbolt shrugs, "Hey, I just call em' how I see em'..."

"I'm gonna get a little altitude just for some aerial coverage... and better clarity with my Radar Sense if aerial hostiles are incoming.  I'll stay in yelling range..."

Thunderbolt takes flight to a height of about 30'ft and erects both his Magnetic shield and Electrified body sheath ready to defend against any incoming ambush. His body and cloak arc with ready crackling electricity; arcing in regular patterns shaped by the Magnetic shield...

OOC: On Watch - Observation & Detect Danger checks

Looks out at the car and makes a note of the plate number. When he gets his new time card he picks a pen up off the desk to fill it out. As he walks back to the time clock he turns the card over and writes down the license. Later on his lunch break he calls Craig and gives him the number. "I also want you to check all the newspapers and advertising rags around campus for anything referring to or using the word Eternal."

Noticing the new additions to the group, Skyhawk gives a brief wave in acknowledgement of them. Dropping down in the clearing he lands close to The Machinist.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318InquisitorDracos/Supers/Machinist.pngSkyhawk have you noticed anything that would suggest what is going on here?
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Skyhawk responds. "I've picked up elevated levels of radiation and encountered towns folk who seem to be cast out of Invasion of the Body snatchers, but nothing else. " I'm telling you guys," he says to the group "this place seems weird. There has to be something sinister behind this."

GM to The Machinist: The readings are really strange. Your scan detects elevated levels of radiation, and a lot of electromagnetic interference in the area.

GM to the group: As you all talk amongst yourselves, you are startled by a very loud "BOO!" As you turn a ghostly white costumed figure hovers a few inches above thre ground, just pass the edge of the clearing.

Actions?

Thunderbolt looks down at the new arrival and cocks his head in curiosity.

He drifts forward casually and lowers down to about 5 feet off the ground and about 10'ft distant from the newcomer.

"Uhm, Hi.  I'm Thunderbolt.  I'm going go out on a limb here and figure if you were behind the strangeness going on around here you would not have blown your surprise position by yourself if you were hostile."

Gesturing at Power Chord - , "That's Power Chord, the leader of the PROTECTORS.  He's running this show.. we're trying to find some lost University Students and figure out what is causing all this EM interference... seems there is something wrong with the townsfolk as well.  So mind telling us who you are and if you know anything about what's going on here?"

The young white-haired African-American{?} man floating before the new arrival is arcing lightning in a very concise spherical bubble around himself his arms crossed at his chest.  His white cloak and maroon & black costume all seem to be made of some fine metal mesh and a Katana hilt peeks over one shoulder.  He is not being aggressive despite the display of power he is maintaining.

. . . last I saw of the squadron they had picked up the wounded ‘hero’ and were escorting him back across the Turkey border. After that the flight control computer blew and . . .

. . . noticing that the team has halted its progress Jason refocuses his visor’s vision to the clearing. “What the …? It’s not possible.” One last check of the skies and natural approaches and Rampart drops from the sky at an accelerated rate. Careful, he won’t know me from Adam in this costume.  Pulling up a few yards from the alabaster clad companion of a day lost in the past. Hands out and palms up in a gesture of friendship, Jason approaches the familiar looking figure.

“Ghost . . . is it you? I'm a friend.”

His voice? It's seems like he hasn't aged a day. The man I remember was full of confidence. Could it be an imposter?

Slowly walking closer, Rampart looks carefully at the white clad costume. (Tactics skill roll for Detect Weakness please). Stopping close enough to whisper so that just the two of them may hear, Jason keeps his hands out indicating his peaceful intentions and looks the young man in the eye. "Operation Tartarus?"

Ghost
looks curiously at Rampart, "I'm......not sure I've met you before, though you do seem familiar.  (then quietly, to Rampart only) "Is there any way you could have known my great grandfather?"

Ghost thinks to himself 'The math doesn't seem right, there's no way he could have known my great-grandfather; he's been dead for decades!'

Ghost then turns to Thunderbolt "I've just arrived here myself and was beginning to think things were strange when I noticed you all arriving"

Ghost doesn't sound very sure of himself when he answers, "I've a small bit of medical knowledge myself, and I have to tell you that some of my ghostly abilities don't....follow the normal rules and laws of physics...or anatomy."

"As for Rampart...he seems familiar, but please understand that I'm not trying to be...evasive when I say that I'm not really sure.  These abilities and 'powers' I have are quite new to me, and I'm not quite sure exactly how they work entirely.  I'll, uh....have to explain more later...when we have more time."

Glancing around at the collection of Meta's, Power Chord moves toward the latest arrival.

"Welcome Ghost, we are actually working with the BSI, and came to investigate some meteoric activity nearby.  We've just met up with our team member here," pointing toward

"We were about to get an update from him as to what's been going on around here, but perhaps you have some information?"

Power Chord will observe Ghosts mannerisms and body language to determine if he appears to be truthful, but will not cast any spells or investigate the new comer magically. Skill use, detect deception, and linguistics to determine where/when he might be from.  

No need to cause an incident he thinks to himself.