So about this time a year ago in this thread I tried to image all the heroes together in a non-crime fighting setting. It turned into Young Legacy’s Hawaiian Birthday party. The Sentinels family has grown since that time and it seemed a good time to take another look. After all, birthdays come but once a year.
I imagine that...
Growing up a Parsons, and knowing her own destiny from a young age, Pauline has always felt more grown up then her father wants her to be. She always felt closer to her dad’s many superhero friends then the girls at school. So it is that another year has passed and she again has chosen to invite those super friends to her birthday party. This year the whole gang gathers for a poolside barbeque.
Unity and Mr. Fixer are behind the garage. She has created a sparring partner out of Legacy’s metal recycling and is trying to get a hit on Mr. Fixer, who deftly avoids a single touch by the automaton. Unity wishes she had Swiftbot instead of Legacy’s old Tuna cans.
Legacy stands by the barbeque grill. Spatula in hand, wearing his Kiss the Hero apron so as not to dirty the white of his Legacy suit. That’s more to appease Mrs. Parsons then worry about the suit. Its seen more dangerous challenges then burger grease. But Legacy always does what he can to show his love and support for his wife, knowing the stress she feels whenever a call comes in and that while Pauline will follow in his footsteps, there is a part of his life she will only ever see from the sidelines.
Wraith stands nearby, unconsciously checking the propane tank and fuel line in case of tampering. It could serve as a perfect tool. Multiple heroes, a faulty gas line to blame, the perfect set up for a devious villains mind. But no. Everything is fine.
Bunker is dressed down, he only wears his suit to “formal” Freedom Five events. With a nod to Tachyon he casually lays a trap for Absolute Zero. Could you please help me carry the burgers to the table? I know Wraith is standing there but I’m asking you Ryan. Well thank you very much. As they cross to the barbeque, Legacy, also in on the trap turns and clamps a hand down on Absolute Zero’s shoulder. Absolute Zero can’t move, the trap is laid.
“Photo 5!” Tachyon shouts from the camera tripod nearby. Click. Tachyon presses the button and takes her place next to Bunker, no need for a delayed photo timer.
Laughter booms behind the Five. They turn to see Haka, sporting a bright yellow shirt, and Tempest riding his back behind them. Photobomb! All but one join in the laughter. Absolute Zero just rolls his eyes and returns to sulk in his pool chair.
Fanatic and Ra are on the other side of the pool deep in discussion on blasphemy and the relationships of lesser and higher deity. Her grip tightens on the handle of her sheathed Absolution. His grip tightens on the handle of his staff. But just before Armageddon is unleashed a wave of water washes over them. Splash! Fanatic gapes at this unseen onslaught. Ra begins to steam. Tempest breaks the surface with a grin. Getting a toss from Haka is so much better than the diving board.
Not noticing the burning retribution behind him Tempest waves to the group laughing at the barbeque. Fanatic launches into the air, grabs him by the shoulders, and begins to rise. Ra holds a fireball just below Tempest’s feet. Hot hot hot, let me down. Ra gives way into a hearty laugh, clears the fireball and tells Fanatic to bring him down. Not appeased quite as quickly as her friend, Fanatic opts to let go rather higher off the ground then Tempest would have liked, landing rather solidly in the grass.
Argent Adept is also laughing deeply at the scene. He is carrying a tray of drinks from the house out to the party. He offers one to Nightmist who thanks him with a smile. Chrono-Ranger and ExPatriette hardly pay attention to the drinks put into their hands. They are debating the unwelcome recoil effect on distance shots. ExPatriette draws Prejudice to demonstrate a technique. Chrono-Ranger takes a sip, spits it out and glares at the drink in his hand. Pink lemonade. He forgot whose home he was at.
Nightmist asks Visionary how how young Vanessa is doing. Things are generally well but Visionary is concerned by some headaches and nightmares Vanessa has been experiencing. She is seeing bizarre things you wouldn’t believe. Nighmist arches her eyebrow. Try me.
Argent Adept works his way around the pool. The Scholar happily takes a cup. You serve a fine lemonade my friend.He is laying back in a pool lounge, a plate of burgers balanced on his stomach. Argent Adept turns to offer the next chair a drink but stops awkwardly. Omnitron-X sits there, totally still, and stares at him, eye lens catching the sun. Er, sorry, how are you enjoying the party? He moves on with a backward glance at the robot.
Back at the grill, Wraith’s wrist communicator beeps. Its headquarters calling. The Pike Industrial Plant...yes...yes...into the sewer...right...right...yes...got it...and another? Baron Blades Mobile Defense Platform was seen approaching Megalopolis airspace...anything else...okay...thanks Aminia.
Wraith looks at Legacy. Trouble in Rook City, possibly Plague Rat. And Baron Blade is moving in on Megalopolis.
Wraith immediately finds herself surrounded by the other heroes. Legacy, Tachyon, Bunker, Argent Adept, Visionary, Omnitron-X, Absolute Zero, Nightmist, Haka, Fixer, Unity, Tempest, Young Legacy, Ra, and Fanatic all look on waiting for details.
Legacy takes charge. Wraith, Rook City is your home turf. Take five with you...Expatriette...er...Chrono-Ranger...hmm. The two heroes in question are nowhere to be seen. Well Wraith, take three more and go after them. Wraith signals Nightmist, Haka, and Mr. Fixer. The rest of you...we’re heading to Megalopolis.
The yard is soon empty, except for one old man in a bathrobe snoring on a pool lounge.