148/An Urban Exploration

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An Urban Exploration
Date of Scene: 26 February 2020
Location: Abandoned Power Plant
Synopsis: Some urban explorers get a little more than they bargain for when they stumble upon Doc Ock's bots.
Cast of Characters: Leon O'Malley, Cullen Bloodstone, Bobby Drake, Alison Blaire, Peter Parker




Leon O'Malley has posed:
It's midnight outside an old disused power plant a couple miles out of New York City, the clouds parted just enough to let the moon mostly light the way for people with good night eyes. Leon and his friends are leaned back against the gate wall in formation like they'd been copy pasted, "....You sent them the details, right?" Asks Corey, a tall and lanky looking guy with a hard hat, breath mask, and gardening gloves on, and holding a handheld camera up to his face as a makeshift set of night vision goggles. Leon, dressed about the same as one would to go to the store, glares at him, "For the fifth time, yes. They're only three minutes late, just be patient. If they hit the fifteen mark, we can just go on without them. Now get that camera outta my face, yer freakin me out."

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Well, Cullen does show up. Even though he seemed unsure if he would come or not himself yesterday, he's definitely here now. He's dressed much as he was yesterday, all dark clothing with potentially the same dark baggy sweater. If it wasn't for his pale complexion, he would have blended into the night. He seems to be picking his way up the trail in the moonlight with barely any problem. He pauses only for a moment when he sees the group up against the fence and mutters under his breath. "I'm an idiot." And then he's stepping out where he should be more easily spotted, holding up a hand in greeting.

Bobby Drake has posed:
What on earth had Bobby told Alison to get her to come along with him on this hairbrained adventure? Maybe that he'd admit that blueberry was the superior berry ice cream topping. Maybe something else. Whatever it was, he'd told her they were going to go explore this old power plant with some folks he'd met, and kind of keep an eye on this trio of nerds to make sure they didn't get themselves killed messing around in there, with a late night diner run afterward. And so that is how Bobby and Alison come to be strolling on up to the group. "So, they film these explorations," he tells her, "And they put them up on YouTube. And mostly I just think it'll be fun to see what happens. It may be a trainwreck."

He's dressed in jeans and sneakers just as he was the day before, though this time with a different sweater on, though no more warmly dressed than before despite the fact that it's freezing in February in New York at midnight at a power plant with, presumably, no power. As he moves on up he says, "Hey guys, this is my friend Ali. I got one request though, no cameras on her and I, alright? In fact, we're happy to do some filming of you guys so you can all be in the shots if you want."

Alison Blaire has posed:
Film them? The look of alarm that washes over Alison's face at that particular news is quickly wiped from her face, and she just smiles very faintly. Nevermind the pained expression. Ignore it, Bobby!

Thankfully, at least, he did warn that they'd be exploring some sort of abandoned place, so she's opted for jeans and boots instead of something far more impractical. It could happen. When they approach those already there and she's introduced simply as Ali there is a hand that tugs free from her pocket to give them a wave, "Hi."

Leon O'Malley has posed:
At Cullen's arrival, Corey jumps and lets out a startled cry, "Dont scare me like that! What's wrong with you!?" He shouts. The others all just glance up casually at the new arrival, Dave, wearing a similiar outfit to Corey, but with a heavy apron, quickly turning his gaze to the ground. Jeff, also wearing a hard hat, but sporting latex gloves and some saran wrap over his mouth in place of a proper face mask, waves a bit before adjusting which leg he has back against the wall. At the arrival of Bobby and Alison, Corey yells again! And then mellows out immediately, almost like his reactions are intentionally over the top, "Oh, it's cool guys, worst case scenerio, I just edit you out." He says with a thumbs up. Leon then pushes off from the wall, "Nice to meet you, miss." He says with a tip of a non existent hat, "Alright, if we're doin this, let's go." He says as he bends down and picks a camcorder off the ground, dusting it off as he leads the way into the plant.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen Bloodstone's eyes just run over the outfits the three explorers are wearing and he shakes his head with a half-smirk. Whatever, he knew YouTube worked better with a gimmick. "I'll try not to sneak up behind you in there." He pulls his knit cap a little lower over his head though, and keeps his face away from the camera, glancing at it like it might have some sort of catching disease. But he's still following along, hands in his pocket. He offers nods of greeting over to Bobby and Ali as well, offering the one he doesn't know a polite, well, polite for him, "Name's Cullen."

Bobby Drake has posed:
"Oh, an yeah, this is Corey, Dave, Jeff, and Leon," Bobby says to Alison as they join the others after Cullen introduces himself. He sees that pained expression and murmurs, "If you don't want to go, it's okay. I promise you won't be on film." But he seems to understand if she wants to bail out. He'd kind of forgotten about the cameras. All the yelling has him shaking his head, but he seems perfectly comfortable and at ease in the strange setting. He waits to see what Alison wants to do. "You guys can go on ahead. I'll catch up in a sec."

Alison Blaire has posed:
"Nice to meet you all." Alison replies, flashing a brilliant smile at the group, one that has no hint of the trepidation offered by potentially being caught on camera. There is a quick shake of her head to Bobby at his offer, and she waves her hand, "No, let's go...it's fine."

Leon O'Malley has posed:
The power plant is quiet, and as expected, dark as a dungeon. Leon leads the way up to the main building door and tries to open it, recieving a rattle of denial for his efforts. Leon tilts his head confusedly before looking back to Corey, "I thought you said it was open?" Corey brushes Leon aside and tries to open it himself, recieving the same locked door rattle, "I dont get it, I was just here last week..Hey uh, anybody know how to pick locks?" He asks as he looks the group over, Leon, Jeff, and Dave shrugging helplessly at him. Dave then breaks off from the group, "I'm gonna check the other buildings, maybe Corey just forgot." As he leaves, he starts doing the usual talking into the camera with it way too close to his face, Leon shaking his head in his hand in exasperation.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen Bloodstone just watches from the side as the door refuses to budge, twice. "Maybe it got inspected this week." His hands stay in his pockets as he leans up against the wall. And if he can pick locks he's not about to go admitting he can pick locks. His eyes do shift to follow Dave as he goes wandering off towards another building, but he stays put where he is. "Sure it was this entrance? There's usually more than one."

Bobby Drake has posed:
"Thought you had permission," Bobby says with an arched brow, since they'd mentioned having permission to get into these places. "Wouldn't they have given you a way in?" He makes no move toward the door or the lock, merely folding his arms and leaning against the wall as he watches Dave head off. "He probably shouldn't go alone." And so he pulls away from the wall and starts to follow him. "Come on, may as well go check with him. No point standing around a locked door." He grins, and then off he goes. "We can look for more doors around the building as we go."

Alison Blaire has posed:
"So we're not supposed to be here?" Alison wonders, but then she starts to follow after Bobby when he starts to go after Dave. She glances over towards the others, then lifts her shoulders very faintly in a shrug, "I guess that we're going this way then?"

This way. After the other guys...in the probably illegal breaking in sort of way.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
Corey rubs the back of his hand, "I uh, sorta maybe, kinda....lost the key." Leon throws his hands up, "Of course you did, cuz why wouldn't you?" Leon then follows suit with Bobby, following after Dave. The group begin their trek along the outside of the main building, Corey giving the front door a few more rattles and a kick for good measure, falling down the pair of stairs from the balance lost to the impact, and then rushes to catch back up with the group.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
"The best entertainment can be found where you're not supposed to be." See, there Cullen goes again, being supremely unhelpful and encouraging in all the wrong ways. He looks at the door then up and down the looming building in front of them. Bobby's suggeston draws a bit of a shrug from the teen. "I mean, it's as good a suggestion as any." And his voice goes up a bit in volume. "And it's not super smart to go wandering off alone." See, he can be helpful in good ways, too.

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake follows along after Dave, hands in his pockets as they walk along, looking at the other doors. He shakes his head a little at Corey losing the key. "Well, it'll be a quick exploration of the grounds if we can't get in. Might be some interesting things to see on the grounds." He shrugs his shoulders, not seeming worried about it either way as they go. He chuckles at Cullen's raised voice after Dave and says, "Pretty sure that's how most horror movies start."

Peter Parker has posed:
Meanwhile, an old powder-blue Ford pickup rolls to a stop in a quiet spot in the lee side of the facility, out of sight in the small treeline beyond.
Peter Parker got out and looked through the trees.
He knew Doc Ock was up to something. His recent activity suggested something big. What it was, he had no idea, but he was not about to marginalize Dr. "Crazy-Not-Stupid" Otto Octavius.
He pulled off his shirt, thinking he needed an easier and quicker way to suit up. And there wasn't a phone booth for miles.
One contortioned minute later, the truck was locked up and a red-and-blue Spider-Man was adopting a brand new Neighborhood as he swung through the trees towards the building.

Alison Blaire has posed:
"That is exactly how all horror movies start." Alison points out quietly to Bobby when he mentions it, shaking her head at him before she stops, glancing around the building, and then the grounds. "Bobby, I'm going to circle around the other direction, meet you all in the middle." She waves a finger around in a circle to demonstrate her cirling around abilities. Then she starts to walk backwards, making certain that everyone can see that she is going around in the other way.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
As the group catches up with Dave, he's standing under an open window, glancing over to them and pointing at it, "I think I found a way in. Can somebody give...Corey, a boost....What? I'm not goin in first." Leon walks over to him and looks up at the window, approximately nine feet off the ground, "What? Scared? It's just a spooky abandoned power plant, inexplicably locked when it's not supposed to be, dont be such a baby." He snarks at Dave before looking to the others, "...I kid, but I dont think I'll fit through that, it's kinda small. Corey, think you're safe to get the door open for us?" Corey looks at them and then glances to everyone in the group in turn before puffing his chest out, "W-why of course I can! Just t-try to get there ahead of me! I'll race ya!" His voice cracks worse with each boast. Leon helps boost him up, and Corey spends a good ten seconds desperately kicking, trying to worm his way in.

    Meanwhile, in the woods, Spider-Man has little trouble making his way to the plant, his Spider-Tracer's pinging suddenly cutting out as he approaches the outer wall of the plant, just under a seemingly inactive security camera.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
"That's how you get eaten. Or possessed." Cullen narrows his eyes as he trails after the group then speeds up a moment to fall into step with Bobby and Ali on the, 'I'm staying off camera crew.' At least until Ali peels off. "Weren't we just talking about not peeling off and going on your own?" He says with a flat stare, then a shake of his head. "Whatever, no skin off my nose." The window just proves to be an endless source of amusement. "You know, I'd volunteer to go in the window but you seem to have it in hand." He gives a thumbs up, even if poor Corey can't see it from where he is. He looks over to Bobby, "Can she handle herself?" There is a slight, very slight note of concern in his voice.

Bobby Drake has posed:
"Which is exactly why you shouldn't be.." Bobby starts to say to Alison but then they both exchange a look and he rolls his eyes and nods. "Alright. Go ahead. Meet us around the other side. Text me if you run into anything." And off she goes, and he turns his attention back to those beneath the windows. He looks a little skeptical at Corey's sudden bravado but he doesn't step in to stop him from being the one to get a boost in through the window. "Be careful once you're inside," he tells Corey. "Go slow. There's no need to race.. or run. Be safe." Because he feels /that/ needs to be said. He glances over to Cullen when Cullen notices Alison heading off and he nods to him. "Yeah, she'll be okay. And she'll text me if she sees anything."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey lands above the camera. Because Uncle Ben didn't raise any fools. No reason an existing security system couldn't be re-purposed...
Spidey slips inside, moving along the ceiling, because security cameras are like people. They seldom look up. He also doesn't talk. Because the quipping is best used for AFTER Doc Ock sees him, not BEFORE.

He pauses as he listens. Was that someone...? Nahh, couldn't be. Who else would be out here? That was just crazy talk.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
The gang return to the entrance as Corey slips inside, followed...silence. Dave continues commentating into his camera, Jeff busies himself trying to poke a hole in his saran wrap mask, and Leon impatiently taps his foot on the ground, "If I told him we should just go home, he'd whine and insist we stay. Trust me, this kinda thing happens everytime." He says to Cullen and Bobby.

    Meanwhile, inside: Corey lands with a thud on his back, and just as he sits up, Spider-Man passes the hall in time to see Corey take a dart to the neck from a nearby camera, dreamily mutter something, and drop over.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
And then it's back to the entrance, where Cullen resumes his spot up against the wall as he crosses arms over chest waiting for the door to open. Tough he is eyeing it sideways, trying to judge if he could just break the thing down. Not without giving away some of what he is, no. And so he sits and waits. "I know the type, don't worry." HE shrugs. "Besides, I'm getting some great ideas for the cover of my next metal album. If I ever decide to do a metal album." His humor, as always, is still on the dry side.

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby Drake finds a place to lean against the wall and wait as well, arms folded in front of him, ankles crossed. He waits and listens, and listens and waits, and after a while when there is no sound of Corey coming to open the door he sighs and says, "He may have gotten lost in there. One of you want to boost me in there?" Because while athletic, Bobby's pretty lean and could probably squeeze in through the window, himself. "I can go take a look around for him."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey winces. Yeaaaah, Doc Ock knows someone's in the house. For a moment, he wants to jump in and help the guy...

And then he stops. If the guy gets picked up some some motorized minion, it could help him track the minion back to Doc Ock himself, and then he could commence with the foiling.
Best to wait...watch. If Doc wanted him dead, he wouldn't have used a dart with something. Doc would want answers.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
Leon grumbles, "Alright, but if that door's not open with a minute, I'm breakin it down. This place is starting to put me on edge." He says as he starts back towards the window, "The rest of you stay here, I'm not having him get back while we're gone and being smug about it again." When they arrive at the window, Leon boosts Bobby the same way he boosted Corey, "Need a light? I can spare my camera if ya do."

    Meanwhile, inside: Spidey's caution proves wise, as a wall near him opens up, and a small tank like robot with a grabby claw rolls out of the dark opening towards Corey, grabbing him by the leg and dragging him back towards the new whole as Leon and Bobby's approach can be heard outside.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen Bloodstone remains posted by the door, keeping his eyes on the remaining two of the exploring trio. Though with Leon and Bobby off he's even more tempted to just kick down the door and be done with it. Alas, restraint once more wins out and he remains a brooding wall support for a few minutes longer.

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby peers in through the window in time to see Corey being dragged and lets out a muttered curse under his breath. "Shit." Then, he pulls himself through the window and as he falls to the ground, he takes on his ice form, suddenly going completely translucent before his boots even touch the ground. Then he's off, after Corey, calling back over his shoulder. "Call for help! Something's got Corey!"

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey was about to jump in to follow the 'bot back to its octogenic owner before someone jumps in and runs after the 'bot and his friend. Only...he's made of ice.

Well...THAT'S different.
He looks around, then heads off after Jack Frost, hoping they aren't blundering into some trap.

For some reason, he feels like he's the senior hero in this whole mess. Maybe it's just because he's been doing this for awhile. Can he claim seniority? He probably couldn't.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
Leon glances up with a confused expression, "Shit? What's shit?" He asks just in time to not overlap being told to call for help. He immediately takes off at a sprint back to the others, "Bobby said get help, something's got Bobby!" He says, causing Dave to jump hard enough to drop his camera, "W-what? What's got Corey!?" Jeff starts to say something, having managed to puncture a hole in his saran wrap mask, but is cut off by Leon throwing his keys at him, Jeff surprisingly dexterously catching them in one motion, "Dont know, you guys call the cops and wait by the car for em, go!" Leon then turns to Cullen, "Unless you can narrow those bad idea powers to specific people, you might wanna go too." he says as he moves for the door.

    Meanwhile, inside: As Bobby goes ice form, the camera shoots another dart at him, just narrowly too slow to hit his normal skin and bouncing harmlessly off his icy form as he streaks past. The door the tank bot dragged Corey through closes just as Bobby reaches it, a soft click of an intercom going live before he has a chance to freeze explode the door, "I know you're here, Spider-Man. Send the others away, or the boy dies."

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen Bloodstone's ears prick up from Bobby's shout which he can probably just make out. He pushes off the wall and lifts his sweater in the back enough to get to the gun holster in the small of his back. Why is he wearing that? A healthy dose of paranoia mixed with anxiety of not having a firearm in reach. And this one, well, it could probably politely be described as a small hand cannon. He handles it with all the ease of a soldier with wears of training, keeping in a ready stance, as he motions for Leon to get the door. "I can handle myself. Got your back." All the snark and sarcasm is gone, replaced by deathly seriousness.

Peter Parker has posed:
Well, crap in a hat. Doc's up and rolling. But he doesn't control these other people, and right now He's going to go to Plan B.
Honestly, he should be going straight to Plan B and just ignore Plan A. It NEVER works anyway.
Spidey lands next to the door, then looks to the snow man. More like ice. Ice man.
"Go find your friends and STAY OUT of sight. Watch for the security cameras!"
Then he reaches down, rips off the door, and drops into it in hot pursuit of the bot.

Bobby Drake has posed:
When the Spider Man suddenly comes hurtling past him and tears the door off in front of him, Bobby blinks for a moment and then follows him on through. At least it saved him the trouble of having to try to get the door open. "How about you go deal with your friend on the intercom, and I'll worry about my friend," Bobby shoots back as he takes off after Corey, not hesitating or turning back. Instead, ice shoots out ahead of him, creating a slick surface that he slides on, picking up speed as he chases after the bot, aiming to grab ahold of Corey as soon as he gets close enough.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
Dave and Jeff do as their told and high tail it for the road. Leon glances at Cullen's gun and nods approvingly, "Alright, I'll take point." He says before kicking the door open, the lock snapping with ease and the the left door tearing off it's top hinge, both being batted aside as Leon bursts through in time for the announcement over the intercom to be heard loud and clear.

    Meanwhile, with the Iceman and the Wall-Crawler: The door leads to a wide open stairwell, one half of the stairs being a a ramp, presumably for tank bots, and the offending bot Spidey is after able to be heard revving just a few floors below, mixing with some confused grumblings from the slowly waking Corey. As Iceman comes down to their floor, tank turns at him and fires a small shell from a turret on it's top, not slowing it's speed down the hall.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
If Cullen is bothered or amazed by Leon ripping the metal door off it's hinges like it's made of cardboard, he does a very good job of concealing those thoughts. He gives one more nod and lets Leo be the barreling front man while he brings up the rear. To the soldier, it's more than obvious Cullen has had all the proper training in unit tactics, or at least enought to put on a very good show of faking it. "I'll get anything that comes from behind, you worry about Corey."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man blinks, then fires a cloud of webbing that catches the shell and causes it to tumble, screwing up the trajectory. Spidey doesn't waste time with the ramp. He just drops the three floors down to catch up to the tank.

Bobby Drake has posed:
Sliding down the ramp after the tank, Iceman finally catches up to it. The shell doesn't even have time to hit him before the shell is caught by the webbing and thrown off course. Undeterred, and without anything obstructing his line of sight, he creates a wall of ice in front of the bot that stops it in its tracks and reaches for Corey. "Come on, Corey, grab my hand. We're getting out of here."

Leon O'Malley has posed:
Leon rushes in...and catches a dart to the neck almost immediately, as he stops to notice the open ripped off doorway. He pauses for a moment as he pulls the dart out, looks at it, and then drops over as another one hits him a few inches from the first. That's a well stocked camera turret...And now, seems Cullen is on his own...At least he knows to watch out? Silver lining?.

    Meanwhile, with you know the drill by now: The tank tries to continue on it's course, thumping into the wall and spinning it's treads as it tries in vain to pass the wall. Corey, coming too more, sees Iceman, and starts reaching to the offered hand, only to blink the sleep from his eyes a bit more and start screaming at the translucent humanoid ice sculpture reaching out to him...At least Bobby isn't in his old snowman appearance.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
The first dart has him reacting, already tracting the trajectory it would have had to take to hit as it did. Unfortunately, he's not quick enough to stop the turret from launching a second dart, but if he's the next target, the turret realigning should give him time to spot.. there! He points his gun at the camera and fires off a a quick three shot burst. Two for the darts and one as an extra middle finger to the maker. He only crouches by Leon long enough to make sure the man is alive, two fingers to the neck, and then he's off after the other two, the sound of tank fire likely giving him a good guess as to where he's going.

Bobby Drake has posed:
Listen, that was a phase, a brief phase, and we don't talk about the snowman, okay? "Corey, you've gotta get out of here. Get back to Leon, okay?" He nods toward the stairs back up, and points in that direction. "They're getting help, but you gotta get out of here. Either come with me, or run." Either way, he's going to make sure that Corey gets up and out. "But that robot is going to grab you again if you don't get moving. Or another one is." He hopes at least the threat of being dragged off by robots is sufficient to get him moving. Otherwise he's just going to have to grab him and haul him out.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey moved forward, advancing on the tank and firing weblines to tangle it up. "Getting a little sloppy. Should I start calling you Doc Octogenarian?"
He moved over to Bobby and Corey. "I can help get him out of here. Where is everyone? Tell them to get out of this place pronto, Tonto. Dr. Octopus is no one to play around."

Leon O'Malley has posed:
Leon is, from what Cullen can tell, fine, just unconscious. Leaving Cullen free to disappear down the stairwell without moral quandary. Meanwhile, Corey is still panickedly screaming as Iceman tries to reason with him. As Iceman is nearly done explaining to him, Core pees himself, and faints....Classy.

    As Spidey is trying to get Bobby to be his sidekick and take care of the civvies, the intercom comes on again, "For once, Spider-Man, you are right." Octavius says in a disconcertingly pleased tone, as panels along the walls slide away and turrets slide out, locking in place and beginning to fire lasers at the heroes.

Bobby Drake has posed:
When Corey passes out, Bobby grabs ahold of him and tells Spidey, "I got him. You worry about the robot master, there." And with that he grabs Corey and creates a rising column of ice along that spiraling ramp that carries him back up and out with the passed-out Corey in his arms, dodging the lasers as he goes.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen Bloodstone runs towards the stairwell, gun in hand only to have a pillar of ice suddenly popping out of the opening and getting in his way. He lets out a few choice, and not family friendly explitives at least until he notices there's a person riding that column of ice holding an unconscious Corey. "Oh.. well.. okay." He comes up short, and not knowing there's another person still down there fighting for their life, he looks up to a decidedly frosty looking Bobby. "So, that's cool. Are we done here?" And jerks his thumb towards the exit.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey looks to the wall coming up, then jumps to avoid a laser. Well, then, it's laser-tag time.
He springs forward, feinting left and then right to move past the lasers. He shoots webs at the optic sensors to foul their targeting systems, jumping over and past them. "'Scuse me. Pardon me. Yikes! Missed me, missed me, now ya gotta WHOA!" He slid under one lancing laser, popping up to gum up the works with a double-coating of webbing. "Hot soup, coming through!" he yelps as he makes his way deeper into the building.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
As Bobby and Cullen stop and meet in the stairwell, a large black and white humanoid figure surges over them on a black tendril, kicking off the wall and sliding down Bobby's ice ramp down into the facility, practically a blur as it passes them.

    Meanwhile, with Spider-Man: The Web-Head, having dealt with the turrets, finds himself at an elevator, the doors opening automatically as he approaches, the intercom crackling to life once more, "Have no fear, Spider-Man. Killing you with an elevator is too easy, too simple a way to finally be rid of you. I want to savour it with that...personal touch....Or maybe I'm lying. Are you willing to risk it, hero?" Octavious lets out a restrained cruel chuckle just before the comm shuts back off.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
"Hey! Get back here!" Cullen doesn't know if that black figure is friend or foe, but there's one thing Cullen does know. He hates being jerked around, and so he's soon chasing after because impulse control only lasts for so long when you're nineteen. He's bolting down the stairs at top speed, which for him isn't exactly slow, occasionally using the ice ramp to give himself a little speed boost as he slides along the slick surface before landing back on his feet as he makes his way to the room below.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey sighed. "Doc, you really ought to take a month off in the tropics." He steps into the elevator, listening slightly to his own personal early-warning system. Nothing yet on the ol' alarms, but that could change. "Maybe a year. Heck, make it a proper retirement."

Leon O'Malley has posed:
As Spidey enters the elevator, the doors quickly close behind him, the elevator beginning a swift but stable descent as the speakers inside coming on in response to Peter's banter, "Perhaps, after tonight, I will take you up on that offer. I will be so relaxed, knowing you are forever out of my hair." Once again, the not so good doctor sounds all too pleased and relaxed.

     Meanwhile, with not Spider-Man: Cullen is light on his feet, but running the tendrilly black mass skipped the stairs entirely, giving it a huge lead. By the time he makes it to the laser turret hall, the humanoid shape is prying open the door to the elevator shaft at the other end.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen lands at the bottom of the stairs, crouching with his gun raised at the tendrilly mass prying at the doors. "Are you behind this?" He doesn't sound exactly sure of his own question. This.. whatever doesn't look like the type to use sleep dart turrets disguised as security cameras. That's much more mad scientist, this is.. Well, this is something else Cullen feels is almost disturbingly familiar to.. He's not thinking about that now. "Friend or foe?!" He settles for that question instead, holding his gun up ready to fire should the thing turn on him.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man looked up, then down, scoping out the interal button panel. "Nice, but can you put on some elevator Muzak? You know? 'The Girl From Ipanema?' A little Mozart, maybe? I know you loved the classics before you went off the high side..."
He takes a deep breath. "Doctor, come on. How many times are we going to go around this mulberry bush? Look at yourself. You used to be one of the top minds in your field, if not THE top mind..."

Leon O'Malley has posed:
The humanoid mass looks back at Cullen and tilts it's head before looking back down the shaft, "...Long drop. Need a ride?" The voice is gruff, mixing with another voice of hissing, scratchy, grunts as if one layered over the other.

    The comm comes back on as Spidey tries to reason with the mad doctor, "As many times as it takes to finally be rid of you! I remain the top mind in my field, in ALL of my fields!....But you are trying to rile me, trying to distract me from my preperations, tsk tsk tsk, you almost had me...But almost is not good enough." The comm once more shuts off. A moment later, the elevator comes to a stop, and Spider-Man's Spidey-Sense begins blaring in his head, warning him of danger beyond the doors.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Well, that certainly sounds friendly enough. Cullen comes over to the edge of the elevator shaft and peers down into it. "Sure. Might as well see this through to the end." He glances at the creature, brows pulling down a bit. "If this is a trap." He wiggles the gun in his hand ever so slightly. "Otherwise, let's not waste time."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man sighs. "We've been over this, Doc. You're now a garden-variety head-case. You went off the deep end. You have ZERO credibility, Doc. Heck, you haven't been PUBLISHED in years..."
Come on, Spidey, be ready for anything. Getting him riled up is your best chance now. Anger leads to error, and Otto's never liked it when his brilliance is questioned.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
For a change, Octavius doesn't answer. Instead, the doors open up to another hall of turrets, and a trio of tank bots, who immediately open fire, the tank bots even shooting a couple of grenades into the open doorway. Spidey seems to have gotten under Otto's skin....again.

    Meanwhile, as Cullen tries to threaten the eldritch horror with a pistol: Said eldritch horror grabs his arm, and jumps down into the shaft, tendrils shooting out and latching the walls as they reach nearly terminal velocity, slowing them down enough to quickly reach the top of the elevator without dying. It drops Cullen as soon as it's safe, and reaches for the access hatch just as the elevator doors open into the firing squad.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Who's to know if a pistol will bother an eldritch horror until you try, and bravado can get you a long way, both lessons Cullen picked up somewhere. Probably. He lands on the elevator roof next to said eldritch horror in a crouch. "I don't know what's making all that gunfire, but I need one, and here I left the heavy ordnance at home." He puffs out his cheeks in mild annoyance, because yes, he sounds perfectly serious. "How are you at taking weapons' fire? You look.." He eyes the creature up and down. "Malleable."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey, having expected something like this, swings up and over the barrage, clearing the elevator car before the grenades turn him into chunky spider-salsa. He lands on the wall, shooting some gluey web-goop at the tank-bot grenade launchers. "Seriously, Doc. These things again?"

Leon O'Malley has posed:
The horror shrugs at Cullen's question, "Depends on the caliber. That..." He points at Cullen's pistol, "...Wouldn't even flinch us." He reaches for the hatch just in time for the elevator to go *BOOM*, tendrils shooting out all over the place to cling to the wall like a jet black sea urchin, narrowly catching Cullen and yanking him back up before the confused turrets can pepper him, "....Those might be a different story."

    Spider-Man....being Spider-Man, has little issue with gunking up the tanks, the turrets sluggishly turning to resume firing on him even as the new pair slither down into the hall, "...We think we may not be needed." The black mass says to Cullen as it settles to the ground next to him, the turrets too busy focusing on Spidey to try and kill them.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen gets yanked up with an, "Urk!" Then he's nodding slowly. "Yeah, that sort of gunfire was more the point of my question." He's peering down into the shaft, pursing his lips. "That is some trap down there. I haven't seen that much gun fire in.. a while." He desnt flinch though as the creature lowers them both down into the hallway, his feet hitting the ground with his back hunched a bit. He looks ready to move if needed, but stands fairly still for now. "We may not be needed, but we're also not the target. We could help." There's an odd emphasis on the word could.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey runs along the wall. He tries to make it LOOK effortless, but he is still scrambling to disable the turrets, one by one, the shooting beginning to die down. "Come ON, Doc! Just show yourself, then lie down on the floor. That way, we can skip the whole Punching part!'

Leon O'Malley has posed:
The black mass ponders this for a moment, then shrugs and jumps forward, a tendril shooting from it's hand, ripping one of the turrets from the wall and whipping it into another that nearly had a bead on Spidey, another tendril shooting from it's back and stabbing through the sensor of another on the opposite wall.

    Octavius comes back over the comms, "You wish me to show myself? So be it. Behold, Spider-Man, your doom is at hand!" The comms shut off, and the bunker style double security doors at the end of the hall shoot open, the remaining turrets shutting down and retracting into the walls.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen follows the black mass into the chamber of bullety death, he's not even raising his gun, he's just looking depressed and resigned about something. "I really hate doing this." He hunches his shoulders, eyes flicking between two active turrets, and then they're receeding into their cubbyholes in the wall, saving Cullen from having to do whatever it is he hates doing. "Huh.. Well then." So he follows along behind the tendrily creature and the amazing Man-Spider or whatever the press calls him, popping the clip on his gun to check for number of bullets left before slamming it back home. "I'm starting to get an itchy trigger finger, here.."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man sighed. Doc just CAN'T do anything understated. "Come on, Doc. It's getting late, I'm tired, annoyed, and I think I'm going through pollution withdrawal being so far from the city. Get out here, monologue, and either surrender or I *make* you surrender..."

Bobby Drake has posed:
Once Bobby's got Corey safely out the door and calls Alison to look after him, he heads back into the building after Cullen and well, whatever that hulking monstrosity was that was with him that he only saw in brief passing. Where did Leon get off to? Maybe he went with Jeff and Dave to get help. Then he's racing back in, sliding down the ice once more to try and follow the path of Cullen and the large black and white mass.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
"No, Spider-Man. I wish to savor this moment. You will come to me, and then you will die. It does not matter what friends you have brought, all they shall be is spectators to my glorious triumph over you!" The comms cut off again. The black mass tilts it's head at Spidey, "Wow...This guy really hates you. What, did you kick his dog or something?" Moving towards the door will spark up Peter's Spidey-Sense, warning of imminent danger just ahead.

    As the Iceman cometh, the mass grunts acknowledgingly at him before starting towards the open door, "Well, if you wont, then I guess we will..."

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
"What a fucking lunatic." Cullen shakes his head. "I mean, I've met some nutjobs, but this.." He gestures with his gun towards the door. He rolls his eyes and follows after the black mass. "Note to self, next time urban exploring, bring the god damn bazooka." Still he pats his oversized handcannon on the barrel as if mentioning one of his other weapons may have hurt the poor thing's feelings.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man sighs. "I'm the reason a lot of his plans have failed, gent. Doctor Otto Octavius, AKA Doctor Octopus, AKA Doc Ock. Brilliant, but crazier than an outhouse rat." He looks back at Wolf. He has a pretty good feeling the guy's not some schmuck off the street. "Are you sure you and the rest of the Scooby Gang want any part of my headache? It IS mine, after all..."

Bobby Drake has posed:
And then Iceman comes sliding on in behind them and says, "So, what'd I miss? More robots, turrets, cameras, and .. really? Doctor Octopus? We're going to fight a squidman?" Guess he's in. Iceman hops off the end of the ice ramp and makes his way over to the others, nodding to Peter, "Sure, why not? I mean, you're welcome to take first crack at him seeing as he's your problem and all, but we're all here, and we fought all those robots, and that poor kid peed himself. I figure, at least one good snowball in the face is in order."

Leon O'Malley has posed:
"No, came all the way down here say this isn't my problem. Coming, bug boy?" The Wolf asks with a thumb into the room, just as they stop on the door's threshold, the door suddenly slamming to shut, trapping the Wolf in between, struggling to hold it open as the comms come online, Octavius' angry voice breaking through, "YOU ARE /NOT/ SPIDER-MAN! I was very clear for him this trap was set, and I will not have some blithering fraudulent fool traipsing into it for him!" The Wolf continues straining to hold it open, "I-It's ok-k...We g-got the door...Go g-get him, g-guys...Ooh this is gonna hu-urt in the morning..." There is enough room for Bobby and Spidey to get through with ease, and Cullen to manage just fine with a running start, if they choose to progress the plot and hop through.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen sighs and backs up a few steps before launching himself forward and springing over the symbiote, landing in a perfect three-point landing with his gun out to the side. Standing up, he begins his slow amble forward, waiting for the others to join him. "See.. this is always the problem with traps. You catch what you don't intend, and sometimes it's a little too much for the trap. Hunting, tracking, wearing down your enemy with pursuit and exhaustion. Much better methods." Is he giving the villain tips? Yes. Yes, he is.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey wastes no time in slipping inside. He'll have time to be amazed later. Right now, Otto has his full attention. "Okay, Doc. I'll be sure they send you to Striker's. They have a good DENTAL plan...and BOY are you gonna need it!"

Bobby Drake has posed:
Iceman slides right on through the opening that the giant symbiote leaves them by holding the door open and gives him a little salute in thanks on the way through before he follows after Cullen and Spidey. He's got no visible weapons, at least not at the moment, but he seems confident as he lets Spidey and the Doc talk it out. There's a glance over to Cullen as he says, "Nice landing."

Leon O'Malley has posed:
Beyond the door, the room cuts hard to the left, appearing to be some form of robotics lab, with an enormous such specimen standing at the other end of the room, just barely scraping the ceiling twenty feet above, and narrowly avoiding the walls at both ends of the room. One arm appears to be some type of helicopter-esque fan, and the other, a giant cutting laser. The head is a large and obvious control window, where the mad doctor can be seen piloting it, his infamous tentacles coming around from the back of the mech and snapping menacingly at the heroes, "Doctor Otto Octavius does not take criticism from soon to be dead amateurs." Said in that same unnervingly satisfied tone as the mech lurches forward, fan blade spinning up and tentacles each waving about as they pick out targets.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
"Amateur?!" That actually seems to have struck a nerve, at least for a moment. "At least I don't need to build myself tentacle arms because my real ones are about as strong as wet noodles." Did... his eyes just flash red for a minute? Must be the lighting. He looks at his gun though and sighs. Definitely not going to be enough, he's going to have to do it.. he really hates doing it. But he braces himself as he looks at the Doc. "Well.. c'mon then. Let's see what you can do."

Bobby Drake has posed:
"Oh," Iceman says as he sees the doctor with the tentacles through the window of the giant robot. "Well, that explains the octopus thing." He glances over at Cullen when he takes offense to the commentary from the doc and his lips tick up a little into a smile. Then he looks back up at the big robot and tilts his head to one side, "So, Spider Guy, have at it." He's holding back only for a moment to let Spidey get in the first shot, as promised.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spider-Man looked at the hulking machinery. Robotics. That HAD been his specialty.
*Dammit, Otto, I respected you...*
Then he leaped over to the left, towards the laser arm. He latches onto the side of the arm, then glanced up at Doc Ock. "Doc...I hope you're INSURED!"

Leon O'Malley has posed:
As Spider-Man leaps onto the laser arm, Octavius grins devilishly, Spider-Man finding himself unable to get any grip on it, "Did you think this would be so easy, Spider-Man? I have studied you to the finest detail. None of your tricks will save you this time!" He says as two of the tentacles snap to snatch up Peter, Octavius barely remembering the others in the room enough put the fan blade defensively between them and helping Spidey.

    Meanwhile, on the other side of the room: With a last great grunt of effort, the Wolf hurks the doors apart enough to trip backwards, falling into the room flat on it's back with the doors snapping shut hard enough to crush coal into a diamond before he's even reached the floor, "Hoy...We wasn't gettin any blood to my ears, did we miss anything?"

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen just watches as the Spider goes launching off after Octavius. "Team tactics really aren't your thing, are they?" The comment is mostly a mutter under his breath, and then he's looking at the spinning fan blade with a hint of annoyance, then over his shoulder to the Wolf. "Just the monologueing. You're fine. It was pretty standard villain speech." He looks around the room. "If we can focus on one arm at a time.."

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey would say something in response to Cullen, but he's a bit busy.
He finds he has no purchase on the steel surface of the arm. Which has NEVER happened before, so he's at a bit of a loss. However, he is nothing if not resourceful - He SLAMS his hand into the side of the arm, creating a handhold he can hang onto, warping the surface enough to change the texture. It also gives him access to the arm's innards, and he simply dives in to yank the wires powering the laser. "I never knew you hated handholding so much!" Spidey yelled. Come on, keep his attention on him and off of the three complete strangers...

Bobby Drake has posed:
"I can try and freeze the big spinning one," Iceman says to Cullen, apparently willing to work with the group rather than just running off on his own. "That should stop it. If you guys can dismantle it or something. Then we can hit the laser." He glances over to the others for just a moment, and then he is in motion, bringing up his hands and zapping the big spinning fan of an arm with ice from the center, building it up like on a jet engine, until frost begins to spread out over the blades and seize up the workings in the middle.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
Octavius scowls, "Such barbarism." And hits a button. The outside of the mech lights up with electricity, shocking Peter before he can cause any serious damage to the laser arm and leaving him defenceless for the tentacles to grab and yank him up into the air. Of possibly noteworthy mention, when the mech electrifies, all other process with it stop, the fan whirring down as if shut off, and the laser dimming to nothing, the shutdown persisting for several seconds, "And now, Spider-Man, before I unmask and destroy you, you shall watch as I crush your little helpers." And then the fan, having started whirring back up, is blasted with ice and frozen solid, "What!?...I see, consorting with genetic freaks to shore up your shortcomings I see..." Octavius says accusingly to the zapped arachnid while bringing the laser cutter up to cut the fan free while a tentacle surges evasively towards Bobby.

    The Wolf kips up, staggering back as Bobby gives the plan, "Wow...That's uh...big...I guess, we'll go for the left leg. Try not to die, guys." And with that, he's charging the called target, fingers elongating into long and terrible claws.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Two billeous green tentacles lash out towards the one with the laser cutter, to wrap tight around it and start wrenching in opposite directions. The tentacles are as strong as they are hideous, and they're coming right out of Cullen's back, his eyes glowing a malign red as he stares at the main body of the robot. Two more free tentacles lashing behind him like angry cat tails. "Who are you calling a genetic freak? Asshole?" He really hates doing the thing. But the thing just sometimes cannot be avoided. Cullen's smile is wide but it doesn't even touch his eyes, in fact he just sort of stands there in a slight slump as he lets the tentacles do the work of trying to wrench the laser arm apart.

Peter Parker has posed:
Ohhhh yeah, it was resonating in his fillings. his jazzed mind made a mental note to add insulation to the next iteration of the suit before he was able to order his thoughts.
Oh, hey, incoming!
He jerked his head to the side, the pincers of the grabber slicing along his left cheek, cutting along the suit and the skin beneath. The pain was like hot metal, but it had the benefit of helping to clear his head. He reached into the compartment of his belt to pull out what looked like a small maglite flashlight. Once upon a time, it had been one.
He pressed the button, and the low-grade EMP grenade went off, frying all electronics in a ten-foot radius.

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby continues to coat the blades and the whirring mechanism of the fan in ice until the laser arm comes up to cut it off. Then, he's busy dodging a tentacle that manages to get wrapped around his leg, tipping him off balance. Fortunately, ice is slippery and even though the tentacle lifts him off his feet, it's hard to hold onto him very well, as he slides around in its grip, attempting to right himself, or get down, at the very least. But it does distract him for a few moments, taking him out of the fight.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
As the fan is cut free enough to whirr back up, the thing, no not the rock guy, happens and yanks the laser cutter away, "No, you will NOT deny me my victory!" Octavius shouts defiantly as the whips the whirring fan blades into the green tentacles, the fans slashing rapidly and brutally into the tentacles as the cutting laser fires up into the air, small but growing chunks of rock beginning to drop down from the ceiling. As the EMP goes off, Octavious grins wickedly and starts to boast at him, when suddenly the laser arm stops firing, and all tension goes out of it's hydraulics. Spidey's previous injury to the mech's arm has created a vulnerability. Octavius is clearly reeling and beginning to panic from the ferocity of the combined assault.

    At ground level, the Wolf twists around and slides past the rotating blades, coming up to the mech's legs and trying to mount the side of it for easy ankle cutting, only to slide off and crash back to the floor, "Away from me, pest!" Octavius shouts as he tries to crush the interloper, Wolf being stepped upon and forced to once more be a brace, "W-W-We g-got him....P-Pull him ov-ver!" The mass manages to shout out through gritted teeth.

    Over with Bobby, things aren't looking so good, the tentacle struggling to hold onto him finally giving up and hurling him cruelly towards the fan blade.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cutting through those tentacles is like going at a well done steak with a plastic knife. You'll get through it eventually, but the process is not going to be fun. Cullen grits his teeth at the struggle, but oddly doesn't seem too perturbed by the fan blade hacking away at the tentacle. That's not to say he doesn't do anything about it, as tentacles three and four join the fray, lashing out towards the tentacle supporting the fan blade in an effort to yank it away.

Slack in the laser cutter just means he can gives the one abused tentacle a break, letting it flop to the floor where it starts to knit itself back together, and the remaining one still around the laser arm begins to tug and yank and twist every which way, Cullen wanting nothing more than to tear that cybernetic abomination right out of the socket. "I'm going to shove your own laser up your.." Thank god the sound of whirring fancs covers up whatever came next in that taunt.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey jumps up to the "head" of the robot, punching into the window of the head to crack it. The impact created fresh bruises, but it is enough to create enough surface differentials to allow him to get a good grip. he punches again with the other hand, deepening the cracks.
Spider-Man looked in at Doc Ock and said, "OF COURSE YOU REALIZE THIS...MEANS *WAR.*"

Bobby Drake has posed:
Bobby goes flying toward the fan blades and one gouges deeply into the ice of his shoulder, causing him to wince as he slides down along it. He's barely able to get any purchase since it is so slick, and so he falls all the way to the ground. It takes him a moment, but he's back up on his feet by the time that the mass on the ground suggests to pull him over. Quickly, he assesses the situation. Then, he heads to the opposite side of where the giant robot is being pulled and he suddenly starts building up ice on the upper limb of the robot, trying to weigh it down and help it topple over.

Leon O'Malley has posed:
With the laser cutter helpless from Spidey's EMP, Cullen's thing has no trouble tearing the arm right off, this overbalancing is only added to by Bobby's quick witted freezing, giving the Wolf under the mech's boot the leverage for a roaring full body toss, sending the mech flipping over onto it's back in front of Cullen, Spidey having cracked the glass enough to get the grip he needs to hang on. Inside, Octavius squirms in his chair, trying to unhook his seatbelt, because even villains know the importance of safety first, his tentacles writhing about desperately under the mech, unable to move more than a foot or two to either side and trapping Octavius defencelessly inside, "You...You think you have won? You think you have beaten the great Otto Octavius!?" The doctor futilely strikes at Spider-Man behind the glass, thumping uselessly off it.

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen Bloodstone's tentacles let go of the mech as it goes flippind so as not to send him flipping with it. The retract a bit into his back, not all the way, writhing behind him like a bunch of snakes, ready to lash out again if they're needed, except for the injured one that hangs a bit limp as it is still stitching its cut flesh back together. HE just glares at the man in the machine, his rictus grin from earlier fading into a grumpy glower.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey looks down at him. "No...I haven't."
Then he punches again and the glass shatters, showering Otto with bits of glass. In the next moment, his fist connects with Otto's jaw, and buddy, call the ref to count him out, because he is down for the count.
Spider-Man sighs, then looks to the others. "WE beat you, Ock." He pulls the man from his cockpit, then applies something that looks like a sticker to his neck. He looks tothe others, then explains, "Mild sedative. Should keep him unconscious for HOURS. Now..." He exhales, then asks wonderingly, "...who are you all, and why the deuce are you out here?"

Bobby Drake has posed:
Once the robot goes over, Bobby slides on out of the way, watching it come down and coming to stop somewhere near Cullen. "Nice work," he says to the guy with the tentacles, and the black mass of a symbiote nearby. Then he looks up and over at Spidey as he pulls Doc Ock from the cockpit and flashes a grin. "Iceman, and why not? Seemed like the place where the party was at tonight." He then says, "But, if you've got this under wraps, I should check on that kid I hauled out of here and his friends that are outside, make sure they didn't get into any more trouble while we were having fun with robots."

Leon O'Malley has posed:
As octavius is pulled out, the tentacles are detached from his harness, writhing wildly for a few seconds before going limp. The Wolf is pushed up by tendrils that push out of it's back, returning to the rest of it's form like a rubberbanding pool of jello, "...Weeeee dont really feel like we owe you an explaination, wanted fugitive Spider-Man..." The tone, hellish and horrifying as the overlaying voices are, is more amused than defensive. He stretches his back, resulting in a series of pops, "Ooh, ah, yeah, that hurt, that hurt a lot....Ahhhh, aaaaand numb." He shakes off a bit and looks to the others, "The rest of you ok?"

Cullen Bloodstone has posed:
Cullen Bloodstone reholsters his gun as the Glartrox once again returns to slumber, the tentacles sliding back inside Cullen. He gives a little shudder as the last one disappears, though his eyes fix on Spidey with a flash of annoyance. There's no answer coming from him though. "Word of advice. You might want to kill that one." He nods at Doc Oc. "I've seen villains that crazed before, sooner or later he'll kill someone you care about just to get to you. They do that." And then he's turning on his heels and heading towards the staiwell and the way out. He just nods at Wolf's question.

Peter Parker has posed:
Spidey sighs. That's him, making friends and influencing people wherever he goes. He fishes in the backpack for his phone, then taps a number. "Hello? Agent Cochrane? Yes, check this GPS signal. There's an abandoned power plant Dr. Otto Octavius has turned into his personal playground. He's gotten 5 CCs of medical-grade sedative, so he's sleeping for a bit." Spider-Man cocoons him thoroughly, just in case. "Better send a full team. He's got a LOT of tech."
He looks back towards the departing people, then calls out, "Thanks for the assistance!" He wasn't trying to sound snarky at all. They DID help take the big lug down. But that one's willingness to kill a sick man...that's kinda cold. Even colder than his amazing friend there, the one-man blizzard.

What can you do? It might have been easier if Ock hadn't had a hostage. But you fight the fight you have, not the one you want.
He touched his cheek, finding the blood already drying and the cut closing.

He's had worse introductions.

Bobby Drake has posed:
Iceman gives a grin and a thumbs-up to the scary-voiced creature. Then he looks over to Cullen and says, "Want a ride up?" He begins to spray a bit of ice ahead of him and slowly begins sliding along it, not picking up speed just yet as he offers a hand out to the now-with-less-tentacles Cullen. The other two seem capable of moving pretty fast all on their own.