16714/The Doom Preacher Speaks

The Doom Preacher Speaks
Date of Scene:	06 January 2024
Location:	Gotham University
Synopsis:	When the Doom Preacher comes to Gotham U Campus, a bit of worrysome behavior breaks loose. Damian Wayne (Robin), Austin Reese (Osprey) handle the inside of the building while Talia Al Ghul, Kelly Praetor (Apex) and Joan Wright handle broken glass and the PReacher Himself, who takes credit for Joan's work
Cast of Characters:	Phoebe Beacon, Talia al Ghul, Damian Wayne, Kelly Praetor, Joan Wright, Austin Reese

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Phoebe Beacon has posed:
ONE HOUR, THIRTY-SEVEN MINUTES AGO:

    "If you would just give me--"

    "Nope. Nope nope nope," she walked, boots tapping against the tile, winer jacket huddled around herself, hair wrapped in a pretty purple wrap with silvery stars and sparkles. "Not giving you time. Not giving you attention," she turned to onlookers, "can someone get campus security please? This man has threatened me--" Phoebe Wayne states. She used the last name on purpose, trying to get attention to the issue. She points back at a well-dressed blonde guy with a square chin and a very punchable face. His nose is slightly crooked from being broken last year.

    "No, we don't need the campus rent-a-cop, I just need *ten minutes* of your time with You. Listening. To. /Me/--" Phillip Cupp replied, reaching out to grab Phoebe's left wrist as she turned around, and she jabbed her finger in the air.

    "Leave. Me. Alone. Last warning. You've already been told the next time it would be a legal issue. I am going to my class, and I am going to text Bruce Wayne and Alfred Pennyworth about this, and in five god-damned minutes you're going to have so many other lawyers up your ass they're going to think the New Jersey Bar Exam is in your colon!" Phoebe hissed, ripping her hand away from Cupp, turning and rushing into the Psychology department in order to escape him.

FORTY-FIVE MINUTES AGO:

    The Gotham University psych building went into lockdown due to a security threat. Phoebe's alert beacon went off, and a message went out to the Bat Family that there was something strange going on the campus. She has since been out of communication.

CURRENTLY:

    Class still wasn't in session for Gotham University, students enjoying their break but many of the home-town (or those who do not go home for the winter holiday) were bustling about at the coffee shop, the book shops, or the Psychology building, especially since additional paid and extra credit slots had opened up for the newsworthy Vitamin study.

    Nearby, someone has set up shop, a street preacher with salt and pepper hair and a severe face, clad in a black priest's cassock with a white collar is holding up a bible. Behind him there are poster boards with various activities that will lead to eternal damnation -- listening to Hard Rock music, punk lifestyles, multivitamins, celebrating Day of the Dead, playing Dungeons & Dragons or World of Warcraft -- and he is preaching to the sparse crowd.

    "BEHOLD! Your lives have brought you to the doorstep of Eternal Damnation. REPENT -- REPENT AND PRAY FOR YOUR SOULS!" he calls out.

    Bats and Outsiders may remember him from previous encounters.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
Ordinarily she wouldn't be coming to such a thing. But, an alert from Phoebe had her somewhat on edge - as well as the presence of the man that had done something to the girl in the same region. So upon the alert being sent on, Talia Al Ghul has gone out and simply taken the time to braid her hair behind her head, take out a katana, and grab a random domino mask to put on her face. There was nothing of any sort of bat-memorabilia on her. Some things one never considered.
    She arrives as if she was never there. She had arrived on a nearby rooftop, watching the man rant. Having no particular idea who he was - but she wasn't permitted access to the Cave nor did most of the members of the 'family' talk wtih her on fieldwork. She was on her own. So she goes to duck behind an air vent and a door to roof access. Just another of the local hoodlums and lunatics. Nothing to be worried over - at least not this. What sort of thing could this man do that would have the school on lockdown? Talia Al Ghul just watches from her position silently. She's not been let on the comm network, so she doesn't have any way to coordinate with anyone else coming in. Oh her life for a realm where no one minded her having a sniper rifle.. Ah well, one couldn't have what they always wanted in life. A set of throwing knives appear in her primary hand. Mentally calculating the range, weather, wind, and positioning just in case she needed to flick one and take the man's eye out.

Damian Wayne has posed:
Damian had been out, trying to get to his resolution to try to learn new people and make inroads with the Titans. He had been on his way back into town when Phoebe's Beacon went off, and the young man immediately found a place to change.

Arriving on the campus, /ROBIN/ is in his more familiar red, yellow and green, having use the color changer on his armor to switch from the blacks and greys of Rook.

A firing of a grapple line swings him across the Clocktower as he dives, arms tucked to his side and then spreading his fiber wings between his arms and torso as he batsuit glides. Smacking into the Psyche building's roof, he slides along the gravel rooftop, his lips in a thin line, teeth barred as he heads immediately for the skylight to jimmy it open to start his way down.

A message is sent towards Phoebe.

> In the building. Scream. I'll find you.

A second message is sent from his domino towards Talia.

> Hold your fire. Do not engage you are sure you can hit /and/ not kill or injure any of the students milling down there.

Kelly Praetor has posed:
    CURRENTLY: Kelly Praetor wasn't aware of the events going on in the last 2 hours or so. In fact, her visit to the campus had come just a little after a crazy bus trip across country that had 'Needs to be a Ghostbuster's movie' all over it, and the thought of finding someone to write a script had ENTERED HER MIND but it was entirely unlikely that the former QB would actually go through with it. GHOST DINOSAUR? Nah, no one would buy it. Truly reality was stranger than fiction, sometimes.

    Thought tangent aside, Kelly had visited the campus to check in with an old friend. Now that the visit was over, she was wandering the campus, heavy jacket on, hood up, just trying to mind her own business. Her old anti-paparazzi habits still kicking, serving her well due to being a freshly transformed 'mutant' as far as most people were concerned. The street preacher is nothing new to her, she's seen their like before. Easily ignored. . . . Tempted to scare the hell out of him but why make a scene? Instead she's headed for the coffee shop for a drink, but instead those new ears of hers catch the sounds of ... oddness. Blurs along the rooves. Scents that the general public usually doesn't produce. "...Hrm..." there's a moment, a consideration, a long sigh, and then she moves around to an obscured side of the coffee shop and vaults upward to have a look around only to have her suspicions confirmed.

    "Now what's going on over there...?"

Joan Wright has posed:
Joan is not a student of Gotham University. Nor is she a professor. BUT. She is related to one of the history professors who does teach there. That combined with the presence a few buildings on campus that are on the historic registry. That she has a focus in restoration architecture has been brought up. So on a combination visiting the parents and performing consult type of trip, Joan finds herself walking along the grounds.

It would be a a pleasant time out if it wasn't for the hypocrisy shouting outdoors.

Joan sighs as she comes nearby and takes a few steps off the path to avoid the teeny crowd gathered. Unlike the Bats and Outsiders. Joan did NOT get the memo.

Austin Reese has posed:
FOURTY FIVE MINUTES AGO: Any alert tends to get a response from Osprey, but one from Phoebe specifically had him rushing down to the university. His classes were still out, he'd had no business on campus, so he was out on patrol. It had taken forever to get across the city, and he had eventually abandoned his cycle for just grappling across the rooftops of the city.

CURRENTLY: Landed on the rooftop of the Psychology building, he took a few moments to scan around, catching sight of the preacher. He swears he's seen him before, but a guy like that would come to his school to ramble. Scanning for Phoebe, he works his way down off of the roof looking for any signs of what would have sent off Oriole's SOS beacon.

Once he picks up Robin on his domino, he shoots a quick message over to him: >On scene. Any sign yet?

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    Phoebe is still out of communication.

    The Doom Preacher, noxious though his message is, isn't the reason why the school is on lockdown. He continues to preach, heedless of the University Security team attempting to quietly escort a man with sandy blonde hair and a golf tan from the building, wearing a nicely pressed suit and a 'PHIL A CUPP for JUSTICE' button on his lapel.

    "THIS IS RIDICULOUS! This is a public university! I can be on campus if I want to! I know my rights! She just won't talk to me and is hiding behind BRUCE WAYNE'S MONEY! And his BUTLER!" he complains, obviously quite cross, red in the face and struggling to stay in the building.

    "Yeah yeah. You can be on campus just like that guy unless you're harassing the student body, which you were, Mr. Cupp. Man, after this I am *definitely* voting for Dent in the election." one of the guards say as they guide him outwards.

    Inside the building, Robin would be able to smell something sour-sweet.

    It is eerily quiet for a college building with people inside of it and at work. Phoebe's Beacon is on the fifth floor of the building. She has not screamed.

    "AND WHEN GOD OPENS THAT SEVENTH SEAL -- AND THE TRUMPETS SOUND --" the Doom Preacher bellows into his megaphone, there is a quiet rumble. The circulation systems in the psych building stop.

    And then one by one, office windows shatter outwards. Shards of glass rain down in front of the psych building, causing the bystanders and few students who had stood in curiosity to hear the Doom Preacher's message scatter, screaming. Shards cover the walkways, some pointing dangerously skywards as the preacher invokes his savior and covers his head with his Bible.

    And slowly, shapes appear in the windows. Students, an array os sweatshirts and jeans, skirts and leggings. A cross-section of Gotham University.

    Justin Cox, sophomore. Tom Bonner, freshman. Anthony Bush, junior. Idris Floyd, freshman. Elena Roman, sophomore. Sumaiya Evans, senior. Lacey Yates, junior. Ross Chase, post-graduate in the PsyD program. Faris Stone, Freshman. Blake Blair, sopomore. And at the end of the line, stepping up, her hair wrap caught by the wind and sent flying outwards as her skirt flutters about her, the pink kinks and coils of her hair freed, was Phoebe.

    The two security guards and the lawyer-turned-politician look up, and the Cupp looks back and forth between the guards, and then points up and yells out:

    "I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!"

Talia al Ghul has posed:
Damian can read his mother's very, very minorly annoyed body language - how sloppy did he think she was if he thought she would hit someone she didn't intend to? In fairness throwing knives aren't her best weapon for taking someone on at range, and there are too many locals that already excel in arrows to want to go that route. And using a dart launcher is just so gauche. She goes to watch at the confrontation, paying little attention to the Doom Preacher. He's just another local ranting lunatic. She pays him little heed as a tactical threat.
    When when the building erupts ad glass shatters, she isn't phased at all. Going to glance over in the direction of the eruption of debris and people scattering as she goes to take out a spyglass. She goes to try and scan each face of the students in turn to try and figure out if something is amiss with them. They all appear rather relaxed and non-chalant.
    Which, given there's just been a huge eruption of glass and a near explosion around them, they defniitely shouldn't be. She goes to send a quick hand signal over to Damian - fingers moving in quick darts and gestures. Signals from the League of Assassins.
    Seem drugged.
    Quick emphasis on the students.

Kelly Praetor has posed:
    With so many others vaulting across the campus, Kelly decides, sure, time to do the same, but she only manages a single step before the Psych building's windows all shatter outward in an explosion of sound and chaos. People scatter, the preacher ducks for cover, even Kelly dives down onto the roof of the coffee shop and pulls her coat up to protect her head as glass and dust rain down.

    "What the hell was that?!" It's rhetorical, not to anyone really, but if someone could hear her, good for them. Still, the sight of all the people wandering up to the windows is .. strange. Should she know any of them? Should she know Phoebe? She feels like one of them seems familiar but can't decide which one is.. "...Okay this is getting weird.." And without another word the former-QB-turned-Raptor starts toward the building despite it all. "I am turning into a magnet for this. I suppose that's the way this life goes.."

Damian Wayne has posed:
Having gone in through the skylight, Robin finds himself on the fifth floor. As he's making his way along the roof, glancing through the windows into classrooms and offices, the young man is in a frantic search. Empty. Empty. Why are they all empty?!

> Nothing yet.

Sent back to Osprey, Robin is reaching the end of the hallway, there's the shattering of the glass and the yelling below. He slams through the door he just came through and comes up behind Ross Chase.

He doesn't know how much time he has, but his reflexes are quick, even as that pungent smell reaches his nose.

> Possible jumpers! Osprey, go from the roof, swing in through the west side windows, we're going to have to work fast!

His birdarang is grabbed, flung out with a trailing line. As it wraps around Ross, he fires the other end into the ground to anchor him into place as he's deftly pulling yet another birdarang.

His eyes are wide, mind racing. Gotta go faster. You don't have much time. Where's PHOEBE?

> Warning shot the preacher, MAKE HIM STOP TALKING!

Joan Wright has posed:
Joan may not be focused upon the sound of the preacher's rant but the restoration architect is very much familiar with the other sound that reaches her ear. Stopping her walk, she turns quickly. The satchel she carries swings with the momentum, briefly smacking the opposite hip before it settles back. Joan's not all that concerned with the swat as her right hand lifts up, fingers spread out to form a stopping motion.

"NO!" Joan snaps out loud, tone tapping into the much underutilized 'mom voice' all women gain. She may not have kids, but she has found that tone to be very effective against certain Kord bots.

And in this case, glass. More pointedly the shards that are flying towards the crowd below. Before they can hit their mark, they stop mid air, making what looks more to be an artistic air born glass sculpture of glass rain.

Joan glances up to the windows from where the glass came from. Finding people in the way, she frowns before looking to the preacher and the kids listening to him. "GO HOME." She instructs firmly, keeping her hand up to pause the glass.

Austin Reese has posed:
You know, the riot foam grenades might actually be useful in this situation. Osprey has a few on his belt, but he has to move fast. With no time to spare, he moves off the roof, heading through the west side, and leaping off the roof, turning around as he leaps and latching onto the edge of the roof with a grapple, before entering a downward swing.

He quickly scans over the whole group as he comes downwards, hoping this works as he grabs a pair of the foam grenades from his belt, tossing them both down at where the windows had been prior. They should fill up into some large foamy goo that should, in theory, keep them from moving past it. Finishing the downward swing he release the line and sails in through the window, over the foam wall, aiming to land behind the kids so he can try to secure them, if the foam didn't stop them. He hopes it's enough.

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    The foam and the batarangs secure the college students, just as the first one was about to step into the air -- followed by the glass reversing course, un-plinkoplating to the ground below, briefly held in suspension by Joan's actions and returning to the windows from which they were borne.

    One of the college students bonks their head off the returning glass, and falls back into the foam. Brown and sticky indeed.

    The sweet smell increases. Breathing in deep might make the folks inside feel a bit sick to their stomach (Robin and Osprey).

    The windows are entirely restored once all the class returns 'home'.

    All of the kids are off the ledge, in various and some uncomfortable looking positions stuck in the foam, none appear to be freaking out.

    The Doom Preacher gives a squeak of a sound, looking at the returning glass, and then to his bible.

    "THE DEVIL IS HERE ON THE CAMPUS! The enemy of what is Good and All Order has visited! Look upon the POWER!" he states, motioning to the windows that have been put back into place

Damian Wayne has posed:
Grabbing a rebreather from his belt, Robin slaps it over his face and breathes deeply. He doesn't have time to analyze what the smell is, but it's not any poision that he knows, and he knows a lot. Instead, as Osprey is foaming people into place, there's a grateful nod to his fellow Batfamily member.

The glass suddenly reforming catches him off guard, but there's really no time for that. They have to get the others secured. Another grappling line is fired as he tries to make his way down the line to anchor them all. "Osprey, do you see her!" he calls out. Her being Phoebe. Who he has not spotted yet.

Come on Talia, take the shot.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
Oh, lovely. Talia Al Ghul is too far off to try and hit him with a knife. She's not that gifted when it comes to accuracy this far off, even if she could throw it far enough. She goes to look for something nearby to pick up.. Ah yes, that will do. She mvoes to pick up a large brick and tests the heft. It will do. Then.. From long range, she waits until his attention is away from her, and goe sto send it spiraling through the air in a twist to try and have it smash into the back of his skull. Even if her aim is slightly off, she has a very good throwing arm, a heavy thinglike a brick has a predictable arc.. And she's not doing anything like announcing what she's doing so hopefully her target won't be aware of the toss until it's heading his way. So..

Hopefully his body is hit over by a roughly half kilogram mass launched at him from half a block or so away from a rooftop while he would be focusing on his demagoguery.

Even if it failed it would hopefully make him go defensive at the sudden ambush and let the others work their way through the crowd. Warning shot across the bow.

Kelly Praetor has posed:
    And then the glass ... goes back? It gets Kelly to peer around, curious, "Someone from the Bell is here," she murmurs, though assuming every single magic user in the world works for Nettie may be a liiiittle naive. SHE'S LEARNING FOLKS.

    Still, considering all that's going on, she's suddenly suspicious. The timing of this and the preacher is making her gut churn in a way that just... she can't explain it. It's why she turns on a foot, makes for the preacher, and then does something really insane. What she WANTS to do is come up from behind the man, lift, and apply to a wall, glaring at him right in the eyes, "And those who consider themselves religious, and yet do not keep a tight rein on their tounges deceive themselves, and their RELIGION IS WORTHLESS. JUDGE NOT LEST YOU BE JUDGED."

Austin Reese has posed:
<"I've got her up here."> Replies Osprey over the comms, moving to check on Phoebe first and foremost, the kids in the foam will, at least for now, be alright. He has a solution that'll dissolve it when they can make sure nobody is hurt. Kneeling next to her he quickly checks over her for any visible injuries, but the smell is getting stronger, prompting him to pull a breather mask out of a pouch on his bandolier and put it over his face, <"Gonna tap into Oracle, see if I can't figure out what this stuff in the air is. Definitely has no place in a psych building.">

Once he's sure that Phoebe is okay, he'll start to check on the others, freeing them from the foam as needed. Right now it may still be a risk if they're still under the influence of whatever is making them want to leap out of a window like that. That's part of why he put on the mask, to keep it from affecting him.

Joan Wright has posed:
With the initial attack of glass from up high averted, Joan is left with a decision to make. Not making much conversation with others, she watches those at the ground level. As people clear certain areas, she uses her free hand to gesture to the empty areas, causing for some occasional glittery bits to lift off the ground to join the cloud above.

All glass accounted for, Joan's attention shifts to the windows. When each window is cleared of people, a section of glass cloud floats over to their respective homes, assembling several of the most frustrating type of jigsaw puzzle one could be gifted.

However with the priest staying his ground to spit out his hateful rhetoric, any bits of glass that may have gotten through did not get summoned to go back to it's home yet, leaving for a slight hole in one of the windows.

With the portions she can move back in place, Joan sighs once more and looks over to Kelly arguing with the preacher. "Hey, fake preacher. While you're busy doing the devil's work of sowing hatred and lies, could you take like 5 giant st-NO!"

Joan's hand is up once more doing a halting motion off to the side of the preacher. A brick hovers, angled as it seems to REALLY want to continue it's intended path.

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    Phoebe is all right. There's no sign of even tenseness in her body. She seems relaxed. Even if her hair's caught in the foam a bit. Her eyes are half-closed and staring straight ahead -- same as everyone else. Her left wrist is glowing, though, that lined tattoo of the containment circle pulsing.

    THere's a rattle, and the ventilation system comes back online. The air movement begins to clear the scent from the window.

    And an alert comes up, detecting trace amounts of Fear Gas around the two Bats in the building.

    Down below, a man carrying several flats of small coffees and a couple bags of donuts comes shuffling quickly up.

    "Ohmigod -- Oh my god -- what's happening? Are the students inside okay?! My name's Sewell -- Shaw Sewell -- one of my groups is inside!" he sounds concerned and very, very alarmed.

    "THE POWER OF THE LORD --" the Preacher begins, and then he turns to hold up his Bible at the oncoming brick, which stops!

    " -- is with me!" he sounds positively giddy at this.

    Sewell stares.

    The Doom Preacher gives a huff at Kelly.

    "I am practicing my calling!" he protests.

Kelly Praetor has posed:
    "You're calling is causing fear and chaos, rather than love and peace! Do you really think He would be condeming all these people to hell? No. He would invite them to his table, break bread, and share LOVE. Not -HATE-." Seems this preacher has riled something up in Kelly that she doesn't usually put out for many to see. She swipes for the book the man is holding, "You need to -read- this. AGAIN. And then again, then -again-. Hypocrite," she snarls before letting go of him, if she hadn't already, before shoving the book back at him. "Honey over vinegar, sir. There's a reason no one here is listening to you, and never will," she grumps, figuring nothing will get through to him, but she had to try, at least for a moment. She still feels off about the man but isn't sure why. Though, so does Joan, who gets a curious look from the former QB. Did they stop that brick..?"

Talia al Ghul has posed:
Well, that's rather unexpected. And irritating. So the man does have powers of a sort. Talia Al Ghul is ever so lightly annoyed. All right, it's time to make a bit of a personal appearance here. She is a blur with her katana unsheathed as she goes to hit into a full sprint upon landing on the ground to head towards the man. She can push herself to sixty kilometers an hour for short periods without undue pain. So in roughly seven seconds she'll be hopefully in range over of the man and will simply be going up and into the air to try and smash him with the flat of her blade. The man seemingly has powers of a sort, so she errs on the side of overkill.

Presuming she's not blocked, she's leaping up and trying to hit the man with her weapon on the blunt edge with sufficient force to break bone. Her strike is (if she can land it) aimed over at his collarbone, and she's hopefully going in too fast for any of the others in the area to drop him hard right as Kelly goes to release him and his attention is entirely upon Ms. Praetor.

Joan Wright has posed:
Joan looks to the preacher as he takes credit for the stopped brick. "...Are you sure about that?" She asks, hand still held out to keep the brick mid air. As Kelly gives the 'priest' a dressing down, Joan focuses more on the brick, using her other hand to gesture to it. "Back home you go. Slowly."

The brick reverses its direction, moving back to where it came from but at a slow pace to avoid smacking anyone too hard should they be in the way.

Joan's steps move her away from the protest as she chaperones the brick's trip back. This does end up having the end result of her back being turned to the approach of a Talia.

You're on your own, Fake Preacher Man.

Damian Wayne has posed:
As the alert starts beeping on the edge of his domino mask, warning of fear gas, Robin scowls as he heads for the door. "We need to flush this place with fresh air." Which may mean breaking all those lovely windows that Joan just spent all that time getting back together.

"We need to start getting everyone out of here." he suggests over at Osprey. Then a private message, 'Do you want to take Phoebe out the back. I saw Cupp down there and I do /not/ want her anywhere near him in her current state. Or you want me to handle it?'

Austin Reese has posed:
"<Scarecrow's Fear Toxin, hell.""> Osprey calls out over the comms once the report from Oracle shows up on his domino screen, <"You get her out of here. There's a lot of commotion going on down there. I'm going to kill two birds with one stone, so to speak.">

Osprey hands Robin a small canister of the spray that dissolves the foam, knowing he'll know what to do with it. He is looking out of the now repaired window. Oh well.

He leaves the downed students to Robin, knowing that if things don't settle down downstairs, he'll come help once the students have been evacuated. He moves over a couple of windows away from the foam, and flicks a small breach charge at it, before he takes a running leap, the charge shattering the window as he leaps through it, grappling gun latching onto the roof one more time as he slows his decent and lands on both feet, looking at the gathered gaggle. And probably just in time for Talia to see him as he catches sight of her attack. Not that he'd necessarily stop it even if he could.

Joan Wright has posed:
"OH COME ON I JUST FIXED THAT!!!!" A voice protests in the distance.

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    Students are zip-tied in place by Robin as Osprey chooses to ventilate the room via breaking the windows again. This causes Joan undue distress, which causes the brick to zip off to the side to where it actually belongs, part of a wall that'd been hit by a cart earlier in the week. It nestles into place and away from the preacher.

    The preacher, however, is attacked. He turns, and there is a split second that Talia is there, with him, his eyes set on hers as something seems to occur between them -- and then the preacher is hit with the flat of her blade.

    He goes down.

    The remaining rubber-neckers scatter as the preacher gets attacked!

    Inside, the students ar ebeginning to come out of things. A couple throw up. One starts babbling about how she hasn't even touched a pen knife in three years. She's been so much better. Another says he has so much to think about and consider before taking that dire step again.

    Phoebe's body stiffens a moment as she's pulled out of the foam, and she gives a low groan.

    "I don't think I'm ready to speak yet." she states as she's hupped over Robin's shoulder.

    That should cause plenty of alarm bells, actually.

Kelly Praetor has posed:
    Well, Kelly thought she had it in hand, but as some other more veteran folk show up to deal with the man, the QB takes a few steps back and crosses her arms, "Mph. I don't think that was necessary.."

Talia al Ghul has posed:
There's something pushing at her mind from the Preacher. Oh yes, that irritates Talia. She goes to put her fingers over the man's collarbone, threatening his windpipe. Speaking casually and acidically. "All I have to do is squeeze and twist, and you're in an iron lung for the rest of your life. Unable to move, unable to speak, unable to do anything yourself. Requiring someone to -cleanse- you of the most base things. Just sitting there and rotting for the decades it takes you to pass along. Entombed in your own body, eternally staring at the ceiling and needing a machine to make you /breathe/. All I have to do is twist my wrist and your head and snap it like a twig. And make sure there's enough money set aside to last a very, very long time for your treatment." Her tone is ever so casually sadistic. The voice she uses when she is somewhat irritated with people.

This man has made her spend minutes of her time and caused her disgust. He is meaningless. So giving him a fate of irony and being imprisnoed in his own mind seems rather fitting. She gets that all across wiht just tone of voice. Pressing two fingers over his windpipe, thumb against his collarbone. "All I have to do is squeeze and /twist/."

Damian Wayne has posed:
Kneeling down to zip tie the other students into place so they don't do something stupid, Damian is already trying to secure a sample from the air of this new fear toxin that caused bliss and the want to jump. It's not a strain he thinks they've come across yet.

As he lifts Phoebe up, he hears her speak... and say she doesn't want to speak. "Then don't." Robin hisses out sharply. "Especially right now. We're getting you out before Cupp realizes you're gone - and we're heading right for the 'cave."

There's no ifs, ands, or buts, she's getting a full checkup as he's already radioing ahead for Alfred to prepare the medical bay.

Making his way back to the roof, he shifts Phoebe's body. He couldn't have done this before his growth spurt. Now? "You need to lay off the baklava." he mutters. And then, he /whistles/.

The preacher wants to see doom and hell? Here it comes. Descending from the sky, a large beast roars. It's red body dropping down as it's large wings open. The draconian beast breathes fire and it's leather and bronze armor clattering as it slams down on the rooftop.

Walking over to Goliath, Robin hups Phoebe onto his back before climbing in front of her to secure her into place. "Up!" he growls, and the batdragon's wings flap hard, rising into the air as Sir Robin absconds with Lady Phoebe to return to Castle Wayne.

Austin Reese has posed:
Osprey observes as Talia does her thing to the preacher. He doesn't stop her though, not right away. The looky-loos seem to be finally starting to clear out now that someone in a costume has actually shown up. A look over at Kelly for a second, "Sometimes it's more necessary than you'd think." He muses. He knows she's fully capable of everything she's threatening him with. But he's also sure she's not going to just execute this guy in the middle of the quad.

"I'd be very careful with my next words." Osprey says, his tone a bit dark. One of his friends got hurt. And Cupp was involved. Again. Speaking of which. Osprey turns his head away from Talia to scan for Cupp. Probably ran at the first sign of any trouble.

Phoebe Beacon has posed:
    The preacher looks shocked.

    Talia would get the distinct Impression that pushing him further would be a VERY BAD IDEA. Nevermind the fact that a VERY LARGE DEMON has just made off with a student and what appears to be ROBIN?! What?! The window is broken and the window is ventilated properly.

    Cupp is indeed nowhere to be found. Swell looks SO VERY CONFUSED that a window was broken on the building?!

    "Are the students all right?" he calls out again, and sets the coffees, tea,s and cocoas to the side, because of course he wants to make sure the students are all right, and no one was hurt.

    Phoebe seems very out of it as she's hupped onto Goliath's back. She doesn't even seem to recognize the dragonbat -- but as they lift off there is a soft 'wheeee' from behind Damian.

    All in all, no students appeared to be harmed. Just... bewildered as they begin to come to.

    The Preacher, after being smacked, is out cold.

    Security has abandoned Cupp and begins to encroch on Talia.

    And Cupp, quite frankly and probably for the best, disappears into the runners away from the events.

    With those trace amounts of Fear Gas fading, just what could have gone on , on the Gotham U Campus?

Talia al Ghul has posed:
When Talia has security coming for her, she departs. She doesn't pull off a Bat-vanish, she just darts into the crowd and departs. A quick twist of her jacket has her turn it inside out to a completely different color and fashion, a quickly layered garish blue dyed hair wig goes up on her head, her katana collapses in on itself and vanishes into a Hello Kitty backpack. A set of small glasses complete the ensemble as she looks like just another woman looking forwards to going to whatever the anime club is going to be playing tonight.

Given this is Gotham, probably Berserk.