Junior, Wally Thompson, Jr.
Dodge: 4 | Parry: 4 | Toughness: 12 | Fortitude: 10 | Will: 6 | Hero Points: 1
Active Effects: Predatory Senses (Acute Scent, Extended Hearing, Low-Light Vision, Tracking Scent (1))
Conditions: None.
Junior views the growing cloud of red smoke coming from the doors of the museum with some trepidation.
"If this isn't some mystic smoke, this is going to hurt," he says as he takes a deep inhale through his nostrils. Much to his relief, there's no burning and the air feels entirely neutral, although some of the sour scent of the Fomorians still comes through. He bravely wades into the smoke, trusting that the Freedom League wouldn't stick anything too fragile in the lobby, arms outreached, unable to see anything, trying to catch the scent of anything important. He vaguely smelled that faint scent of ozone that usually attached itself to Catalyst, as well as Charger's... well, he couldn't quite name it, at least not in English, but he'd come to recognize it. And there was something else unfamiliar... almost like the Fomorians, but less rank, probably that Bres character? Before he knew it, he was on the other side of the cloud, most of the lobby stretching out before him, a cloud of smoke just sitting in a near perfect sphere, obscuring everything within and across from it.
"I hate it when they do things like this," he grumbles, and walks over to one side of the room to pick up a reception chair for use as an improvised projectile once a villain shows their face.
OOC wrote:Sorry, lost the thread. Should have posted for him earlier.
No Accurate on the Scent, so he can't place them, and they do seem to be within the smoke right now, so I had him run through the smoke, coming out on the other end, and using his Standard to pick up a chair.