Day Four PINNACLE Logs - [Active / Open]

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Characters: ANYONE on board the U.S.S. Pinnacle
Content: The final battle between Tagruato and those aboard the Pinnacle
Location: U.S.S Pinnacle
Time of day: All Day
Warnings: Assume violence and swearing
Notes: Treat this thread as party-style, with new subthreads for new events or encounters.
PLEASE REMEMBER TO READ THE RULES AND GUIDELINES!

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Re: ALL-EBA MISSION

[eba04]

When the others arrived with their unique transportation methods, Derek didn't say much. He had greeted them with a few words, a nod, and maybe a smile, but all the more heartfelt greetings had been used up the previous day. Or so Derek told himself. He was concentrating mostly on the upcoming mission, but he found himself able to stand a little taller when he saw them.

He listened, the notes starting almost menacingly. So that was the song in the Music. They couldn't start this mission any sooner. Derek quickly moved in step with the others, sliding into the next verse.

It's a bad trip on a sinking ship
When no-one seems responsible
Scapegoat to rock the boat
Yeah, we need someone expendable

No. They did not. Too many had already been lost on both sides. No one person could exist without touching another in some way, especially here. Each loss and separation carried on to another, and a good part of life was who one spent it with. He should know. A lot of people should know.

Derek gave a "Hey!" just a beat before the next lines, his own call out to everyone.

Volunteers to face the fears
Can we be sensible
And find a way to break the fall
Find out the cure for all

Derek listened for everyone he had met during his time in Manhattan, whether it was just a passing meeting or not, and offered his assistance then moving from there. And it wasn't just sensory powers. "Everyone, this is what I can do," he thought, more so than the previous day. And with the others by his side and Foxx handling the technical...

There was no way they would not go home.

His steps quickened as the song moved to the chorus, everything starting to rise.

Re: ALL-EBA MISSION

[eba03]

It was a big warm reunion, seven out of the eight. Morris could only imagine that Foxx was feeling annoyed for sticking out of this last step, but she had somewhere else to put her focus into.

They'd all do what they could, where it was most needed. Seven would be more than enough.

Is there a hero somewhere,
someone who appears and saves the day
Someone who holds out a hand and turns back time

If all his breath weren't focused on getting through the dance, with its sweeping motions and whipping pace, Morris would have laughed. Oh, there were plenty around here who could fill in for that question. Hundreds, maybe. And feeling the beat of those powerful people taking their stand only made the song more eager.

Agent 03 belted out a "Yeah!" for emphasis on the next lines:

Is there a hero somewhere,
someone who will never walk away
Who doesn't turn a blind eye to a crime

More and more, all the time. Each person in turn was taking charge, taking names to remind this company of what they'd done. They weren't going to let this off without a good, solid reminder of what people did when they got hurt.

Louder and louder the song grew, harder beats, roaring melody, as people came together for this final stand. And Morris danced to it.

Re: ALL-EBA MISSION

[eba04]

Hearing the guitar turn into some kind of haunting call in the the Music, Derek wondered if others could hear it as well. He knew that Foxx could from where she was, but who was to tell with other abilities. Maybe not as Music, but something else. If anything, they were pounding this area of the ship hard, and the noise must have formed its own rhythm.

They're locking up the sun
They have their chosen one,
You know this time they'll make him play along

The song might have slowed a little, but not the Agents. While doing a quick set of steps, facing one way then the other, Derek could hear more beats join them. Reinforcements for both as other beats went silent. And still more beats strengthened from the EBA's motivation.

They're taking to the arms
The fathers and their sons,
There's nowhere left to run and hide

The stakes were high, and people fought will all they had. If everyone failed, there wouldn't be a second chance. It was forward or nothing. Derek used the backbeat as instruction into the next verse and focused the energy.