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Post by Admin on Sept 4, 2021 11:15:27 GMT
Jupiter is a coin collector and owns some of the most rare coins on Earth. He also has a vault with several million dollars in cash, and a huge selection of jewelry that he uses to impress the hell out of the young women he takes advantage of.
Maybe he's got a date tonight? Henrietta builds a temporary shrink ray to haul away their loot.
Jupiter owns a big mansion on about 40 acres of land, there are several smaller outbuildings. There are several levels below the mansion and some of the smaller buildings; Faust and his team are currently using a small servant's house which has several levels below ground.
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Post by Admin on Sept 18, 2021 20:44:16 GMT
hu67jm0mSo what am I doing here anyway? Mitch Crandall (Bluestreak) asked himself. “I thought I was going to help Faust and his groupies make a big score, take my cut, and walk… He sounded like he had a big job in mind, and I’d be in on the action right away – but he left me here – and where is here?”
Faust had taken R-Ban, Grundy Jr., Darkling, Coral, Dollface, and Tigress somewhere, he didn’t say where they were going or why, and left Mitch behind. There hadn’t been another word about a big score or riches since they’d left his immaculately restored hotel room. He sighed in relief when he remembered that was one bill he was NOT going to have to pay. But the mage was right; at the rate he’d been burning through his fortune, he was going to be broke again in not very long… Not that being broke would bother HIM much, he was used to it. But there were hundreds of street kids now
counting on him for maybe the only square meal they’d get in any given day. The thought of letting ‘his kids’ down tore at his own stomach. And nothing in his life had ever made him feel as good as he felt whenever he saw those kids crowd around one of his trucks. “Although Alisson, Nisha, Phoebe, Halle, and Riva came pretty close!”
“Geez you have a filthy mind, Mitch…” he heard a voice speaking weakly in his mind.
Riva
“I can’t believe being one of the good guys is so… painful!” he spoke out loud. Life was so much easier when it had been just him and Stretch. And then Stretch had starting hanging with Maggie – and Maggie’s goodness had started rubbing off on both of them. And now… now he was one of the good guys!
had taught them both a bit about compassion… and then he’d remembered all the times he’d gone hungry before he’d discovered his powers
“Hey, Mitch, since you ARE one of the good guys, at least right now, how about getting me out of this cage?” he heard Savant’s voice,weakly, in his head. She sounded awful.
“Henrietta? What are YOU doing here? Why are you in a cage? I thought you and Faust work together? Where are you? In fact, where are we?”
He couldn’t see her, but she created a map in his head to show him exactly where she was. Securely tied to a cot, inside an electrified cage, in an armored vault, in a deep subbasement, under a distant wing of the opulent mansion that somehow was the current hangout of Faust’s group of misfits. Her mental briefing showed him that she was constantly monitored by closed circuit TV cameras and the watchers could instantly flood the room with gas if they saw anything out of the ordinary. She’d been feigning unconsciousness for several hours as she had cautiously mentally probed her surroundings.
“What’s in it for me?” he responded instantly.
“I know where Loern Jupiter, the guy who owns this place, keeps his riches. Get me out of here and I’ll help you loot the place!”
Before he could race to her rescue, she warned him: “You can probably get in here through the walls, but I can’t get out the same way. Instead, find the control room and shut it down. I don’t know where it is – it’s not on the estate, and I can’t get the location from Jupiter’s mind.
gh a locked, armored door in a deep, distant sub-basement of the very large, opulent mansion where the Junior Injustice Gang was currently hanging out. Inside the room was a big cage, framed with wire mesh instead of bars, and inside the cage was bed – and on that bed lay Henrietta. To all outward appearances, she was unconscious…
“They’ve got cameras watching me,” she warned with her mind. “Hold your breath until we’re both outta here!” From openings in the walls and ceiling, a yellow mist poured into the room. Mitch blurred into even faster motion. “The screen is electrified!” she warned, but he had already vibrated through it.
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