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[MOD PLOT] Get Down, Madame President!

Who| Everyone who signed up
What| UP Council Rescue
Where| On Earth, during the field trip
When| At the end of the day during the Earth field trip
Warnings/Notes| Violence and whatnot

The first volleys of the attack are subtle. Some hacking from their support team causes the automatic locks to lock the doors. All communications in and out of the building are also suddenly cut off. It's right when everyone starts to panic that the attack starts.

The two terrorists put themselves in the middle of the UP Council hall and drop their disguise holograms. One is wearing a power suit that's red and the other is wearing one that's blue.

Concentric rings of red and blue energy start radiating out from the two meta-powered terrorists, their power suits controlling and channeling it. The blasts are concussive, damaging pylons and potted plants and the many floating platforms the delegates stand on.

The first waves hit the hardest, knocking everyone off their feet.

"You can call me Proton and this is my brother, Neutron," cries out the one in blue. "Down with Robotica! Down with the United Planets!"

"This is for Xanthu, you traitors to organic life!"

"For Xanthu!"

[ooc: planning post]

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Thad was counting seconds between the energy pulses radiating off the nearest terrorist and was just about ready to run at him when Marinette spoke up with a plan. For a moment, he looked startled, as if he'd forgotten the other two were even there. And in a way he had, he was so used to working alone it didn't occur to him to even think of relying on them. Still he'd spent some time with Young Justice so working in a group wasn't completely foreign to him, and he knew when to fall in line.

When the other member (who he wasn't familiar with yet) offered that he would be able to take Neutron down, he didn't bother to question how he would be able to stop him (perhaps Marinette already knew), or why he would need the helmet broken first. Hopefully, they would find out soon enough, and between the three of them they had a more complete plan then he'd had on his own.

"I should be able to do that. I'll try to dismantle some of the suit if I can." Only some of it. If he'd still had control over his molecular vibrations, disarming the suit completely would have been simple, but without it, he would have to be more creative with how he tore it apart. "Maybe that will weaken it some and make it easier for you two to get close."

With that, he took off in a blur of motion and green lighting, moving slow enough to be seen (despite the fact that it would make him an easier target) and rushed in-between Neutron and the Robotican delegates to try and cut him off and get his attention. Circling once just outside the cut-off of the energy pulses, he waits for the gap between pulsations before attempting to rush him.

Neutron let out a roar of frustration as Thad got in his way.

"Don't think for a second that I'll hold back!" he cried out. "If you choose to defend these monsters, you deserve to die with them!"

Fortunately, his anger at having someone dare get in his way was enough to distract him and he turned his attention on Thad.

Ladybug knew she had to get up somewhere high, but first someone had to take advantage of Thad's distraction and get the delegates somewhere safe.

Jumping and kicking off of a pylon to get some height, she used her yoyo to swing up into the rafters.

"Psst!" she hissed at the cowering delegates to make them look up, and then she vigorously pointed at a door to a nearby room where they could take refuge. They rushed towards it, quietly slipping inside.

Ladybug then swung from rafter to rafter, careful to move quickly and quietly so Neutron didn't look up and see her. Before long, she was poised almost overtop Neutron.

From there she signaled Saralegui to get into position. There were pylons that were closer to Neutron that he could take refuge behind while they did this, and then he'd be ready to pop out and do...whatever he was going to do.

I hope he knows what he's doing because we probably only have one shot at this...

Unfortunately, she didn't have time to ask.

Conveniently, neither of them questioned or argued with him. That certainly saved some time. And conveniently, they both seemed capable of distracting the terrorist and surviving the attempt, Marinette disappearing up into the rafters with some impressive acrobatics and the other boy simply dashing off quicker than his eyes could follow.

For his part, Saralegui remained crouched behind his bench, suddenly feeling a bit pathetic in comparison. It was a short-lived feeling, one he was quick to mentally smother with the reminder that he didn't need such talents. But still, it certainly hammered in that sense of uselessness, stuck hidden for safety while others went to face these threats head on.

Catching sight of Marinette's gesturing, he set his jaw and made a move towards the pylons she indicated--

--only to duck right back behind the bench for cover as one of those concussive blasts pulsed out. The bench rocked back heavily under the force of it, jarring the shoulder Saralegui had set against it, but mercifully held together. With a soft curse, he peeked out over the top of it to count the seconds between the pulses, ducking back down at the next one.

He really didn't fancy taking one of those blasts directly, and he didn't like his chances of reaching closer cover in time. Watching the others dodge it all so elegantly, that feeling of inadequacy bubbled up again, tight in his throat, and he had to force it back down with the cool rationale that there was no time for such sulking here. He'd just have to figure something else out.

Getting close was going to prove harder than he had initially thought. It hadn't been as easy to see from farther away but in his first attempt to rush him it became immediately apparent that there was no real gap between the waves of concussive energy rolling off of him. Before the first pulse had dissipated another was already pushing forward in its wake and Thad was forced to quickly veer away, only barely avoiding getting hit by it.

Okay, getting in close enough to tear at his suit wasn't going to happen, but maybe if he built up enough speed he could get a hold of one of his outstretched arms before the oncoming blast could hit him. Even if he could only take out Neutron's ability to aim his blasts that would give them some advantage.

More important than that though, was trying to get him further from the fleeing civilians and in a better place for Marinette to get a shot at him.

Briefly, he focused on merely directing Neutron's focused shots at him while trying to get him to follow him closer to where Marinette sat up in the rafters, but when he'd built up enough speed and saw his next opening he took it. Rushing him again, this time he attempted to grab ahold of the armor on his arm and break it off using shear velocity (and unfortunately, he didn't particularly caring if he instead ended up breaking his arm or yanking him behind him if he did manage to get a hold of him) before he could get hit by the next wave.

Neutron cried out in pain as Thad managed to damage the armor on one of his outstretched arms (and the arm itself, a bit), and Thad's efforts in trying to get him into a better position to keep the civilians safe and so Marinette could get the drop on him weren't in vain.

That left him only one arm capable of firing off blasts, because he needed the armor to focus his powers.

And he opted to focus those powers entirely on Thad, trying to blast him with blasts from that remaining hand, which meant that Marinette...

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...got the drop on him.

She was silent as she dropped down, using her yoyo to successfully bash Neutron's helmet to pieces. His face was left bleeding afterward and he cried out in pain, something that made Marinette wince.

Back home, she didn't have to hurt the villains as much, because while they caused harm, they usually weren't causing harm as deadly as this.

She hoped that this would do the trick, that Saralegui would be able to put Neutron down so that she didn't have to hurt him anymore than she had. Another explosive ring started to expand out from Neutron, making it so that she had to jump and flip over it -- which brought her dangerously close to the terrorist, something he took advantage of by turning and aiming a wrist shot at her.

She kicked his outstretched arm so that the blast went wide, harmlessly hitting some indoor plants. While she'd tried to guide his hand with the amount of force she used, her luck power no doubt helped make sure the blast didn't hit anything.

"Missed!"

Another ring expanded outward and she flipped over it once more.

"And missed again! You're not very good at this, are you."

Only briefly landing after that last flip, she bounced up and kicked off Neutron's shoulder to escape, the kick temporarily knocking him off balance. While still in the air, she swung her yoyo up to swing off into the rafters once more.

"One broken helmet, as promised!"

She purposefully didn't look at Saralegui as she said it, not wanting to give away his position. Hopefully Neutron would think she was talking to Thad instead so that he didn't know what to expect next.

Awesome. That would be great if he could manage to get close enough. Saralegui scowled, but peeked out from behind his cover.

"Hey!" he hissed, risking a wave to get Thad's attention. With any luck, Neutron would be a bit distracted by the broken glass in his face and rage at Marinette. "A little help?"

He'd been hoping the pulses would falter with the other two keeping the terrorist busy. But apparently, the guy was great at multitasking. So time for a new plan to get in close.

As Marinette dropped down to follow through with her attack, Thad sped out of the way to give her space (and to get away from the burst of broken glass). There was a point where he'd thought of trying to rush back into grab her when she got stuck too close to Neutron with him trying to shoot at her, but it turned out she was more than capable of taking care of herself.

Catching the sudden movement of Saralegui's hand out of the corner of his eye, Thad instead zipped over to duck back behind the bench with him.

"How close do you need to be?" He questioned, setting down the chunk of armor he'd ripped off Neutron and offering a hand for Saralegui to take, assuming that getting close was the issue.

Saralegui hadn't been too impressed with the super-speed stuff when Grif was demonstrating it back just after arrival, but he had to admit now that it had its uses. He smiled, all too pleased with the quick understanding, and took the offered hand with a nod.

"Eye contact," he said. Foregoing explanations for the moment -- there would be time later, if it became necessary at all -- he just slipped his glasses off with his free hand. Those were deftly hooked over his collar where, with any luck, they'd be safe for a few minutes.

With a nod and no further questioning, as soon as the other boy seemed ready he pulled him in close enough to easily sweep him up into his arms. It didn't occur to him that he should have perhaps given him a warning that he would be doing that. And even if it had there wasn't really time for polite warnings.

Within a half second, he'd taken off from behind the bit of makeshift cover, leaping over the oncoming wave of energy as he came in at Neutron from the side with the arm he'd take out, getting Saralegui just close enough to make eye contact.

Even having asked for it, the sudden manhandling is a little unexpected and Saralegui gave the tiniest little squeak of surprise, mercifully muted to the rest of the room by all the rest of the room's chaos. He barely managed to get a grip around the other boy's neck before suddenly they were off, and it was like being carried off by a runaway horse but a thousand times more intense.

All too soon, the terrorist was before them, and it took him a second to catch up. It was a tense second, just enough time for Neutron to refocus on them and move his working arm towards them--

--and then Saralegui's eyes were all aglow, a powerful command in Neutron's own mind telling him to stop.

It was so easy this time, a proper sentient brain to dominate and overwhelm. Nothing like the struggle of the Lux's inhuman minds or the iron wall of Yuuri's will. Saralegui let out a breath, quietly relieved by the familiarity of it.

"We're done," he announced simply, attempting to slip out of Thad's grip back to the ground.

Neutron was pacified. No longer able to fight or attack or do anything other than what Saralegui commanded -- and that meant the ongoing energy pulses stopped, too.

Taking advantage of him freezing up, some Science Police officers rushed in, putting a power restraint collar around his neck and affixing a device to the armor to power down any potential weapons it had on its own. They cuffed his hands behind his back.

It was over.

Marinette lowered herself down from the rafters by her yoyo, hanging upside down like a spider.

"That was a much easier than I thought it would be." One of the many benefits of not having to figure out what item had the akuma in it and having to break it. "All I had to do was just...paf!"

Bonk! For once, all it took was a good bonk! That was nice.

She watched Neutron as he was carted away, struggling, screaming something about his family -- and how there was nothing left that they could take away from him.

It made her brows furrow.

"It's still so sad, though," she said softly. "They have a good reason to be angry and in pain, even if the way they chose to deal with it was evil. Can you imagine losing what the Xanthans have lost? Friends and family members, their world -- almost everything they knew. It's not an excuse, but I doubt this is the last we've seen of people like this. With so many of them hurt that badly, there must be even more of them that feel like they have nothing left to lose."

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[MOD PLOT] Get Down, Madame President!

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