Making a Splash

Can just skip to the line for the important part. The below is mostly just fluff or meant as a quick introduction to Sarikos himself.

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Sam smiled as he took in the sights of the water front on top of the warehouse. He never got the chance to see the water until recently...what with being in a big town in the middle of the forest and mountains. But this was something new! An area where he couldn't hurt his family and even got a nice gig. Sure, it took some bribing and scaring off an ex but he now had two people at the same crematorium okay with him doing his business! All he had to do was to pick out some teeth, throw some ashes in the tray, cut em up and transport them. Easy as pie...

"Damn, I miss pie." Sam found himself whispering to himself as he waited. "Still, a guaranteed one a month with maybe a ceiling of three a month is pushing it." The young boy though with some intentional avoidance of the 'b' word.

"Ah, only two minutes late!"

Sam brought himself up from his sitting position with ease as he looked down at the two trucks pulling into the warehouse. "Looks like it is a big operation. I hope they don't have anything too powerful...Eh, I'm sure I'll be fine. I hope I'll be fine...Shit, what if they have a cape?" The new cape found his thoughts to be intrusive and suddenly full of self doubt. He groaned as realized he already interrogated a small group of thugs and his presence would be known anyways. Might as well make his play now before it was revealed.

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Sarikos stopped on the center of the warehouse roof where he had his gear....Also known as a backpack with a lighter, a flash light, an EpiPen, an extra burner phone, a notepad and most importantly a change of clothes. Without much care, the boy would quickly change into a sleeveless white t-shirt, boxers and jeans. No shoes or socks as they got in the way anyways.

Taking a deep breathe he'd crouch down as his inner layer shifted to prepare for the jump. Usually he could hit respectable maximum height in a second of charging...but he wanted to nail this one. So he took a few moments before springing upwards in an incredible leap. Once he reached the peak of the jump and began to fall back down, he'd put his feet together while shifting his biomass downwards.

Like falling through butter, he went straight through the metal roof into the concrete below with quite the noise and debris. Instantly there were shouts, orders and multiple guns being cocked or safeties being flipped.

When the dust cleared, Sarikos held his hands high before slowly lowering them, palms and hands fully out stretched. "Hi everyone, I'm new here and I like your gig. So we can do this the hard way or easy way. I offer protection, some order and management in exchange for tribute and some alterations to your rules. What'ya say? Want to be diplomatic or want to have some fun?"

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"Who the fuck is this shit?"

"Any of you see this cape before?"

"Eh fuck this shit, waste his sorry ass!"

Already shifting his mas around and altering he, he'd breathe quietly. "Well, fun it is..."

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The Important Part

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Over by the water front there were many warehouses, abandoned factories and derelict locations taken over by gangs and vagrants. At a particular one long abandoned by normal society and known for a large trafficking operation but deemed too risky and far to bother with; an interesting event was heard.

One composed of enough automatic weaponry being discharged in five minutes that it was a power play by someone or thing. Whether that was another gang or a cape, that would have to be investigated. Heroes didn't usually bother...but with that much unorthodox firepower and no return fire? It could be plenty understandable for a hero or rogue to check out. Even more so for a villain.

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I'm capping it out at three for the warehouse. If ya wanna have a possible setting that makes sense for Sarikos to visit and not depending on this event; feel free to reply!