The pillar to Heaven built in Hell

Cebra raises an eyebrow a little taken back by Hyperions casual violence, he shrugs thinking simply "shit happens I guess". Cebra ushers everyone into the long dark hall Welding the doorway shut. He touches one of the wires on the wall sending a charge through and making the lights above turn on. The hallway stretches on heading downwards on a decline, however a feint breeze can be felt blowing in from the vehicle pool.

"Alright folks it's a straight line from here to the vehicle pool, no loud noises as the vents here carry noise far."

Cebra points up to the ventilation system.

"It will likely alert the leech drones... nasty little thing. Let's just say they suck. When we reach the vehicles there will be a few guards to deal with likely, the main thing is dont let any of them get to the intercom. If they alert the main office we're done for, they'll be on us like ants on a lion. There is a good reason I'd rather not kill any of the guards, a few actually. Mostly these punks are mostly just kids and recruits at that. Secondly well... I get enough bad press as it it, last thing I need is a jail massacre to my name. So let's keep it low key if you could...."

Cebra turns and looks at Jeannie and Hyperion at that moment specifically.

no killing ok, well there not bad guys so that makes sense and they took all my guns away when they locked me up I'll send them the bill when I go shopping for new ones, so I got nothing to shoot with, so I guess I'll need a big hammer to bop them on the head with if they get in the way.and be quite gotcha
she smiles and puts her finger to her lips and makes a shush sound. then skips along following him

"My shotgun was confiscated as well. I can make a quick detour to get everyone's equipment if it's required?" Michael kept pace behind the ragtag group of escapees. He could hear the faint sound of shouting from ahead of them in the vehicle pool. Guardian frowned at this but kept moving shrugging it off as simple mortal paranoia. "They don't sound too happy huh?"

The way out from here was a straight shot, which meant they didn’t need to do too much turning around corners to find that way out. He found himself shooting a glare at the blabbering one though he said nothing beyond just looking nasty at her. ”Don’t kill everyone. Yeah, I got that.” He said with a nod, wiping the blood stained bade upon his pants leg and  following along behind everyone else that was breaking out from the prison. The sooner he got out of here, the sooner he could get back to...whatever it was he had to get back to. Thinking too hard on that was not on the agenda, so he put the now into focus.

”So, have a vehicle in mind you wanna nab or is it a bargin sale down there?”

Cebra turns his head to look at Knightfall.

"Unless there's anything important to your life like medicine or some such we have no need to go back. I can provide you with most weapons and tools you may need, what I cant make I can purchase off some acquaintances."

Cebra listens carefully to the sounds of the riot taking place and shifts his eyes awkwardly.

"I'm sure they'll be... fine? I guess, I cant solve everything."

The hallway must have been coming to an ending soon as a bright light different from the ones above came into view. The feint smell of motor oil and gas could be smelled wafting in with the breeze.

"We're going to borrow us an armoured van that the tactical unit uses, the convenience is once we escape and get some distance I can alter the outter appearance of the van. I'll make it look like a plain everyday civilian vehicle, once we reach my safe house we can hide it in the garage.... Well we're here at any rate, let's get in one and get going."

blah it's smelly in here  Jeannie being sensitive when it came to smells didn't like the strong gas smell in the garage area.   really with one of them magic tricks you do?

Jeannie wondered how he was going to change the van without paint of something. she then wonders around looking at the vehicles. she climbs on the back of one. She then pops out the window of the van honking the horn to get the guys attention.

looky what I found!  she had changed outfits finding a swat uniform and armor looky I'm a rainbow six character now neat. there are guns to play with in the back two. you guys should get some costumes two then they might just let us drive out.

well, I got a helmet now to protect my noggin if we need to smash out safety first. she finds the keys and starts the engine all aboard!

Hallway gave way to the smell of motor oil and gasoline, Michael taking in the scent with crinkled nose. He always hated that smell personally, crude and human as it was. Their rescuer explained his plan, something that sounded interesting in some sense though he expected the babbling that came from the female prisoner rescued. ”Do you ever shut up?” He groaned, massaging the bridge of his nose and wondering if the might die of an anurysm before this mission ever finished itself. Still, she did manage to find a vehicle and start it, so not like he would have to blow her brains out quite yet.

With a flick of the wrist he dismissed his weapon, stepping in and finding anywhere that he could sit down. ”Let’s just get out of here. Tired of this boring place anyway.” With arms crossed over his chest, he waited for the leaving part to get under way.

Cebra gets into the drivers seat and looks around at the gear in the van.

"Dont worry Jeannie they'll be shooting at us regardless of how we appear."

Cebra says with a sadistic smirk across his face.

"But yeah everyone pile in and hold onto something this is going to involve an excess amount of kinetic energy hmhmhm."

From Cebra's wrist forms a small pool of liquid metal and nano bots swarming around it. The metal then quickly shoots out shaping itself into a cord and linking with the vans on board computer. Cebra send a tiny charge into the computer that starts the van.

"Alright you convicts, I hope you're ready!"

Cebra yells out seeming to enjoy the situation to some strange degree, it was likely the fact he's sticking it to the authorities breaking people out of a high security facility.

think so, hey no fair I wanted to drive well Mr. Cyborg did seem to be the sanest of the merry bunch so probably best for those without super healing he did the driving. Jeannie makes a sad face sticking her tongue out at him before getting in the passenger seat.fine I declare myself the Queen of the radio then! she turns the radio to her favorite rock station, fittingly Sammy Hagar's
I Can't Drive 55 comes on,yay the perfect high speed get away song, you heard Sammy punch it Mr.
cyborg ! Jeannie smiles like a kid on a roller coaster as in her crazy little head a high-speed jailbreak was equally fun

”Kinetic energy? Wow, talk about nerdy.”Michael grinned with a roll of the eyes, keeping a hold on something regardless. Ignoring the babbling that Jeannie had going on and just ignoring that annoying droning that was her speech. ”Well, whenever you’re ready lets roll out already.” He growled, crossing his arms over his chest and letting out a low sigh from between clenched teeth, hooking one of his legs onto something to keep himself still.

Cebra floored the gas pedal heading right for the garage unopened door with a loud screech of rubber. For a moment there was no movement as the van pulled a small burn out then rammed the door hard smashing a hole through. Cebra managed to keep steady and make a B-line for the exit. Most of the guards were still inside dealing with the riot, but outside a group of snipers still manned the towers and were quick to take aim at the van.

"This is where it get's bullety kids, try not to get shot I've been through a lot to get you out."

The van soon comes under a hail of sniper fire, most rounds being deflected by the armor but a few make it through and ricochet around in the van. One bullet nearly catches Cebra in the ribs but his shielding stops it dead.

yikes fire in the hole! Jeannie is happy she borrowed the armor she found from the guards as it comes in handy when shooting at.

so like as long as I don't hurt them too bad can I return fire captain? there were guns in the back where I found the armor, I could get them to back off a bit, so we can get out easer

Cebra glances back at Jeannie then quickly back to the yard he was haphazardly driving through as if the van was a wrecking ball. bullets bouncing off and inside the van make it a little hard to hear but Cebra catches what Jeannie says.

"I dont like the idea of shooting at people that dont deserve it but we need to get outta here! Cripple them if you can!"

The van rocks around crazily as Cebra nears the main gate and guards start to run out of the way. The gray clouds above rumble simultaneously as if poised to strike the van as well.

Aye Aye captain suppressing fire it is finding a machine gun, she pokes it out the back and fires some burst at the guards not close enough to hurt them, but close enough to make them take cover and stop firing on the van

A prison break in full progress. All available units were tasked with intercepting the escapees. Sam didn’t consider herself a unit. Under normal circumstances she wouldn’t have paid much attention to the call anyway. Not abroad at least. Governmental officials generally didn’t like it when foreign supers intervened in their activities. Specially not when it came to sensitive of embarrassing matters. Prison breaks generally fell in one of these, of not both, categories. And she wasn’t one to needlessly antagonise others.

But this was a special case. The breakout had occurred in a heavily guarded facility. One that was specifically tasked with containing rogue supers no less. Usually the police already had trouble dealing with one such an individual. Without aid from a local super, that was. They would never be able to cope with a massive outbreak such as this one. In order to prevent the situation from escalating, Sam had made her way to the prison as fast as she could. Surely no one would blame her afterwards if her intervention saved lives.  

When she arrived at the scene she hovered in the air for a few moments to get a full picture of the correct situation. There was a single van being shot at from different angles. The occupants in return tried to force their assailants back into cover with gunfire from their own. There was no doubt the escapees were holding up in the van. Otherwise the guards would fire at the vehicle.

So that van needed to be stopped before anyone got hurt. But what was the best way to do so? And if she disabled the van, would the occupants realise there was no alternative but to give up? If they were reasonable, they would. Then again, if they were reasonable they wouldn’t have been locked-up here in the first place. It seemed a violent situation was the most likely outcome. Better make it as swift and decisive as she could.

She flew down and positioned herself in front of the van, placing her hands on her hips. “End of the ride, fellows!” she spoke as she braced herself for what was to come.

Cebra hits the brakes hard as the unknown woman came from the sky and blocked their escape route. It seems he wouldnt be getting away in the van as per the plan he devised, though truth be told his plans had a unique way of falling apart at the seams. Cebra quickly jumps out his seat into the middle of the gun fire. He shields himself from the hail of bullets with a Saxon energy field stopping the bullets dead in their tracks. He then turns his attention to the woman blocking his path.

"Lady you chose the worst possible timing on the worst possible day. Jeannie! keep the guards busy I'll handle this."

Cebra molds a crude barrier out of part of the metal of the van for Jeannie to take cover behind making it extra thick.

"No offense but if you dont move, I'll have to move you. I dont have time to stick around here... I dont suppose saying please would help."

Even given the serious nature of the situation Cebra always has a bit of levity. He'd prefer to bargain, reason or con his way past but he was also ready to throw fists if it came to that.