Vi was walking right behind Magnus, by when he pushed the door she sensed something wrong. Before he even got hit, the girl quickly moved to the side, right after he was sent flying backwards. She simply stared at him and then back to the couple standing in front of her. With her hands she took off the hoodie and looked at them steping forwards. "Gentlemen, I'm assuming your intentions are not friendly" she stared at both of them in the eyes, her red pupils glowing slightly "So... let's get done with this quickly", taking her cape of all 4 of her spider-like legs spreaded around her in an intimidating position as if they were ready to attack. Without saying anything else she waited for them to attack first.

Frank speed-walked into a elevation on which he could get a good look. He saw a minotaur(or as his father would say, "a big hunka of beef, sonny jim") laying on the ground, a spider lady slowly walking, and a random dude teleporting everywhere.
Frank sighed. "Just when I got out of the frying pan, I get tossed into the toaster." He finished his red bull, and, swiping his hand over his lips, he started off again. He didn't notice the 4 beer bottles that smashed where he was sitting.
He saw another guy, this time wearing a pinwheel hat and his tongue sticking out as his eyes rolled around and round. Someone was trying to call for help, but all the drunkards, screaming random warcries, passed right by her.
He scribbled down, "Power people everywhere" before rushing to her aid.

Magnus sat, rubbing his face from the punch. He looked up at the two figures before him, one had a pair of guns in his hands, along with a rifle on his back and a bunch of other pistols on his belt. The other was obviously the one who punched him. His arms were swollen to massive size and apparently mutated, as his fists were bigger than watermelons...
His first thought was... Crap...

Draou says to Magnus after teleporting him to the roof and asking if he is ok: "Woah, wait a second, who's that kid with the crazy backpack? You know her?"

"WAIT... Is she trying to FIGHT them?!" - Draou

Amanita was spooked by the red-hair woman and thought it was one of the VFI guards. She stood away from her and tries to keep her distance.

"No!," she shouted, worrying that she'll get too close, "Stay away... don't come any closer..."

Her veins are already glowing as her heart races. She will not be used as some sort of toy for VFI. Amanita can already feel her poison coating her skin, now on a defensive stance.

Cecile was approached by what looked to be a journalist that answered her plea for help. "Sir, there is a wounded man over there, please keep him company before I get back. If you can call an ambulance it would be of much help."

The field medic then turned to the girl.

"Woah, dear," Cecile stepped back and gave the girl some space. "My name is Cecile Farcaster and I'm just here to help. I'm a field doctor, my priority is to aid people."

It was a bit worrying that she feared her so much that she seemed to recoil into a defensive stance.

"No, you don't understand," Amanita pleaded, "I don't want to hurt you..."

Her powers has already claimed enough casualties to label her a threat. No matter how much they tried, no amount of mixed chemicals or vaccines can remove the curse she's in now. She doesn't want her to be the next to fall.

"You don't seem like a person to want to hurt people," Cecile said observantly, cautiously taking step after step. "May I know your name?"

Cecile's had experience handling people like these, they just need a bit of TLC and patience.

"Woah, wait a second, who's that kid with the crazy backpack? You know her?" Draou asked Magnus, he looked down at the girl standing in front of the two figures. He shook his head, "Never seen her before in my life..." He replied, he stood up to his full height, now towering over Draou. "So what's the plan, Mr. Teleport?" He asked, and he conveyed his plan to him...

"N-no please, stay back," Amanita jolted, afraid that she'll seize her arm and restrain her.

"You don't know what I'm capable of..."

She takes a few steps back, looking back for a moment to make sure she doesn't bump into anybody.

(In response to Magnus, Draou shows obvious confusion over the sudden friendly name calling as he explains the plan.)
"Don't call me that man, I ain't no superhero... (huh, maybe I am... Mr. Teleport DOES sound pretttttty cool...)" - Draou. (just a note, () are my character's thoughts)

Draou tries to crack his knuckles, but then suddenly realizes he just did that about 2 minutes ago...

"Alright, you ready? Whoever that girl is, I'd rather not sit on the sidelines and eat popcorn doing nothin' " - Draou

Draou gets ready to attempt to teleport Magnus back in once he jumps forward according to plan.

She's afraid. Why? She's afraid of something and herself.

"Please, then tell me," Cecile stopped moving closer seeing that it would only make the girl feel as if she's being cornered. Cecile tried to look into the girls eyes, as she searched for some meaning in her fear.

Magnus leapt forward, jumping into the portal Draou opened. When he emerged on the other side, he was ten feet above the three figures at the entrance to the tower. He then attempted to dive bomb the ground and smash the concrete, hoping to throw the merc and super off balance...

Looking back through the window, Meredith eyeballed the crowd. The crowd was only a couple feet away from her building so she never really needed the scope but using it made her feel comfortable. A bald man with a stern looking mustache was moving in the crowd approaching a sickly woman and a pale skin girl. Almost, immediately Meredith recognized him. Ananh Rando, a mercenary who made his living demolishing buildings, or so her pocketbook said. Flipping the switch on Reviathan, the gun whired back to life and extend as though a cat waking from a nap. Although, she was on vacation, taking marks when they came was always a welcome opportunity and a little more credit's to splurge with.

Meredith giggled as she aimed the purring gun at the man's shiny head, "What kind of new ammo should I get?" she wondered.

As her fingers rested on the trigger a thought crept into her head. He was probably there to destroy VFI's shiny new building. That wouldn't be a bad thing. Perhaps, she should wait till he set off the charges. Instead, she instinctively pulled the trigger as soon as she had a clear shot.

"Well so much for that..."

His shiny head instantly bloomed into a red mist.

"I-I can't..." Amanita refused to give information, "how can I trust you? You're one of them, are you?"

From Cecile's suit design, this gives her more reason to evade her.