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July 27th, 2009


[info]ranger_mods in [info]viewing_globe

First Response Alert Center Announcement!

All active Rangers hear a familiar beeping coming from their communicators:

[ FRAC Communication ]

"Attention all Rangers: Emergency assistance is needed as soon as you are able. We have a situation in Dallas that needs immediate relief. The protesting has turned into a full-blown riot. Your mission is to protect the citizens from harming each other and disperse the crowd as quickly as possible. Do not - we repeat - do not use force against any civilians who do not attempt to harm you. Coordinates have been sent to your communicator to teleport you immediately to the scene. Morph before arrival. Take care and may the power protect you."

[ Communication Out ]

[info]lindseyshines in [info]viewing_globe

WHO: All Active Rangers!
WHAT: Riot control
WHERE: Dallas, Texas
WHEN: July 27th, 2009 - 1:30pm, onward

[ Note: We can have multiple threads here, one solid one or whatever works! If you want to start your own thread, that's fine too! ]

Lindsey sighed when he heard the beep of his communicator, but ducked out of sight and into the bathroom of the shopping mall he'd been scouring over. New shoes would have to wait for now. He brought his communicator up and listened to the message, the scowl on his face deepening, his jaw tensed. This sounded like a big deal. This sounded like the kind of deal that could ruin an evening... or several. "Of course," he muttered.

The bathroom wasn't an ideal place to respond to the call, but after checking to be sure he was alone, Lindsey locked the door and pulled out his morpher. Quick - to be sure he wasn't heard - he called out his animal spirit, "Firefly!" and was immediately teleported away from the mall. A streak of yellow energy followed him through the sky as he was sent to Dallas, Texas, and when he arrived, he was in full uniform and prepared to do what he needed to handle the situation.

The riot was already out of control. Thousands of people filled the streets as far as Lindsey could see, screaming, the sounds of metal hitting metal filling his head. Nearby him the creak of a car being lifted up caught his attention and he watched in horror as it was flipped over and swarmed by people. There were anti-Ranger signs on the ground, fires growing in nearby buildings and shattered glass everywhere.

Lindsey pulled out his Blade Blaster and set off into the crowd, his heart pounding as the crowd pulsed around him.