All hands on Deck (Mia-Mini-Event)

James had been on his usual patrol around Tokyo, keeping it low key in some semi casual clothes with a large backpack that had his vigilante mask as well as his medical supplies which he always carried around on patrols since he'd learnt his medic skills, you'd never know when they might come in handy and as it would turn out, they would come in handy today. It was meant to be an uneventful, regular old day, that is until the number 1 pro hero Red Horn had gone on a rampage leaving a trail of destruction in her wake. She hadn't injured any civilians directly, but with the amount of destruction it was a given that there were going to be casualties.

James had ducked into an alley and decided that today he was going to play medic instead of going after the bad guys, taking his mask out of his backpack and putting it on he hurried out into the damaged streets and assessed the situation and saw it was pretty bad. Broken posts, signs were precariously dangling seemingly hanging by a thread, fires raging around
Well, it's going to be a long fucking day he thought to himself as he looked around him for anyone in immediate danger. He saw that nearby a civilian had been knocked unconscious and pinned under a signpost. James rushed over to assess the situation and had a look at the mans legs trapped under the signpost which had been pulled out of the ground and was now just laying on top of the man's legs, he quickly assessed the man. His head was bleeding from where he'd hit the ground when he went down and he thought he saw what appeared to be a leg fracture, he quickly checked the man had a pulse and after confirming he did James was ready to get to work.

He quickly put his pack on the ground and opened it up, taking out antiseptic wipes, a small bottle of water, gauze and bandages. He quickly treated the head wound by slowing the blood so that he could work on it without blood pouring out of the wound, then cleaning the wound with a cloth soaked in water and then drying it off before applying more gauze to the wound and wrapping it in bandages. Once the head wound had been dealt with he lifted the post off of the mans leg, he took a pair of scissors out of his pack and cut away the mans pant leg so he could see what he was dealing with exactly
Yep, definitely a fractured leg, luckily it's a minor one and there's no bleeding to deal with he thought to himself as he pulled out some padding and his splints out of his pack. He padded the leg before splinting it and then wrapped in it a bandage and checked it wasn't too tight. Once James was confident he'd done everything correctly he put any spare or unused equipment back into his pack and slung it back over his shoulder
One treated, god knows how many left he thought to himself as he raced down the street looking for anyone else who might need his help

Jason wasn't meant to be on duty today. He was still fresh, a rookie with no real experience. Today he was actually planning to meet his father and have his suit adjusted. Before he got anywhere close reports came in of a rampaging Red Horn fighting Muramasa. The heroes were all doing their best to contain the battle, all emergency services were already overburdened in the first 20 min. Vigilantes and interns were being sent in for rescue. "If any heroes are nearby we request immediate assistance." He really didn't have a choice. He stopped at the first appropriate place and put on his costume, then promptly abandoned his car at a fast food car park and began sky walking as fast as possible towards the source of danger. As he went he called in "Pro Hero: Reverb here, what's the situation"

Jason knows that a situation can erupt at any moment. He knows that it's unreasonable to expect big events not to happen just because he's new to his chosen career. Heck he even knows that he should be thankful that it didn't happen sooner. But really? He got his licence just over a week ago and the world instantly throws this as his first assignment? Normally he would take the time to ponder what series of events on all sides led to this moment. But not today. If his mind isn't focused on saving as many lives as possible in the shortest time possible, then people are going to die. As Jason air walks towards the area he can't help but notice how much damage the top tiers can do.

Fortunately, or not, finding where the event had taken place was easy; you just follow the trail of disaster, the tricky part was helping the people. Jason, dressed in his hero outfit complete with red mask lands near a building, the sight of a mini-collapse. His first real moment. It takes him a few moments to listen, from the inside he hears it; the faint calls for help through the wall and he goes straight to problem solving. He knows emergency services is being overwhelmed and he can't afford to just wait for someone else to do something. It takes him a few minutes but he's an engineer by trade; eventually he is able to choose a spot along the wall that he was certain was not load bearing and was mostly certain had the least likely chance of collapsing the structure. He begins to use his quirk to chip away at the concrete, he works alowly and carefully, but he manages to essentially dig an escape tunnel through which two young adults no older than he is come scrambling out. He exchanges a few words with them before urging them away from the direction of the battle. Unfortunately he couldn't promise the worst was over, only that they'd be safer away from the source. Taking to the skies again he calls out to the comms for new orders.

Jason arrives at the Tokyo hotel and pauses for a moment before approaching. The amount of destruction caused just by them being near the fight is surprising to say the least. But he doesn't have the luxury of observing, it's clear that he's the first hero on sight, maybe the only one who will be at all. Either way he's the one that gets to call the play, where to assemble, who does what, when and how. Even if other heroes come conflicting orders only make things worse.

He has one chance to make a first impression and from there one shot at making clear what has to be done. He takes a handful of seconds to check the biggest issues he can see. The car, the car engine, the lobby worker. The building integrity. He guesses that some people are stuck in elevators or further up but they would survive a little longer. First and foremost was clearing the building and dealing with the car. Now with a plan he raises his arms and claps his hands loudly enough for the shock waves to boom just loudly enough to gain the attention of the crowd. 

"Everyone. Please do your best to calm down. My name is Reverb, I am a hero, and in order for everyone to get through the night I need your help. Everyone needs to calmly make their way out of the building, get 10 meters down the road and stay on this side of it. I will have someone of the staff set up a zone as soon as possible where we can do a head count as well as start treatment for the wounded. Please don't go too far, we want to make sure as many people as possible are safe before relocating all of you. Anyone who is uninjured and able to help or knows first aid, I am asking for your help. No one has to stay here, but any staff members who are able I need you to form up near the main desk. There is a lot to do, I know, but we need to co-ordinate our efforts." With each set of instructions he points very clearly at what he's talking about and hopes the people heed his instructions as best they can. He knows his speech is a bit long winded but better to make as much clear and detailed as humanly possible so as to minimize confusion. The less panic there is the easier to see who is and isn't accounted for, and the easier it is to deal with the issues.

He has no intention whatsoever for the volunteers to get in anything dangerous. But they're a must in order to take care of the others, as well as provide direction. He's hoping that there are in fact staff members left and that they have knowledge on, or a way to access the number of people staying, medical supplies in the hotel and a little bit of man power to move that car. Normally he might try just blasting it but weight aside that could easily trigger the already damaged engine. He needs to move the man away from it and then use what engineering skills he has to permanently disable that engine.

As James was going through the streets looking for anyone who needed help he noticed people running out of a nearby hotel. He ran over there to check what was going on and noticed there were people in there. He stepped in and saw a man trapped under a car along with 2 other men who were trying to help. James noticed one of them was directing people and knew he was a hero
"Hey you guys need any help?" James asked approaching the man trapped under the car and bending down to see what the situation was underneath the car "Well the cars full weight isn't on him right now but if we try and push it or move it in the wrong way he could be crushed under it's full weight," James said as he stood back up "Not to mention the buildings current structural integrity has already been compromised, we can't risk taking too long or the building could fall down on top of us," he said as he moved around and looked at the cars and trapped mans exact position relative to each other

A majority of the hotel guests were oblivious to what exactly had happened. A villain attack? A riot? They didn’t know. They only knew they were potentially in danger if they stayed her and had been rushing out blindly when the bold voice of a hero tried to make itself clearly known above the rest. A lot of people kept moving, rushing even, but enough slowed down that the exit of the lobby was no longer a practical meat wall of people trying to push and shove past eachother onto the open street. Directions were taken on board, digested, and while the streets outside would still be a general mess, even a few people showing a sense of direction thanks to this hero would help others collect together and do the same once they started wondering where they should go…

As for his call to arms… only a handful were willing. They quickly made themselves known here. A couple of tourists, a meak looking member of the hotel’s kitchen staff, and a passing Japanese man who’d been helping funnel people out as safely as he could before the Pro hero spoke up and helped more than he alone could manage. The cook informed them most of the staff used their personal entry-ways around the back to escape so not to worry about them, but they needed to keep everyone moving. While the hotel’s lobby looked quite fancy, he knew from the last time this place had a re-design that they still needed to replace a few of the ‘nearest exit’ signs, so keeping a strong flow of foot traffic was important to make sure no one got lost in the mess.

Shodo’s team making efforts was of course deeply appreciated, able to help corral the masses more than Tanaka’s words alone could providing visual guidance and… perhaps a slither of needed intimidation to force people’s nerves to remain level. With two vigilantes and a hero now huddled around the main point of impact in the lobby, the car, it didn’t seem to be a particularly heavy make. More than even they and the few volunteers could lift without a super strength quirk in the mix, but enough for them to shift and drag the trapped civilian out if they timed one good heave together. The civilian’s legs weren’t broken, but certainly injured to the point he wasn’t making it out of here on his own.

Mizuki’s efforts went a long way to clear the upper floors, but her haste left something to be desired. The elevator was emptied but the cook’s warnings were unheard to her. A small group of civilians now lead to a dead end in the staff corridors of the hotel, following false exit signs that had yet to be updated.

Lucky for her though, her youthful face and gentle approach to the child slowly managed to calm him down, and while the extra weight and clutching hands may have proved to be a bit of a nuisance, it wasn’t nearly enough to stop someone like her with even a third of a hero’s training.

The man having a panic attack… not so easy.

“RELAX!?” He yelled out, scaring the child somewhat, backed up against a wall, his legs like limp noodles beneath him as he clutched his chest, a cold, stabbing sensation in his heart as anxiety and panic wracked his nerves. “I… I SAW IT! I saw her! The… the fucking! THE WOMAN WITH THE HORN! She.. she’s meant to be the best of you guys right!? She tossed… SHE TOSSED A DAMN CAR THROUGH THE HOTEL! HOW CAN I RELAX WHEN-WHEN-WHEN-!” He started stuttering like a record with a scratch. While Mizuki could get him to the lobby… it was down to her if she would have calmed him first, or brought him down with a modicum of force. She did have a scared child to think about too of course…

With the car victim likely saved, the child and panicing man making it down one way or another, there was still a group lost in the hotel… a group no one had an easy way of knowing was still lost. While efforts outside to collect paniced civilians were going well, it wasn’t like a more personal touch would go amiss either.