Steel
Mutant Policeman
- Real Name
- John Steele
- Missions
- 381
- Residence
- New York City
- Ability
- Body tranforms into organic steel
Precinct 19
Steel sat on desk in the squadroom, listening nearby while the two patrolmen gave their statements about Rose. He held her file in his hands. The ONLY bright spot was that Rose had used her powers, and getting someone to believe that Rose had thrown a grown man across the room would not be easy for them. Still, if he could get the officers to amend their stories, that would make this whole thing a lot simpler. He told the officer taking the statement that he wished to speak to the two patrolmen, since their incident affected his witness. Steel made sure to take them into a box to do it, too, putting one in each room.
Steel sat across from the one who said Rose had attacked him, ankle balanced on his knee, head resting on his fist in a relaxed posture.
"So...explain to me why two police officers needed to accompany a CPS worker to an orphanage to remove a child? What was the basis for wasting taxpayer money like that?"
Officer: "Dennis - the CPS officer - had been attacked on a previous visit."
"That's strange - I see no report in the file to that effect."
Officer: "Uh, I guess he didn't file one."
"Then the NYPD shouldn't have had cause to send officers. That looks bad for the department, son."
He shook his head.
"Now, why don't you tell me what happened?"
Officer: "She threw me across the room!"
"Really, son? Cause I've seen the woman in question. She don't look like no bodybuilder."
He leaned forward.
"You sure it wasn't something else? An electric shock, maybe? Or maybe she was holding on to the boy, and accidentally pushed you when you took him from her?"
He looked the patrolman up and down.
"You don't look like you got hurt. I mean..."
He smiled, but there was no mirth to it.
"If I threw you across a room, you wouldn't get up so easily."
The patrolman said nothing, but looked very uncomfortable. John stood up, gathering the file from in front of him.
"I'll let you think about that."
He exited the room, ready to go warm up the other patrolman, when he noticed a familiar form. Rae, he thought her name was. He had seen her with Rose. She was arguing with one of the officers, trying to get past him.
Steel walked over to them.
"It's alright, sergeant, let her through."
She was agitated and started to argue with him, when he held up a hand.
"Rose is in my office, I'll take you to her."
Steel sat on desk in the squadroom, listening nearby while the two patrolmen gave their statements about Rose. He held her file in his hands. The ONLY bright spot was that Rose had used her powers, and getting someone to believe that Rose had thrown a grown man across the room would not be easy for them. Still, if he could get the officers to amend their stories, that would make this whole thing a lot simpler. He told the officer taking the statement that he wished to speak to the two patrolmen, since their incident affected his witness. Steel made sure to take them into a box to do it, too, putting one in each room.
Steel sat across from the one who said Rose had attacked him, ankle balanced on his knee, head resting on his fist in a relaxed posture.
"So...explain to me why two police officers needed to accompany a CPS worker to an orphanage to remove a child? What was the basis for wasting taxpayer money like that?"
Officer: "Dennis - the CPS officer - had been attacked on a previous visit."
"That's strange - I see no report in the file to that effect."
Officer: "Uh, I guess he didn't file one."
"Then the NYPD shouldn't have had cause to send officers. That looks bad for the department, son."
He shook his head.
"Now, why don't you tell me what happened?"
Officer: "She threw me across the room!"
"Really, son? Cause I've seen the woman in question. She don't look like no bodybuilder."
He leaned forward.
"You sure it wasn't something else? An electric shock, maybe? Or maybe she was holding on to the boy, and accidentally pushed you when you took him from her?"
He looked the patrolman up and down.
"You don't look like you got hurt. I mean..."
He smiled, but there was no mirth to it.
"If I threw you across a room, you wouldn't get up so easily."
The patrolman said nothing, but looked very uncomfortable. John stood up, gathering the file from in front of him.
"I'll let you think about that."
He exited the room, ready to go warm up the other patrolman, when he noticed a familiar form. Rae, he thought her name was. He had seen her with Rose. She was arguing with one of the officers, trying to get past him.
Steel walked over to them.
"It's alright, sergeant, let her through."
She was agitated and started to argue with him, when he held up a hand.
"Rose is in my office, I'll take you to her."