[b]Chasing Cars...[/b]

[i]"He isn't buying it"[/i], an annoyed Alec grunted. What was anticipated to be a battlefield was instead replaced by a podium where two grown men, working for opposing factions, tried to up one another by throwing in assumptions. Alec wasn't that good at detecting lies, but he could sense Elijah had no idea what was happening either. He threw another look at the ninja on the roof, confused as to why he was still trying to save his cover. They were already mindful of his presence. His gaze, then, shifted to Elijah, who finally granted him the blessing to begin his interrogation - not like he needed a blessing, especially from a smug asshole like him. His continuous questions about whether the MRAP had a hemi engine were rather irritating, so he just put an end to them with a quick "No, it doesn't have one.", before taking a few confident steps towards the stairs.

The more stairs he passed, the slower his pace got, perturbed by the thoughts that the meta behind him may try a surprise attack. The hero secretly activated rational mode; while it wouldn't do anything when it came to stopping any possible attack, it would alert Alec whenever there was a sudden move. The ability did have a drawback; while active, it imbued Alec with a healthy dose of paranoia, making it difficult for him to focus on a single face as a result. The woman, Nightingale, was standing by at the front door when Alec finally reached. He couldn't make out her entire face, but what he could see was enough to conclude that she was rather pretty, a beauty Miller couldn't appreciate. His fiancée's death had left him unable to focus on anything else but business.

"Let's go on with the first question", the meta spoke, his voice muffled due to the mask. "When you fought Elijah, was there another person in there with you? Perhaps a child?", he finished, awaiting the woman's response.

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"This is no fun!", Jenni exhaled, disappointed she didn't get the chance to spill some blood. Dean actually considered letting her have a piece of the action for a moment, but the welcomed arrival of the other metas, one of them an FBI agent, spared him the pain. Either way, he was still rather unfazed by her occasional hateful comments. Although there was the possibility that she could take Dean's body over and lay some vengeance, she still was still his sister and he considered her like one. The hero stood by the FBI meta, Constantine, as the cartoon poster girl worked her way down the rubble, volunteering to find any survivors. A couple of electric noises later and the survivors could be barely seen emerging from, what once was, the FBI HQ.