[h2][center][b][color=9e0b0f]Austin Colson[/color][/b][/center][/h2]
Austin offered the older man a warm smile before responding, “Thank you, most people have forgotten what happened, it means a lot that some still remember,” His attention was briefly taken by the growing chaos on the other side of the room before managing to focus again on his new aquaintance.  

“From the looks of it I’d say its S.C.A.R’s headquarters, they are the only ones with the economic power to build a facility like this one,” he gave a tap to the near metal wall. “Before our capture, my group, the Haven Marshalls were contacted by someone who promised access to a facility like this one in the future if we joined their collective and I’d put my money on saying this is it,” he took a brief pause as the disorder on the other side of the room became increasingly louder and annoying to his enhanced hearing.

“If the master all these suited men keep referring to doesn’t arrive, I’m afraid everyone here will start disemboweling each other,” he realized as Matchead or Bubbles as the woman called him caused more noise and the giant kept crying.

“Look David, I know we’ve just met but you look like the only sane and reasonable person capable of achieving something around here. I suggest we stick together for now in case things get out of hand,” he truthfully offered. From what his ears were picking up, if that master didn’t hurry something ugly could occur and it was best to plan an immediate course of action.