[center][h2][color=7bcdc8]Ward HQ[/color][/h2][/center]

It was getting close to that time of day. The time of day when the Wards would be given their schedules for their duties as para-human protectors. It was Alex's least favorite part of his job, however. He would like nothing more than to have unrestricted freedom to patrol and pursue criminals as he pleases, something he would abuse to maximize his "showtime" if left up to him. But instead there was a much more weighted responsibility for the teenage Wards. They were given rules, regulations, orders, schedules. It was a pain, especially so for Alex due to his current probation status, but it was the price to pay if he wanted to play on the world stage. If he wasn't with the PRT, the "good guys", then he was a bad guy. And Alex couldn't be the bad guy. He [i]defeats[/i] the bad guys.

And so here he is dressed in his costume that goes with his superhero alias, Chroma, heading back to his dormitory after a day of classes. Apparently the PRT values education. One of the men in charge, a guy who was barely in his 20's, was leaving the Ward dormitories as Alex entered. His eyes watched Nathan as they passed, waiting for him to show some sign of acknowledgement. But it never came. The teenager stopped and turned around, watching Nathan's back as he departed. [color=92278f]"How rude,"[/color] he grumbled aloud, letting out a sigh and shaking his head. [color=92278f]"I guess those officials aren't friendly under any circumstances after all."[/color] As he walked into the main recreational room of the hexagonal dorm, Alex removed the masquerade mask from his face and held onto it with his left hand. [color=92278f]"So let's see who gets to be my sidekick today..."[/color]

Once inside his room he was quick to set down his mask and pick up the sheet of paper that detailed his instructions for the day. [color=92278f]"Four thirty, huh. Traffic hours. Bor-ring! But it seems Phoebe will be coming along. I suppose I should be calling her Scarlet, actually. But this might be a problem,"[/color] Alex continued to talk to himself, sitting down on the bed as he continued glancing over the paper in his hands. [color=92278f]"She isn't much of a sidekick type. If anything does happen she might try to steal my thunder. Not to mention that she'll get more attention than me naturally for being a girl. The people love heroines. What to do, what to do..."[/color] The teenager began rhythmically tapping his left foot on the floor as he contemplated how he would orchestrate today's patrol. [color=92278f]"I suppose my only option is to be vigilant and enthusiastic. I just have to outperform her if the need arises."

"But we're gonna be watching rush hour traffic... Nothing is gonna happen..."[/color]