[h2][color=#f24e4e]Blackout's HQ[/color][/h2]
A rapid burst of three beeps, along with all three red light in the corners of the room flashing alerted Ryan to a trespasser. He froze and turned to the trapdoor while he pulsed his power twice. The pulse would disable any powers that required concentration, and would give him a bit of an advantage if it was a parahuman in the building.There was no padlock on the trapdoor. . . [b][color=#335ef9]"Shit,"[/color][/b] He mumbled, confident he wouldn't be heard. The door was sound proof after all, and even insulated. Ryan pulled the knife out of the dummy, as he walked, slipping it into the holster on his left hip and covering it with his shirt as he moved towards the door. He knew right as he reached he door, he had to do it. His power swelled within him and he activated it as he opened the door. 

To the mysterious girl he met the eyes of his presence would be known before he even opened the door. His form would be glowing through the door, his body visible and demanding recognition. The door then opened and he stood in front of her, seeming normal, no longer glowing now that she had direct eyesight. If she tried to activate her powers now, it would be useless. It'd be the equivalent of trying to reach through a brick wall. The same would happen with words; All forms of communication would escape her completely.

Ryan eyed her, and deactivated his power quickly to speak. [b][color=#335ef9]"No funny business. Tell me why you're here. Don't use your power, if you have one, or I will disable it and kill you."[/color][/b] He waited for her response in a non threatening stance, the knife hidden by his stance. Warm air rushed out from behind him, and with it the scent of pizza and coffee. The girl's angle would allow her to see a training dummy and a bed behind him, if she took her eyes off him.