[h2]Celia Clarke: Denver Streets[/h2]
At first the noise of the city had been frustrating and distracting, the loud footfalls all around Celia drew constant inquiry, every single voice had to be listened to, and every cough registered. Fortunately, she had been able to slowly adjust herself to her surroundings. She covered ground quickly, part of her attention on the various communications between police forces. She had started intercepting the signals not long after getting to Denver, and began unencrypting them within the day. Recent concerns with local police stations assisting each other had led them to abandon Police 10 code, and so she didn't even have to commit that to long term memory. The PRT's higher level communication system was proving a lot harder to crack, which was unexpected. Obviously the encryption system they had in place was hundreds of times more secure than anything standard law enforcement were equipped with. Intercepting any type of law enforcement communications [i]was[/i] actually illegal, but when the law wasn't advantageous Celia treated it like the footsteps around her.

Voices over the police broadband communicated simply and swiftly, informing each other of pertinent information, or just providing updates. Celia was particularly interested in an officer who reported sightings of a supervillain, referred to as Sonika. The location last seen wasn't too far from the inquisitive android, so she set to work. The first step was to better understand the target, so Celia set some of her processors a whirring looking for more information about the supervillain. Few pictures were available, and the various cape forums provided minimal information. She was linked to a bunch of murders, with a common theme of asphyxiation without bruising on the neck. The current working theory developed by the community was some sort of manipulation of the air. Pictures of the masked cape were plentiful, but not of a particularly high quality. For her own benefit, she generated a 3D model, filling in details as more pictures were found.

Celia tried to ascertain vulnerabilities in the PRT's databases, but found that they operated on a very strict closed network. It would be impossible to access without being on site; discovering the PRT's theory was going to be impossible for now. Her feet carried her quickly, as her eyes scanned the alley in front of her. She was close enough now to the last sighting to consider getting high ground, so Celia considered the fire escape not even a story above her. The young woman jumped with little effort, easily grabbing the metal around the ladder; where you would dismount if the ladder was down. She pulled herself up carefully, making sure to be as quiet as possible. Celia lifted her legs over the lip, and stood gracefully. She walked slowly up the stairs of the fire escape, going faster as she got nearer the top. The top of the fire escape wasn't connected to the roof, but an adjacent building sat just above the edge of the railing.

Celia hopped up onto the railing, taking a second to balance herself, before jumping onto the top of the building. She scanned the area around her, eager to find the ne'er do well. Celia didn't quite know what she would do when she did, but she doubted it would be particularly violent. In a noticeably human fashion, Celia moved one hand over the butt of her .44 and the the other over her knife to confirm their position. Their familiar presence was the slightest bit reassuring. Celia moved her hand down to the pocket embedded in her leg, and pulled out the domino mask within. She carefully put it on over her eyes, while reviewing the last thirty minutes of police communications. She turned eastward at another reported sighting. Her eyes caught sight of Furnace at the same time as his presence was confirmed by a PRT official to the standard law enforcement personnel nearby. Celia almost instantly lost sight of him as he landed on a large office building a few blocks away.

[b][i]Sonika is probably up there as well[/i][/b] Celia's inner voice concluded as she sprung into action. She sprinted at the building she had summitted's edge, leaping to one of the nearby buildings roof with a refined grace. Celia lost almost no momentum, and put her processors to work resolving the fastest path using satellite data. She jumped to the next building easily, as she finished resolving the quickest route. She stopped herself at the last second, her hand grabbing the edge of the building as she made sure her landing space three stories down was clear. Celia dropped like a rock, landing with a roll to redirect her downward momentum into a speed boost. She slowed down to round a corner, and blend into the crowd ignoring the odd looks she was given. Celia entered the office building naturally, walking towards the elevators with a practiced stride that spoke of confidence. One of the elevators opened to let some people out. She slipped past the people exiting the elevator, and into the stairwell. She took the stairs as quickly as possible, often taking five at a time, optimizing her climbing as best she could. 

Upon reaching the very top she paused momentarily, considering how she could approach this. A super villain and vigilante were probably battling it out with PRT almost certainly dispatching backup. Police had started securing the area, so it was going to be difficult to escape. Celia confirmed that her mask was still over her eyes, and slowly opened the door, peeking out to see Sonika and Furnace at a stand off. Sonika's back was to Celia. An intimidating heat was radiating from Furnace that could be felt from Celia's position ten feet behind Sonika.