[h2][center][color=696969]Macavity - Super Secret Underground Bunker[/color][/center][/h2]
Macavity was feeling rather exhausted after his little rant, it has only been a short time with this girl but for some reason caring for other people sure takes a lot out of your day. He had forgotten about the trouble of talking to people on an actual personal level, he hasn't really looked back after his first heist and stopping now just stockpiled all his baggage at once on himself. Macavity sighed aloud, dropping the MREs  onto a nearby nightstand as he started to rub his temples. He had no idea how people can live such an exhausting life, stealing was second nature to himself, but having people depend on you is something totally foreign to the rather easy going master criminal. Still, even he knew that his little rant may have been a bit harsh to some little girl who had just lost her parents from organized crime. He wouldn't be too surprised if she decided to leave, in all honestly her leaving would probably allow him to get back to his regular groove than stressing out over other people. He was just about to lean his head towards the ceiling and close his eyes before the little girl managed to say something that got back his attention from the rather awkward situation he had put himself inside of his uncontrolled outburst.

[color=696969][b]"Cassidy? Huh. You looked more like a Cassandra to me, but I guess everything hasn't been going my way during this time,"[/b][/color] Macavity quipped, looking back at the girl scarfing down the food just like in the alleyway. Ever since he had gotten these powers, his emotions were kind of all over the place when talking to people, his urges started to grow more and his emotions were becoming as fickle as his need for some object or another in his line of sight. [color=696969][b]"Look, it wasn't my first idea to give you to those goody two-shoe heroes but I honestly can't think of much in such a short time,"[/b][/color] Macavity said, [color=696969][b]"It won't be too bad living with them anyway kid, I mean Cassidy, but look at it this... What?"[/b][/color] Macavity soon heard a firm deconformation from Cassidy, he looked bewildered for a short second before moving himself to the edge of his seat with a skeptical face as she further discussed her plan with the thief.  

[color=696969][b]"Cassidy! I know I used my powers for my own gain but baby steps girl! I didn't start off my first heist at Fort Knox, well I mean I did rob it blind later, but that was when I was ready to take on such a task. I know you're angry at these people, but throwing your life away isn't one thing anyone would want, start small first and build your accomplishments to the top rather than jump into the abyss with no help at all."[/b][/color] This was something new to Macavity, even though she was throwing away his plan to the air and deciding to go some sort of vigilante route, he honestly felt pride as she stood up with such a impressive demeanor against the safe plan. He had forgotten people could be so determined, he had forgotten about how he used to feel that way in his old life, and right at that moment Macavity remembered that there was more to other people rather than just himself all alone in his little stockpile of money. As he looked back at Cassidy, she was fast asleep in his bed probably exhausted from everything she had experienced in the time she had spent in this strange city. [color=696969][b]"Well... Chrona, I may think you as some sort of crazy son of a bitch, but I can't say I could leave you as an unequipped loon out for revenge,"[/b][/color] Macavity cracked his knuckles with a big smile on his face, his head flourished with tons of ideas of places and equipment to steal to make the best costume in this city. It was his time to shine with his power and skills, these people probably wouldn't mind missing stuff as it would all be going to a certain hero to protect the streets against thugs. 

Hours passed along as Cassidy was fast asleep on the luxurious bed, Macavity hitting up his other safe houses for extra materials and choice factories to steal just a tiny bit of some important materials. He didn't sleep that day, carefully covering his steps and presence with his powers as he walked all around the city. Most of the stuff he had brought along were stolen items from his past adventures collected from their dusty standstills as displays for his many stands in other areas. Others were top of the line fashion designs carefully downloaded or plucked from the folders of famous designers. In the end Macavity had a sizable collection of materials for costume design, all he had to do was wait for Cassidy to try to choose and decide the style that she wanted in her costume. He also brought along some to-go breakfast diner food for someone that would find themselves wanting a nice and hearty breakfast in the morning. Also he had on himself some of the top of the line materials on him as well, such as lightweight and sturdy material which would provide a sturdy defense against most physical attacks and more normal fabric to go over the defensive material. It was a good thing that Macavity himself had experience in tailoring as the suits he was wearing were made by him, but using this kind of material is above his level in which he could only hope that he could make a good costume to protect Chrona during fights.