[center][h1][color=purple]Rocker Warehouse[/color][/h1][/center]
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Luckily for Wisp it was not overly long before a burly looking man opened a door she was near, he did a brief loop around the building, looking rather bored but not quite to the point of not doing his job, his lazy gaze swept the area somewhat competently before he returned inside via the door he came out, offering Wisp two opportunities to come in. Given that she did come in she'd find the building mostly filled with various boxes with various items. From the looks of things it was a warehouse that the Rockers had taken over, given there was a lot of random stuff like cleaning supplies and whatnot. They probably used it to store their stolen goods. She would find a couple grunts sitting down at corners, but she would likely want to head towards the stairs that lead to an upper room that was the source of the light. The door to it was slightly ajar and voices could be faintly heard.

[center][h2][b][u][color=0054a6]The PRT Building[/color][/u][/b][/h2][/center]
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Jackson nodded [b]"I see. Some sort of amnesia associated with your trigger event, uncommon but not unprecedented. We will leave that subject and any delving into it for later. As for now, I was informed your knowledge of your parahumanism is somewhat uncertain. So we shall go about this simply. What obvious abilities have you noticed that may qualify as a part of your condition? What activities have you found yourself leaning towards? The robot seems to indicate tinker, but many that would make every 12 year old with a kit a tinker so I'd like to hear a little more."[/b] Jackson continued in his simple but effective manner of questioning: his eyes were staring at Ruben analytically, still with a cheery 'friendly old person' kind of smile.