The city of Steelport never slept. The sounds of cars and machinery at work filled the city streets and sunlight shone off the mirrored glass of the skyscrapers in the city's downtown district. Sarah was sitting in the chair of her office, looking impatiently at her phone, waiting for the front desk to call her. She was wearing white form fitting dress with matching heels and the whole thing looked extremely elegant and flattering on her, but it did little to make her feel any more at ease. She was perfectly in her element like this, with only a pistol strapped to each thigh and the certainty that no man or woman would look at her and think she was an assassin or a killer or even threatening in any way. Today, however, things were different. Today everyone coming into her building for the 'job interview' knew who she was and could be one of her many enemies in disguise, waiting to get close enough to strike. Even if they weren't outright hostile, there was no telling if they would trust her or had their powers under their control. She only knew she had to gather as many of her brothers and sisters as possible to weather the oncoming storm. What little documents she had managed to salvage from the Ark indicated that they were all in danger, and not knowing the face or nature of the enemy they were facing made everything even more nerve wrecking. A killer with her skill would happily tell you there was no job with more risk of death than one where you knew next to nothing about the kind of resistance you were going against. Her only advantage in this case was that each candidate that showed up today would be shown to a separate room each, and their identities verified before she approached any of them or even put them in the same room. Verify they were the real deal, then put them through a basic test of ability to determine how much control or practice they had with their powers and abilities. The Ark wasn't going anywhere and she sure wasn't going to let a potential time bomb simply waltz into their only safe base of operations. A text came on her phone from the front desk. [i]First applicant arrived.[/i] Sarah took that as her cue to move. On the twenty third floor of the building was the series of rooms she would be using for her first little test. Each candidate would be led to a different room, and all their rooms were connected to a central observation room where Sarah could have a good look at all of them and if need be, gather them to meet and introduce each other for their first time. The first layer of security would be a fingerprint scanner at the door. Sarah had taken the liberty of modifying it herself to take a skin sample, to make sure that any impostor was going to be found and rooted out as quickly as possible. The second layer of security was a nanotech screen that would eat away any mask someone would be wearing. Once all of the candidates were gathered, Sarah began her little interview. The speakers in each room came to life as she pushed the talk button on the microphone. "State your full name please." The final test was to verify her visitors through their voice. Accents, synthesizers and the like could be detected and distinguished with ease, she had to make doubly sure this wasn't a trap or she wasn't about to make someone's job really easy.