Pam was leisurely strolling down the sidewalk towards Los Angelas when she heard the ringing of a phone. A.. phone..? She reached into her back pocket and sure enough there was a phone. She eyed the device suspiciously before accessing the message she had received. She scrolled through the message as she rolled on and was struck with many questions. However, this seemed like an excellent opportunity. Whoever sent this was obviously a pro meta-human organization that believed that it was important to protect those who needed it. Even if those who needed the protection didn't know or appreciate it. She had many questions; the most notable one was how this mysterious informant seemed to know so much about her. Did they slip this cell phone into her suit? But those questions could wait. This seemed like an opportunity to use her new abilities for the greater good, that was the entire reason she was going to LA in the first place.

It also paid pretty well, and like it or not the measly funds she brought wouldn't last a week. So Pam skated on, happy that she had a purpose in LA after all.

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After another few hours of skating she had finally made it. She skid to a halt in front of the Walt Disney theatre. Her powers made roller-skating a breeze, but even so she had been standing for several hours. She needed to rest her legs for a few moments. She strode in and sat herself down on the first seat she could find as she scanned the growing crowd. If they found out she was a meta she would probably be beaten to death then and there, but her powers were easy enough to conceal. She supposed that's why she was picked for the job. Pam scanned the room, trying to spot the two other people she was tasked to work with but it was hard to pick them out from the crowd. She remained where she was on the bench keeping an eye on the crowd, deciding that if the time came and they needed to intervene she'd find out who it was she was working with after all.