[b]JJ
Central Park, New York City[/b]

JJ now found himself on a park bench in Central Park. He was glad the other passenger got off where he did. The park was a good enough place to make his phone call. There was a lot of foot traffic, but who would be paying attention to some random guy on the phone in this city? He grabbed his cheap disposable phone from his pocket and dialed a number. The phone rang for a moment before someone answered. JJ needed to know if his benefactor had seen the news yet.

"Listen, it's always good work when I'm on the job... I used a 50 like you said to. It destroyed her dome like it was a watermelon.... Yeah I'm in the clear for now. I wasn't seen and I'm far away from the site... Yeah, good. Now what about my paycheck?" JJ was silent for a moment as he was given his instructions. "Too easy. And do you got any other jobs you need handled? Alright if you say so..." JJ hung up the phone before pulling out a pack of cigarettes to smoke. As he lit his first cigarette, he took in the scenery of the park. He wished he was done for the day, but he had two more hits to carry out this week. Money was sweet, but enjoying it was better. As he smoked, he went over the targets in his head.

[i]Male, Caucasian, 5'11, approximately 200 pounds, dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, Is proficient with firearms... has abilities. Bulletproof... That still makes me smirk... can generate weapon's with his limbs and other body parts, can heal his injuries extremely fast. Name unknown. Locations unknown. His prey happen to be crooks. Obsessed with justice... He'll take longer since I don't know where he'll be or how to hit him.[/i]

JJ tossed his cigarrette to the ground before lighting another. [i]Second target... 4 stories tall, the base is 124 square feet. Location, 1783 Mills Avenue, Queens, New York City. Attendance, 65 in counting. Occupied from 0600 hours to about 1700 hours, Monday through Friday on a usual week. Structures exterior walls are brick. Weapons, unknown, security level moderate during opening hours. Population is dense with evolved humans Name of target... Tracy Strauss School for the Gifted. Optional target... Tracy Strauss... Now this one I can do pretty soon. I just need to pick up tools and get to it.[/i]

JJ held a cold look in his face as he grabbed his third cigarrette.