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[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Enroute to Sentinel HQ -> Outside Sentinel HQ In Paris -> Inside Sentinel HQ
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] [@smarty0114], Hollie[/center]

The trip from her maximum holding cell to the Sentinel HQ was a long and boring one. It had started with a plane ride from her ever so lovely cell that resided in the United States where she couldn't speak or do much of anything to a transport vehicle and new guards who wouldn't talk to her either. She hummed herself for awhile before she got bored of that. All she could do was stare at the blank side of the transport vehicle and wait with anticipation of her impeding freedom. Granted she was forced into being a good girl but she would take what she could get as long as she was out of her cell it was freedom.

It took a few hours but eventually she could hear the squealing of breaks and the guards up front getting out and making their way around back to let her out. The back doors opening, blinding Adala briefly as her eyes adjusted to the light. The two guards ordered her out and she hopped out looking up at the building. 

"So do I get these off yet?" she asked in a cheery mood holding up her hands which were cuffed.

"Not until we're inside, then your the Sentinel's problem," one guard answered gruffly to which Scorn pouted but followed up the steps inside. Once inside her cuffs were removed to which she would of jumped in glee if suddenly it seemed out of no where a new face appeared.

"Welcome! You must be our reformed convict, Adala Posner, right? I'm Hollie, Hollie Hills, mission coordinator around here. Right this way if you will."

Scorn kept her enthusiasm to herself as she was lead away from her captors."I'll send a postcard," she shouted at them merrily as they remained near the doors to make sure she didn't try to run off. She followed the overly enthusiastic Hollie to the meeting room. Upon entering she saw that the party was coming along with others who she was going to have to play nice with inside. She payed little attention to them though as she found a sit and entertained herself but spinning around in it.