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[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Sentinel HQ Meeting Room
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Everyone[/center]

As both Creatrix and Jeanne wait for the rest to arrive in the meeting room, another member came shortly into the room. Quickly looking through the tablet that contained the list of characters coming, the robot manage to identify the newcomer in the room as he stands up to greet him.

[color=5182b9][b]"Greetings,"[/b][/color] Creatrix greets him politely, [color=5182b9][b]"I take it you are Jean-Luc Rivière, aka Spectre. Welcome to the team, my name is Creatrix."[/b][/color]

With that, the man took a seat an equal distance away from the other two.

[color=1d4d82][i]”So. When do the others arrive?”[/i][/color] he asks curiously.

[color=5182b9][b]"They should be coming momentarily,"[/b][/color] replies Creatrix as he looks at the clock still standing up, [color=5182b9][b]"It's currently 11:45 AM, so they must be close by. Make yourself comfortable while we wait."[/b][/color]

Just then, the next member came into the room, who looked to be a bit shy. Creatrix realizes this and greets him in a more quiet manner.

[color=5182b9][b]"Greetings sir."[/b][/color] the robot greets him with a low voice, [color=5182b9][b]"You must be Sean Black, aka Brawler. Welcome to the team, please take a seat while we wait for the others to arrive."[/b][/color]

As he watches him take a seat, as well as glancing to the others in the room, Creatrix then hears a familiar voice coming from the doorway.

"[color=Coral][i]Where's the party?[/i][/color]" proclaims a more elderly female voice.

The robot turns his head towards the door to reveal two very familiar figures. One was an older woman, while the other was a feminine robot. He knew exactly who those two were, and he wasn't the most thrilled when he saw them enter. Regardless, he continues acting the way he's been so far.

[color=5182b9][b]"Ah, welcome Ms. Netta,"[/b][/color] he greets until stuttering for a second, [color=5182b9][b]"Excuse me, Professor Agreste I should say, my apologizes. I see you also have brought in Epsilon as well. Please you two, take a seat."[/b][/color]

She approached one of the seats towards the middle of the table, removing her jacket and handing it to Epsilon while her faithful companion stood behind the chair. [color=Coral][i]"Well, you've really outdone yourself Creatrix."[/i][/color] She addressed the robot informally, taking another puff from her smoke.

[color=5182b9][b]"No need too."[/b][/color] the robot replies with a slight chuckle while putting his hand on his chest, [color=5182b9][b]"Besides, more recruits will be arriving as well."[/b][/color]

Antoinette eyes shifted to Jeanne, and she couldn't help but smirk before rudely blurting out.
"[color=Coral][i]So we've got Captain Feathersword and a couple of kids.[/i][/color]" She stared at Jean-Luc and Sean with the same amount of disrespect she had given Jeanne. "[color=Coral][i]Why, the terrorists are shaking in their boots as we speak.[/i][/color]"

Jeanne simply ignores Agreste's comment with a "Pfft" as she continues to look outside the window. This was one reason why Creatrix wasn't so fond of her, as well as for other things. However, he decided not to address on this matter, hoping the aura would dissipate quickly. Antoinette continued to stare at the three before addressing Creatrix.
"[color=5182b9][b]So tell me, old friend, what's so special about these schmucks that makes them think they can carry on the good name of the Sentinels?[/b][/color]"

[color=5182b9][b]"Please Ms. Agreste,"[/b][/color] the robot replies calmly with a hand out, not looking for any aggression amongst the others while also protecting the image of the others, [color=5182b9][b]"The Board has selected these recruits due to the supernatural abilities they possess, with them being abnormally more proficient and extremely capable of taking down terrorist threats. Do not underestimate them. And like I said, there's more recruits coming as well."[/b][/color]

As soon as he finished, another person came inside, this one... looking much like a criminal more than a hero. The robot was quite skeptical about this person, but regardless his exterior attitude didn't change. He scans quickly through the list as he identifies the new person.

[color=5182b9][b]"Greetings madam."[/b][/color] he says politely as he faces her, [color=5182b9][b]"You must be Adala Posner, aka Scorn. Welcome to the team. Please, take a seat while we wait for the others."[/b][/color]

She didn't really pay much attention to them, taking them only in briefly and played in her head a little game of "eeny, meeny, miny, moe" to decide her seat, her index finger bouncing around the available seats before picking one. Finding that the chair swiveled immediately took her attention away from her surroundings entirely as she spun herself in circles on it, the spinning seemingly having no effect on her. All Creatrix did as he glances at her for a second was a mental sigh. Hopefully she wouldn't give the team much trouble.

There was just a few more people that they were waiting on, 5 to be exact. He was already starting to be like a repeating record as he looks down at the list. As Creatrix looks up, he then sees another new member come in, however this one being another robot like he and Agreste's creation Epsilon, only this one being a little more ominous. It reminded him of some of the special ops robots the Emperor's Entente used during the War thirteen years ago. He also hopes he doesn't cause any trouble as well.

[color=5182b9][b]"Greetings,"[/b][/color] he says kindly to the robot, [color=5182b9][b]"You must be D34D-3110, aka Fortress. Welcome to the team. Please, take a seat while we wait for the others."[/b][/color]

He doesn't look to be like the more friendly type that he, Creatrix, was, but regardless he doesn't put to much thought into that. He was already wondering how the Board was even able to accept the recent two to become Sentinel protectors. As he wonders about that, he then sees another familiar face walk into the room, this one being much more friendlier then the others that just came in.

"[color=0076a3][i]Creatrix. It has been a long time,[/i][/color]" he then says.

[color=5182b9][b]"Ah, well it isn't you Sergeant Christopher Mozrick,"[/b][/color] the robot replies in a more joyous tone as he shakes his hand, [color=5182b9][b]"It's great to have you back. Please take a seat while we wait for the last few people to arrive."[/b][/color]

And as soon as he finished greeting him, another young woman came into the room, also looking quite friendly herself.

"[color=8dc73f][i]Boy, oh boy, do we have a crowd in here![/i][/color]" she says joyfully as she enters the room.

Creatrix looks back at her as she identifies her.

[color=5182b9][b]"Ah welcome madam. You must be Belinda Romalty, aka Mamba. Welcome to the team. Please, take a seat while we wait for the others."[/b][/color]

After greeting her, he continues to stand by the door, waiting for the last two to arrive. The clock already shows 11:53 on the clock. At noon, the commander would enter the room and announce to the team their next objective. Time was already ticking as the cast of characters currently began to get comfy with their surroundings.

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[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Inside Sentinel HQ
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] [@Argetlam350]Scorn & [@Scarifar]Mamba[/center]

After Antoinette uttered her rude comment, Jeanne didn't say much as she watches everyone come into the room. However, two people seemed to have caught her interest. They be the funky-looking Scorn, and the more regular girl, Mamba. If there's anyone here that she can relate to, it'll most likely be these two. As the two would issue a conversation amongst each other, the Pirate Queen couldn't help but to listen in onto the conversation. She scooches over towards the two women as she tries to find an opening to bounce into the conversation.

[color=red][b]"Aye lads,"[/b][/color] she then responds to them, [color=red][b]"And how are you two lovelies doin' eh?"[/b][/color]