[hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff]Edwina Fairfax[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/e5102bf42099bff2665007018f974dda/tumblr_mltm46RMdq1s9moibo2_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]
Location: A Rundown Motel; New York City
Interacting With: [@Din] Nyt[/center][hr][hr]Edwina nodded, scarfing down the fries in her bag as she rose slowly up from her flopped position on the bed. As exhausted as she was, she couldn't stay down for long. There was work to do--there was always work to do, to be fair. 

[color=99ccff]"I'm not sure,"[/color] Edwina said slowly, biting her lip. [color=99ccff]"They probably have us in the biometrics, so our best bet would be to try to alter our [i]faces[/i] but...I don't think we've got time for plastic surgery."[/color]

She chuckled awkwardly, wishing she had progressed further with her powers. If she had, she would have been able to maintain illusions constantly, allowing Nyt and herself to go unseen at all times. It was too draining for her, covering up their faces with those of strangers, and she expected it would take years for her to be able to accomplish it. 

[color=99ccff]"Maybe a bit shorter? I could wear a baseball hat as well, it'd help to trick any biometrics they've got going...But honestly, the Squad is going to find us eventually,"[/color] Edwina sighed. The only group of talented individuals who could have helped them had already perished. And it wasn't like comic book legends were just going to pop into existence in order to spare them. Somehow, they'd have to figure out how to stop the most highly trained criminals in the world from taking them out. They'd already done it once--could they really do it again?

Eddie could only hope the Suicide Squad didn't know what Eddie and Nyt's powers were. That was there only advantage: controlling the unknown by ensnaring the senses.