[center][color=Limegreen][h3]Lei Zhang
[sub]Slitherman[/sub][/h3][/color][/center]

A young man carefully approached the receptionist desk, softly clearing his throat to get her attention, then unfolding and displaying the letter he had received. The weathered woman stared at his odd ensemble of jacket, hoodie, mask, and tie with an incredulous expression, as if to ask [i]'this was the best costume you could come up with?'[/i] Eventually, though, she handed him a rather thick packet and pointed him towards where all the other heroes were apparently gathering.

Quickly skimming through the contents of the papers as he walked, Lei suddenly froze as he felt a reverberating buzz from the phone in his back pocket. Prying it out and turning on the screen, he sighed as he saw the bold words of a text message emblazoned on the front, reading in call caps, [b][WHERE R U??][/b]. The masked man paused for a moment before writing a message back, which he discovered was extremely difficult to do while wearing leather gloves.

[b][It's hero business. Sorry Jin, but could you keep this a secret from mom and dad?][/b]
[right][b][R U KIDDING ME][/b][/right]
[b][Hold on, listen.][/b]
[right][b][UR NOT A FUCKING HERO LEI][/b][/right]
[right][b][TELL ME WHERE U R OR I SWEAR 2 GOD][/b][/right]

Lei decided that was a good time to shut off his phone. Shaking his head as he imagined the storm that was now brewing in his home life, the scale-speckled man attempted to push such thoughts aside as he opened the door to the office. Blinking for a moment as he scanned the room, the wide array of people there took him a bit by surprise. Of course he caught a few stares as well, what with his green hair and the eerily slit pupils of his yellow eyes. 

Opting to simply remain silent and fill out the forms he had received, Lei realized too late that the receptionist had neglected to give him a pen, which he somehow doubted was accidental. Deciding he could probably find a spare one somewhere on the mayor's desk, the hooded man made his way there and began to search, which unfortunately put him in rather close proximity to the...liberally dressed woman who was sitting casually atop it.

"I'm uh, borrowing this." He murmured quietly to her as he waved a black pen in his hand. Since she was one of the few people in the room without a packet, he assumed that maybe she was part of the mayor's personal staff or something. She certainly seemed to behave like she owned the place.

As Lei began to fill in some of the blank lines, he realized bitterly that it was pretty difficult to write with leather gloves on, too. He definitely underestimated the amount of paperwork he'd be encountering when he tailored this crime-fitting costume, that was for sure.