[h2]Alessa Heather: PRT Headquarters[/h2]
Alessa listened attentively to Director Kens' description of the apprehended cape and their actions, apparently known as Love Craft. She was also the sort of person to turn her head as the villainous Cape began stripping, though forced herself to look for the sake of security, and promptly finding herself a bit less embarassed at Love Craft's currently-genderless state. Moreso for how openly flirtatious they were with the guard, but that was more shame [i]for[/i] them, where they seemed to lack it. And other than that, they seemed... somewhat normal. Protean instructed the Wards to see about interrogating them, and in mere moments, every other member had offered to interrogate them - first Ira, quite eagerly at that; then Evelyn, who made a comment that reminded Alessa to bring something up; and finally Elliot, suggesting that he provide the pressure where the other two girls provided the skill.

'Well, it'd hardly reflect well on me to not join my teammates,' Alessa shrugged casually, 'and I'm sure Love Craft will be more intimidated the more people are there to, ah, persuade them to talk. I'm honestly not sure of how good I am at interrogating people,' she admitted, 'but I can at least be the good cop, if nothing else. Speaking of persuasion, we ought to make sure we're safe. Ira, do you still have your power nullifier around?' That thing would be worth its weight in gold - not only would it switch the playing field from potential all-out Cape combat to a simple 4-on-1 fight if things got nasty, but the eerie sensation of losing one's powers would surely upset Love Craft as well, putting them off their game and setting them up to talk far more readily. And she was sure this sort of thinking might help appease Protean, after his jab about needing to better manage the Wards- she'd promised herself she wouldn't think about that, hadn't she.