[hr][hr][center][h1][color=fdc68a]October Crypt[/color][/h1][img]https://s14.postimg.org/fqwxj3nld/october1.gif[/img][hr][color=fdc68a][b]Interacting With[/b][/color]: [@Nallore] Carolina and Cassandra Reed, Bonnie Chase
[color=fdc68a][b]Location[/b][/color]: Quinjet[/center][hr][hr]	Cassandra's questions were direct and straight to the point, but October had no intention of being honest with them. She was a secretive person by nature and they hadn't earned her trust. Organizations like S.H.I.E.L.D. were easily corrupted and individuals with more dramatic deviances, like Carolina and herself, were easily made into scapegoats, targeted and persecuted. While Carolina Reed had earned October's trust and friendship, Cassandra hardly had. October felt her hands rise another degree or so in temperature, still holding onto that box. 

	Fortunately, she hoped that any readings the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were getting from the heat could be explained away as residual from the 0-8-4 itself. It felt ridiculous to her, reducing such a beautiful anomaly to numbers felt almost criminal. Not everything remarkable in the world could be catalogued and labeled--and in October's opinion, nothing at all should be. [color=fdc68a]"Of course,"[/color] October replied, setting the box inside of the miniature containment unit. Once her hands were free, Bonnie shut the unit remotely, the panel sliding back into the wall. 

	[color=fdc68a]"Yes, we were out adventuring,"[/color] October explained. [color=fdc68a]"The woods in Saranac Lake are quite lovely. I've heard tales of women in white venturing through the trees, their spirits never quite at rest...As for the box, we know as much as you do, Agent Reed. We are but seekers after knowledge, to quote Nietzsche."[/color] She smiled slightly, though her smile itself was unsettling. 

	Crypts hardly ever had comforting and warm smiles. It was practically a genetic trait. She clasped her hands behind her, careful not to touch any fabric. While her hands could stand the increasing temperature, she doubted the fabric would appreciate that. Too much of a rise and even without her hands being aflame, the fabric would begin to burn. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=yellow]Bonnie Chase[/color][/h1][img]https://i.giphy.com/media/gxEPfN1RhP4m4/source.gif[/img][hr][color=yellow][b]Interacting With[/b][/color]: [@Nallore] Carolina and Cassandra Reed, October Crypt
[color=yellow][b]Location[/b][/color]: Quinjet[/center][hr][hr]	[color=yellow]"Some interesting police reports coming in from the town, but nothing out of our jurisdiction,"[/color] Bonnie replied, walking over to Cassandra with a tablet in her arms. She wore a laboratory coat over a blue turtleneck, with the S.H.I.E.L.D. insignia on the sleeve. Her hair was up and out of her eyes, with the exception of a few strands that had fallen out. The combat agents had already retreated to their own parts of the quinjet, allowing the scientific team a bit of space with the two teenage girls. [color=yellow]"Coulson is sending a team down to investigate and assess. I'll then be filling out paperwork to add a bunch of enhanced individuals to the index."[/color] 

	There was a tone of displeasure in her voice at the last part, and she glanced down at the tablet, swiping through the reports to show Cassandra. 911 calls had spiked since Headmaster Faust unleashed the children on the town, with most of the reports detailing break-ins and assaults by children with remarkable abilities. [color=yellow]"They aren't affiliated with any known mutant or inhuman groups,"[/color] Bonnie added, finishing showing the reports to Cassandra. And while the woman wasn't a huge fan of enhanced individuals, she never was unfair towards them. She didn't act out of spite unless given a good reason to. Only one enhanced individual ever had. 

	[color=yellow]"Girls, I'm Agent Chase,"[/color] Bonnie introduced herself, extending a hand.

	October didn't shake, instead nodding in reply to the woman. [color=fdc68a]"My name's Toby."[/color] Bonnie couldn't help but notice that, finding it rather odd. It was perhaps as odd as finding two children in the woods with an 0-8-4 on the same night when a bunch of enhanced children were terrorizing a small town in New York. And of course, the pair were found near a reported arson, an event that had nearly killed a police officer. 

	[color=yellow]"I'm going to need to collect blood samples from the pair of you and run an analysis once we return to the Zephyr. We'll also need to have you two undergo interviews in interrogation,"[/color] Bonnie explained. [color=yellow]"There have been a number of incidents tonight in Saranac Lake caused by enhanced teenagers. I'm sure you can understand our need to be thorough and the precarious position we found you two in."[/color]