[b][i][center]November 30, 11:48 AM Beedles apartment building, rooftop. Coast City [@Ceta de Cloyes][/center][/i][/b] Jessie stood by the edge of the roof, glancing over the railing and grinning at the sight of the drop below. It was always an adrenaline rush to be up here, to be able to see everything for miles (Well, on a clear day anyway). Of course, the adrenaline was tempered a bit by the fact that she was holding a huge tupperware container of macaroni, the best comfort food known to mankind, but the edge was still there. Jessie's mother had finished the meal for her 'sick' friend a half hour prior, and Jessie had spent the remaining time gathering up the things she thought she'd need. Her goggles, to help her get across the city. Her backpack full of tools, in case the goggles broke. Her iPod, to listen to music as she walked home in case the trip there tired her out too much. Bare copper, to help her charge her iPod in case the battery fritzed out again. Aaaand macaroni. For eating. By Ezra, not Jessie. Setting the plastic container down for a moment, Jessie pulled her dark brown cloak over her shoulder and slipped the goggles over her eyes before pulling her hood up. It wasn't quite the full costume she had in mind, but then again this wasn't supposed to be her glorious debut either. She just needed to not be recognized. Jessie blinked sharply as the goggle HUD came to life, a green tint overtaking the world as a slider appeared into place at the bottom of her vision. Her eye tracking software had worked after a few weeks of bug testing, and now by focusing on the bottom portion of her goggles She could adjust the zoom up to three times what her eyesight normally was. Was it was time for a true field test... Getting to Ezra's building. Lightning Bug picked up the container of cheesey noodles again and scanned the city skyline. Though Ezra had never directly shared his building with her, she had been able to narrow it down by the direction he walked, streets he took, and how long he said it took him to get to work and school. His cell phone ping from this morning had settled it though. A Place called Satomi Towers. Jessie had spent most of the morning memorizing what the building looked like, and she was confident she could find it now.Just had to get a little closer... Focusing in the direction she knew Ezra came from, Jessie zoomed in on a building a few streets over and... [b][i][color=39b54a][h3][center]PIFF[/center][/h3][/color][/i][/b] In a sudden purple spark of energy, Lightning Bug found herself atop the chosen rooftop. She grinned as she felt the rush of adrenaline spike again, reveling in the chance to use her powers. To let go and be who she was inside felt incredible, she could go anywhere, do anything! But first, to deliver her friend some trickery food... [b][i][color=39b54a][h3][center]PIFF PIFF PIFF[/center][/h3][/color][/i][/b] Four total jumps, and Bug was feeling a bit drained, if excited. She had pushed farther and farther with each leap, and it had taken more and more energy each time. Fortunately, she was too wound up to care right now. She was on the right rooftop, assuming Google Earth had told her the truth. She had maybe one more good jump left in her if she needed it, but she didn't expect to need a quick escape. She looked around the desolate rooftop, noting it was cleaner and more spacious than her own, and nodding in approval. Pulling off her goggles and stuffing them into her backpack, Jessie headed for the building access door, scowling as she reached it and pulled on the handle. It was jammed. Locked maybe. Looking around, Jessie grinned as she found the key to all her troubles. A maintenance shack on the edge of the roof. There'd be a spare key in there. Waltzing over to the tiny building, Jessie tried the door, not surpised to find it locked as well. No matter, there were windows on the side that would allow her to Piff right in and--What the Hell was that shit inside that shed? Some kind of oval, seed-pod shaped thing, but big enough for a person... Tools and tech she didn't recognize... Something was wrong here. Was this what was up with Ezra? It couldn't just be a coincidence, right? That something like this would show up here, at the same building her mysterious friend was acting so suspiciously from? She had to find out, and if he [i]did[/i] have something to do with it... She had to convince him to let her play with that shit. For now though, she had to get inside... [b][i][color=39b54a][h3][center]PIFF[/center][/h3][/color][/i][/b] One last jump and she was on the ground now, heaving Piffed off the side of the building. The front door was the best option now. After looking around aimlessly for a moment, trying to find some kind of resident directory, Jessie groaned and looked for some help. A little old boring slow confused lady proved to be her best friend in this situation, and after plastering on a fake smile and spewing some cotton-candy bullshit about her sick schoolmate, Jessie had Ezra's number. His apartment number, that is. One quick elevator ride later, Jessie arrived in front of the locked door. She made sure her hood was pulled down and the macaroni was presenting itself, and knocked firmly on the door. "Yo Ez! I got food for you, dude!"