[@knifeman][@Silverstein][@KatherinWinter][@The Jest][@EurmalEye]
"Sorry, just looking for my wallet...", he yawned and looked around, a crowd had formed, nice.  "Can someone get this guy off of me so I can pick up my wallet.", his vision de blurred and a flurry of lights and images entred his mind through his eyes, everyone around him seemed to be powerful supernatural beings.  "Oh no, don't tell me, you're all here because of that team the higher ups made.", Argo struggled with the grip of the werewolf.