[center][b][u]6:01 PM, October 26th 2020
Oscar's Apartment; Hub City, Illinois[/u][/b]

These past few months hadn't been half bad. Oscar patrolled with Alias most days, did good at his work, and was getting a decent amount of sleep. His social life was... Lacking, to say the least, after all the only things he did were go to work and patrol so it makes sense. He had just gotten off work today and arrived home, deciding that he should finally check his voicemail.

"You have -[b]Two Hundred and Seventy Six[/b]- new messages."

[color=004b80][b]"... Can't say I'm surprised."[/b][/color] He muttered to himself, before pressing the button and listening to them all from the first.

Mostly it was telemarketers, no friends. He did get a message from Preston, the guy he met at the bar almost a year ago ([i][color=004b80]'A year ago? Has it been that long?'[/color][/i]), a few months back. He blushed in embarrassment, wishing he had called to help get Preston up to speed. Though really he was pretty out of the loop himself during that time, so God knows how much help he could have been.

About an hour had passed and he was on the final message. It was another one from Preston. It seemed the normal affair, then Preston dropped a bombshell on him. He was Emerald Knight, Coast City's premier superhero. That's... Something.

Oscar picked up the phone, calling Preston back. [color=004b80][b]"Pick up, pick up..."[/b][/color][/center]