[center][h1][color=#3068FF][b]Evelyn Chambers – [i]Tulpa[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
Once they'd arrived, Evelyn had closed her eyes, still listening to anything the others said while she focused a significant portion of her attention on her projection's [i]shadow[/i]. The shadow moved at a distance, swiftly—hidden in the ground with only a small bit of it poking above. When it detected artificial materials, notifying her it had reached the warehouse, she maneuvered it to the center of the building, and then had it shift through boxes to remain hidden.

Her communicater buzzed and she barely managed to suppress a smile. Something outside of the expected scenario had occured, and that meant that just maybe things would get interesting.

That in mind she decided to briefly manifest her projection. First she decided on its general shape and composition.

[i]Small. Thin. Soft/Squishy(flesh+cloth+). Rigid(stone+metal). Lightweight(paper). Malleable(water+clay).[/i]

That decided she focused the projection down to the size of a small dog, then made it thinner. Almost paper-like in some ways. That done she shifted her focus to seeing what powers she could give it. While she sifted through various power traits—all of which she'd copied from her teammates—she spoke, eyes still closed. [color=#3068FF][b]"I'm going to manifest my projection inside the building for another angle on the situation. Once I've got a good image of the inside and their locations, I'll let it go and have it scan over them. That way we'll have more intel and I'll be able to manifest it again by the time we engage."[/b][/color]

That said she took a deep breath and one more time went over the powers she'd scanned before deciding—though she had a rough idea of what she wanted it to be capable of.

[i]Construct creation. Process: Manual. Tech focus: Shard interfacing.[/i]
Epsilon. As with all tinker abilities, it required time, but Evelyn knew she'd be amazing one day.

[i]Protective absorption. Focus, energetic. Physical limiter. Control appropriation. Non-adaptive control method. Upwards limit, irrelevant. Dimensional access. Energetic storage method: Dimensional. Access threshold: Neural interfacing. Ranged application.[/i]
Messiah. Incredibly potent. 'Nough said.

[i]Contact based transfiguration. Object alteration.[/i]
Margrave. A power that seemed simple, but was far more useful than one might think.

[i]Alternate form. Scalable. High physical resistance and strength. Enhanced detection and reaction. Focus: Hearing, smell. Proximity object integration. Transformation method: dimensional mass-transition.[/i]
A complicated power, that was for sure. She wasn't sure how much she wanted to draw from it, but given some of the properties she had some ideas.

Inhaling and exhaling evenly, almost no time having passed while her mind whirred through possibilities, she began isolating and combining the powers she wanted the projection to have.

[i]Alternate form. Scalable durability/malleability. Enhanced detection, energetic(heat, sound, sight, smell). Contact based transfiguration: Size/density reduction. High physical strength: movement focus.[/i]

[color=#3068FF][b]"Manifesting...now."[/b][/color] She said through her communicator, notifying the whole team—she did it mostly for Lillian's sake. So it was that, in the midst of the warehouse's many many boxes, a small creature manifested. It had no easily discernable sensory organs, but through it she could perceive most things in the building. Heat signatures of living things were all over the place, some in bound positions, some on the ground or on the catwalk above. The few that were standing she identified as the unknown elements.

She willed her projection to move, and it dide, using its four primary limbs, as well as the hundreds of thin, but dextrous feelers that covered its entire body to move. It only had 'bones' when it needed to, otherwise just moving like a gelatenous blob of flesh-like material. Slipping quickly between the hidden cracks and crevices between boxes, crates, and other containers, her projection used those crevices to get glimpses at the individuals present.

After about 20 seconds of inspecting things, understanding the layout by how the voices of those within echoed, as well as ascertaining their locations and numbers, she demanifested the projection.

She let out a breath and rubbed her temples a bit. All of that sensory input was...difficult. She didn't have a headache, but that had been a little taxing.

Things scoped up, she stood, retrieving her staff as she did so. She looked to Messiah and spoke, at the same time having her projection's [i]'shadow'[/i] phase through the ground, then reach out and make contact with each individual in the building for 5-10 seconds each. She spoke as she did this.

[color=#3068FF][b]"There are a number of people on the ground or leaning against walls. Seemed unconscious. There are five people standing in the building, one riding the back of another. Still working on checking if they have powers and what they might b--"[/b][/color] she cut off midsentence, eyes widening slightly, head whipping to look at the warehouse.

[i]All[/i] of them had powers.

[color=#3068FF][b]"--.... They...they all have powers,"[/b][/color] she finished, swallowing hard, voice faltering a bit. She wasn't afraid, just surprised, and overjoyed. The possibility of these people being villains was high, given where they were, not to mention the state of the guards. As she was about to begin explaining, the [i]'shadow'[/i] made contact with Sofia—who in that moment—was using her ability. A violent shocking sensation overtook her body and she stumbled, losing her balance completely.

She barely felt like she was in her body as she vividly felt her projection recoil from the strange interaction as if it had been stung. Catching herself on the door, Evelyn barely managed to keep her feet, the sensation lasting for only a moment.

Her head hurt now, and there was a fading ache in her entire body. Her projection retreated from the warehouse, returning to her. It moved through the whole vehicle, its incorporeal form scanning her teammates and the materials of the truck before it condensed around her and stayed there. She remained mute for a few moments, allowing any help her teammates gave her. It would take at least a minute or so for her to recover, though the pain was fading quickly.

What the hell had that been?

After recovering a bit, she managed to speak, [color=#3068FF][b]"Don't worry about me. I...something interferred with my power. I'm fine. Maybe go ahead of me, I'll catch up? When I get my bearings, um, I'll use the comms to tell you what I can about their powers. It's not much. For now, uh. They've got a Brute, a Thinker, a Stranger, and something else. I couldn't get a proper read on two of them and the backlash seemed to scramble some of the information."[/b][/color][hr][center][h1][color=#357302][b]Chatterbox[/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
Feeling a brief surge of panic before the guards were taken care of, he took a breath, then smiled. He looked around tapping three fingers against his leg as he did so. He felt antzy.

Taking out his phone he initiated a group call with his 'fans' and notified them that the guards had been neutralized as far as they could tell. He told them to page him if anything changed outside that they could see.

They responded in the affirmative, but he hung up halfway through the confirmation, knowing they would obey to begin with.

[color=#357302][b]"Fan out, but stay somewhat close. , mind getting off his back and coming with me?"[/b][/color] He wanted her nearby so they could ignore any of the materials to phase through and get to other teammates quickly. Especially since he was perhaps the most vulnerable member of their group. Plus, he had a good way that they could use her to their advantage to find their goal faster.

Regardless he would continue on. [color=#357302][b]"Since I imagine we're not terribly concerned with the rest of these boxes, we could have Whimsy [i]ignore[/i] them through the floor. Conversely she could ignore herself and Thunderbolt so he can find the box while she keeps them intangible."[/b][/color] He was giving her the option to work with someone else...though he disliked feeling vulnerable. He'd make sure to stay by [i]someone[/i] regardless. It gave him better chances of using them as cover and a distraction while he built his power up on any unforeseen elements.

He liked it that way. Of course, he would have liked to properly use his power on the whole team, if only faintly to increase their ability to work together, and more importantly, to work to his benefit.

Sadly, he didn't know if Broker would eventually notice, and that was one man who he did not want to get on the bad side of.[hr][center][h1][color=#B8EEFF][b]Outsider[/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
Having accompanied Kyoshi, Outsider was still in his human form, having just hitched a ride with his teammate rather than shift forms and draw tons of attention. He followed her, glancing around the property, until an old man emerged and addressed them. When Kyoshi introduced them he waved at the mention of his name, giving a small smile. He wasn't sure what they'd be doing at the shop exactly, but hopefully it would be neither too interesting nor too boring. Of course, if it was boring, they still got somewhat rewarded, which was good. It being interesting could go either way though, as it might either earn them a bad or a good reputation depending on how they handled things.

But hey, that was the future, and this was now. Nonetheless, he remained aware of his surroundings, glancing around periodically in a sort of lazy—almost sluggish—manner. He seemed far too relaxed given the possibility of trouble in their situation.

Of course, that wasn't really [i]his[/i] fault, was it.