[hr][hr][center][img]https://s9.postimg.org/5xwkbgd73/8402167275e0247750f8d47a1609230f.png[/img][hr][img]https://s17.postimg.org/59n3mo9mn/giphy.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][@Peridot][hr][h3][color=#9999ff][b]December 29th, 2016 - 8:20 A.M. EST - 1 Day Since Hel Returned[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][color=9999ff][i][b]Shaw Psychiatric Hospital - Washington D.C....[/b][/i][/color] 

	Ricky was clearly still a little bit shaken by the entire encounter, but curiously, he wasn't afraid. If anything, he was angry. His closest friends and colleagues had just been killed in front of him. He didn't intend to join them six feet under any time soon - no, Ricky wanted to avenge them. It was as if someone had lit a fire in his soul. He glanced up as Alex came over to him, before returning his gaze to the electronic door. "That's a Schlage FE575 lock," Ricky finally said. "They use a nine volt battery and automatically lock after the door is closed for nine seconds...And that light? It means the battery is low." Ricky let the silence hang until Alex figured out what he was getting at.  

[color=9999ff][i][b]Sayuki Household - Boston, Massachusetts...[/b][/i][/color]

	The house had a decent open concept floor plan, allowing the kitchen and the living room to really flow as one space. Chikashi was sitting at the coffee table, pouring over the news reports that were flooding in. Despite the lack of information out there, he knew all too well what was really going on. He had received a debriefing email that morning from his bosses, instructing him that he would not be needed to report to work that day due to the circumstances. An attorney didn't do much good against Hel. Mallory hadn't emerged yet that morning and Naegi was sleeping in. "Good morning, Jessica," Chikashi said kindly. He then glanced over to the kitchen as Sayuki entered. Her computer was on her lap and she was pushing the wheels of her wheelchair manually. "And Kyasarin," Chikashi then added. "Ohayō, otōsan," Kyasarin said with a yawn.  

[color=9999ff][i][b]Coventry Horrors Hotel - Coventry, Massachusetts...[/b][/i][/color] 

	Folly took a sip of the tea she had found and then made for herself, mulling over the options. It just occurred to her that she was now an orphan. More than just considering what to do about Hel, she needed to make decisions about next moves. Her cousin had been killed at the circus as well. The circus had been her home and its troupe had been decimated. Where did she have that she could go now? Who would take her in? She took a calming breath and another sip of tea. "If we call O.M.E.N., we can't tell them about Thalia," Folly said quietly. "They'll take you away if they find out about the wings..."[hr][hr][center][b][h1][color=339933][i]Jade Cornish[/i][/color][/h1][/b][img]https://s18.postimg.org/9gb0is9k9/tenor.gif[/img][hr][color=339933][b]Location:[/b][/color] Cromwell House - Boston, Massachusetts 
[color=339933][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] O.M.E.N. Agents, Alec [@Peridot][/center][hr][hr]	Jade walked down the street, dressed in a leather jacket, combat boots, and dark pants. She had a grey hood up to shield her from the drizzling Boston rain. With a book bag slung over her shoulder, she could have easily blended in with the thousands of college students that called the city home. There was one other person with her - one of the few O.M.E.N. agents that flew with Alec. That was perhaps the first troubling sign - the others must have fled during the night, terrified for their lives. It would just be the three of them, then. 

	[color=339933]"You look chipper,"[/color] Jade observed, her British accent seemingly lighter than it had been during previous conversations. She then gestured towards the other agent with her head. [color=339933]"Agent Kennedy here is the only one who decided to stick around. The others bailed - but you figured that part out already,"[/color] she said. She put her hands into her pockets, not exactly thrilled about the situation they found themselves in. Six months ago, she had killed the devil. And now, she was being asked to hunt another supernatural being of incredible strength. She was too sober for all of this nonsense. 

	[color=339933]"But I do have some good news - I got a message from another MI13 operative. There were at least some survivors of the attack,"[/color] Jade explained. [color=339933]"Alex Jakobsen and Ricky Goldsworth were the only ones in the main room when Hel struck that lived. They're in a psychiatric facility in D.C., but...Could be a place to start, given that our physicist is quite dead."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#C39BD3]Robin Ramírez[/color] & [color=00ffcc]Aloise Zamora[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s17.postimg.org/wmm321jsv/ezgif-2-0869d8c78d.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#C39BD3]Location:[/color][/b] Room 307 - Hunter Hotel, Omaha, Nebraska 
[b][color=00ffcc]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Mariana Garcia [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr]	Aloise looked at the ingredient with interest - before glancing around the table. She doubted anyone there was Norwegian in the slightest. She couldn't think of any hunters that had Norwegian ancestry either. [color=00ffcc]"Short of going to Norway...How are we going to get the saliva for the second ward?"[/color] Aloise asked, perhaps a bit critically. This was when Robin actually had to snicker - not with Aloise, but [i]at[/i] her. She pulled out a computer and then went onto craigslist, before typing in a quick ad. 

	[color=#C39BD3]"I just created an ad - [i]person of Norwegian ancestry's saliva wanted. Will pay $300 cash. Meet at the Hunter Hotel in less than three hours and bring documentation[/i],"[/color] Robin summarized. Almost anything a person could possibly want could be found on the internet. She'd be more surprised if someone [i]didn't[/i] respond to her ad. The other ward did interest Robin, however. If they could bind Hel to an object, why not take that object, weigh it down, and toss it into the ocean? Let the Norse Goddess stay at the sea floor for the rest of eternity, powerless. 

	[color=00ffcc]"Binding her will be easier than killing her,"[/color] Aloise then said. [color=00ffcc]"Once she's bound, we can then use the other ward to do the job. All before she gets that cloak or it'll be too late to stop her..."[/color]