[center] [h3][color=46c7c7]Chasing Dreams [/color] [/h3]
[@Spiffy][/center]
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Questioner accepted the cash easily, slipping it into her cleavage before taking the 'Intel' that Lethal Force had taken. Ignoring Mantis she pulled various papers and city maps out, laying them across anything and everything as she started writing down something in flowing, elegant writing.

[Color=46c7c7]"Unnecessary movement here, lack of activity here, increased empty traffic here...."[/color] she muttered before cursing as the pen's ink stopped flowing. [Color=46c7c7]"You pay, I provide. Normally. I can and do refuse jobs. I'm not getting caught up in a fucking gang war. So obviously you won't be telling anyone you got this from me."[/color]

Tossing the pen randomly over her shoulder she pulled another out of a book, continuing her work while she talked. [Color=46c7c7]"There's something underground. It's big, stuff goes in and comes out elsewhere. I think it's a safe place. Maybe. Probably. People, guards. Guns? Maybe."[/color] Turning she thrusted the paper at Mantis, motioning for him to take it and go. [Color=46c7c7]"Directions. That gets you in. You and your team are alone after that, against odds. Remember, these people have lives outside of the gang."[/color] her words were stern before she shoved him back out the door. [Color=46c7c7]"You weren't here."[/color]

The door shut between them, locks clacking into place. It was still early enough that Mantis could get to the Villain meeting and just be a [I]little[/I] late.
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[Center] [h3][color=728c00]A Whispy Trail[/color] [/h3]
[@GingerBoi123][/center]
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The sun was high in the sky the scheduled time for Spectre's mission. The bar was relatively quiet for this time of day and week, not much of a surprise there. There were several buildings he could watch from, alleys as well, giving him a wide spread of options and advantage points. The PRT and Protectorate were busy, but there could still be some Independents floating around.

A bouncer, a big guy who's name was probably Chad, was standing guard outside the front doors, neon lights standing out behind him even in the mid-day sun. The windows on the second floor appeared to have been boarded up.

After nearly twenty minutes of waiting the Target exited the building, wearing a white lab coat and two piece gas mask, setting off at a leisurely pace.
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[center] [h3][color=2B547E]Surprising Machinations [/color] [/h3]
[@Shizuochan][@Crusader Lord][/center]
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The day was, surprisingly, rather quiet. Perfect for two new independent heroes to take a leisurely patrol, an attempt at stretching their legs and flexing their powers. All was quiet, until a little after mid-day.

Their mindless wandering would, one way or another, bring them within earshot of what seemed to be an explosion... Followed by screaming civilians running!

Arriving at the scene they'd be greeted with each other.... And a dinky little bar missing most of its front end!