[right][h3]Creep[/h3]Sheila Hopkins

[i]Villain’s Meeting
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The one who had cut their hand, Healer, left for the bathroom. Sheila privately wondered what this did to her reputation, cutting herself and needing to leave like that before the rest of the villain community. Best not to dwell on it.

The claims were made for the rest of the vials. Sabotage wanted one? Sheila could understand the teams, but the burglar wanted backup, perhaps? If the power was random, it was rather likely the power produced would not result in anything that’d help in a stealthy or fast situation. Though, it was a once-in-a-lifetime chance, she supposed and could understand.

One went unspoken for, but Sheila didn’t have time to properly process it before things happened. The flickering lights caused Sheila considerable worry, frowning under her blindfold. Then, the unknown voice. With the sound of a power being used, Creep immediately dove under the table in assumption gunfire would immediately follow, her hands diving into her clothes to retrieve her darts. As a risk she took, she didn’t turn invisible in case the situation was easily handled, but the moment a brawl started she intended to try, power-nullifier or not. But, that wasn’t to be.

Xolotl, enforcer of the Community. Creep took a deep breath under the table, preparing to scuffle. She’d have to act as if everyone here was her ally. Sheila was already making up escape-plans and attack-routes in her head… when Xolotl promptly collapsed. Oh. Suppose that nullifier was activated. Not a clever place to attack, huh. What Sheila immediately thought of was that, perhaps, Patriarch had sent him to be caught? But, no, with his mind-manipulation that shouldn’t be necessary. Hm.

The situation apparently under control, Creep left the darts inside her coat and got back up from under the table to sit down. She had to assume they were taking steps to prevent more incidents? Sheila kept watching all around her for suspicious activity. There was the matter of knocking out Xolotl. While Sheila was capable of doing so with her darts, it’d alert everyone that she had those darts and so on. Better leave it to the Jack’s guy. 

Back to the previous point. There was another vial up for grabs. Sheila knew it would likely be her only chance to obtain such an item. That said…

Did the Rockers even [i]have[/i] 20,000 dollars?

[color=7a5e6a]‘… The Rockers would be interested in the remaining vial, same situation as the first,’[/color] Creep said, despite that unsurety. Worst case scenario, she’d have to do something unsavory to get the money in time, perhaps. Still, it was up to the Broker if he wanted to confide in someone more financially secure, but Sheila at least wanted to put the hands of the Rockers into the mix.