[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FFD9E9]Allison Andrews[/color][/h1][img]http://25.media.tumblr.com/c464434cba0714d6865128aa0a0d3a26/tumblr_mh70geHPO21qghwxto1_500.gif[/img][hr][color=FFD9E9][b]Location[/b][/color]: Stark Tower: Lab
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Allison fought off her initial resentment of being looked down on, yet again, especially by the man she almost worshipped. However, she could understand the hesitation. He trusted his technology and he trusted Guin. She would not deny that. However, information was information and people could not be easily accessed like one did with technology. She shook her head in disbelief. [color=FFD9E9]"If you say so, sir."[/color] Allison ignored Mirembe. As far as she was concerned, the girl wasn't being useful either.

Allison stepped out and got hit with another vision. She took the time to study it, especially noting the date. The little girl strapped down was a nightmare she often had when she discovered her powers. Being poked and prodded, studied for entertainment or gain. And the fact it was happening to this little girl sickened her. But what made her take a second look at the situation was the name on the clipboard. The name of the little girl strapped.

Alcie Jakobsen.

Allison was warped back and knew what she had to do. [color=FFD9E9]"JARVIS? I need you."[/color] Soon the robotic voice sounded. [i]"Yes, Miss Andrews? How can I assist you?"[/i] Allison ignored the veiled threat from before. [color=FFD9E9]"I would like to know where Happy is, I have a question for him."[/color] [i]"Mr. Happy is currently two floors down."[/i] Allison thanked him before facing Charlie and Ayita (and Richard if he followed). [color=FFD9E9]"You guys up for a roadtrip?"[/color] She didn't bother waiting for an answer before turning down the hallway, making her way to the floor Happy was on. She had a plan, of sorts, now.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=ED455F]Sara Grey[/color][/h1][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/de8d897978ce265be34d42460340e87f/tumblr_inline_o9kn5tgj3D1rifr4k_500.gif[/img][hr][color=ED455F][b]Location[/b][/color]: Jakobsen's Office
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Sara stood quietly as voice after voice unleashed a barrage of threats, questions, and assertions at Jakobsen. Sara, meanwhile, took the time to study the office itself. She noted that there were no guards visible, no means of protecting himself. He knew they were coming and even opened the door for them. If the man was responsible for the attack on them, then he was either dumber than he appeared on TV, or this was the plan from the get-go.

Sara began thinking of escape plans. She would not be held here if the man decided to trap them. She didn't want to stay and find out the man's plans. She believed Allison's vision and the man could not be trusted. He was a politician also. That screamed distrust at the onset. She stared the man down, waiting to see what he would do.