[center][h1][color=#357302][b]Chatterbox[/b][/color][/h1][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KDztts8B0ac]Theme[/url][/center][hr]
Intrigued by the newcomer, he let her speak, as well as allowing the others to chime in. Something of a back and forth it was. [i]Amusing,[/i] though perhaps not as satisfying what with the lack of his involvement.

No matter.

[color=#357302][b]"Welcome to the team, ah, Alloy."[/b][/color] He flashed her a grin, [color=#357302][b]"I'm Chatterbox, but you can call me CB."[/b][/color] He walked over to the table and sat down. Briefly he considered her power, [color=#357302][b]"It will be useful to have someone with your talents on the team. I can't wait to put your power to good use, so to speak."[/b][/color]

He paused, considering something, then snapped his fingers, [color=#357302][b]"Did the boss inform you of our abilities beforehand?"[/b][/color] It was good to know if she needed to updated on the state of things. Of course, he was wondering a host of other things, such as her tactical and strategic ability. Her intelligence. Her tendencies.... Perhaps her phone number. However, those would come in time.[hr][center][h1][color=#3068FF][b]Evelyn Chambers – [i]Tulpa[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]
While she felt some relief at the Director's words, there were other parts of what he was saying that made something in her itch and balk. She kept her mouth shut thought, her eyes darting around occassionally. Deep breaths, slow, quiet breaths. They didn't respond well to her emotions, the fact that this [i]mattered[/i] to her. They didn't see it, they didn't [i]really[/i] understand. So rather than say anything further to Kens or the other she just nodded and turned to go.

On her way out, however, Alessa got her attention. She stopped, but didn't turn back, onoly moving her head slightly in recognition of her teammate. She wasn't happy with how this had turned out, or started, or went. What more could Alessa offer? She wasn't [i]really[/i] in charge, all she did was push the paper for the wards and take point on the field. She couldn't change anyone's mind at the top, she didn't have any clout, any pull...any control.

[color=#3068FF][b]"Thanks Alessa,"[/b][/color] she responded. When she turned and looked at the girl there was a weak, but seemingly genuine smile, on her face. It even went to her eyes. Still, there was something almost...defeated about the Evelyn that anyone looking would see.

It only lasted a moment and she didn't even make an attempt to communicate further, instead turning away and walking out. She'd felt so good about today, they'd put bad people away, protected innocent civilian lives. She'd thought it would be two less [i]villains[/i] out there where they could hurt people. Instead it was just one...and the other one would go back out—presumably in the guise of a hero. The thought was a twisted one, it perverted everything she'd thought she knew about the PRT, the Protectorate...the Wards.

As she walked down the hall and made her way out of the holding area, she glanced down at her hands.

[i]'Am I the only one who knows the difference?'[/i] She wondered.

[i]'Is my view just as warped as theirs...by association?'[/i]

A frown crossed her features and she brushed hair from her eyes absently. In doing so she caught a glimpse of a silver 'shadow'. She looked at it, then turned her attention to it through her power. Her projection was...sprawling. A huge net spreading through the walls and floors and anywhere that people [i]weren't[/i].

The realization of the amount of space it was covering, the sheer [i]mass[/i] froze her midway up the stairs. She stood there a moment, breathing with slow practiced breaths. She'd forgotten that she was trying to stay calm, but was glad that she'd kept up the practice, glad that she'd had the training and that it had really stuck with her.

Focusing, she made the silver shadow shrink, condensing it and warping it to hide with her. She kind of understood it now, in a way. It was like the others in the meeting room, but it was like her too. It started out pure, but in the world it...it didn't stay that way. It was a more fragile thing than her in its way, its mind decaying the longer it was exposed.

Yet, it was predictable now. Now that she [i]knew[/i] that. Now that she understood it.

She started walking again and when she got to the ground floor she gave a few tired waves to the staff before leaving. She didn't want to be around anyone right now. Or well, she didn't want to be around any of [i]them[/i].

To get her mind off things, maybe once she got home, she'd go shopping. Somewhere she could go alone. She'd pick up a music player too, that way it wouldn't just be the quiet of her mind.

That would be nice. Yeah, she'd go buy a new outfit or two.

What a good idea.