Tense. Calm. Did it really matter? The heightened senses of spider related powers made things like calming down or keeping yourself in check somewhat needless. Her laser focus was something natural, something he could fall into with ease. Fringe sighed, perched on a building and watching the streets below. Without any filtering, she could watch the streets as if she was right down there. Her eyes are focused on trying to see anyone out of the ordinary, anyone acting up.

In the three years that have followed the Boom, people didn't have any time to react to getting powers. Some of them weren't even really powers. Some people had things as simple as getting a long tongue, or suddenly became a cyclops, or are now the color blue. Others got the real superpowers. Time bending, iron skin, x-ray vision. Fringe wasn't like them, not exactly. Of course her being bitten and given powers was something unlike everyone else, but she was also blessed with powers from the Boom that worked with her previously established power set.

So now, she looked over the people of Bell Reach. Of course she was in her own little corner of the city away from the Bastion Headquarters. It wasn't that she didn't like them or they didn't like her, but it was that the Bastion attracted villains and attacks on them. Everyone wanted a shot at the big heroes of the city. Fringe knew they could handle it, and didn't want to be apart of it. So for now, she simple watched. Waiting for anything to happen.

But...

She was getting rather hungry. She had been on patrol for a few hours now, and Fringe decided that it was time to give herself a break. She knew a great little restaurant by the beach that reminded her of home. There was no way she wasn't going to do that for lunch. 

An arm shot out, a web flew, and Fringe jumped from the buildings above into an alley below, where one Fringe changed back into one Jin. 

The walk to the beach was a simple one. Not very far from her post, not all that far away from her home and work either. Aprico's labs were on the east side of town, away from the industrial district to make it stand in better with the other towers and buildings of Bell Reach. It was only by a stroke of luck that she was able to upgrade and develop equipment at work without anyone's knowledge, but flaunting it around her place of work was just the kind of danger that Jin enjoyed. 

At the beach, at Little China, was Trent. After a nice shift at the beach, it was time to treat himself to some lunch. Little China had the best orange chicken in the city, even though not everyone seemed to know it.  

He was fine with his life. He saved people in his own way. He helped people on the beach. He knew his place. Some people had ideas of grandeur, but Trent was always set on being a lifeguard from a young age. This is what he wanted to do, and now he was living it. He couldn't be happier.

Though, sometimes he could be a little happier. 

Professor Devil, one of the founding members of the Bastion and a notable donator into metahuman research, stepped through the door into Little China and waved at the young woman at the cash register. Professor Devil, known to his friends and family as Calvin Harris, stood roughly around six and a half feet tall, and wore a simple white suit to help bring out his fiery red skin and jet black hair. 

Professor Devil was known as the one who made most of the gear that the Bastion used, though his talents didn't stop at invention. Also very handy with his pyromancy, Harris was a threat both physically and mentally. Despite this, he was always so chipper, so kind, despite being called a devil. He never let it get him down. It was just a side effect of his powers, powers he didn't let go to his head.

Heads turned and people started to whisper about Professor Devil. Excited whispers, curious ones. Not all of the members of the Bastion slummed it so easily, but this was a very grounded and simple man. He didn't bat an eye, didn't look around. He simply waited for his food to arrive and stood by the counter to pick up his order as soon as it was done.