[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Warehouse Computer ([color=mediumspringgreen]K9[/color])
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]
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[color=MediumSpringGreen] “Perfect Jack. And that’s exactly what I need Casper, thanks.”[/color] James glanced at the two for half a second just to confirm, eyes darting back to the screen as he pulled up the manifest. He felt some tension drain out of him, the familiarity of the location far more his speed than purifiers and guns and [i]telepaths[/i]. A search bar popped up and he muttered [color=mediumspringgreen]“Cha-ching![/color] under his breath as he quickly searched for his list.

Two generators, one on this floor and one on the second. That eliminated half the list right off the bat. No need for alternators, volt regulators, or field poles even though they had them. Well, maybe they would want them for spare parts or fix up the other two generators as spares. He'd run that by Blink in a moment. But for now, where were those…

[color=mediumspringgreen]“Sunshine, you remember that favor you mentioned you owed me? I’d call us even if you left Max alone and stayed on task until we leave.”[/color] James called over his shoulder, finishing his search with another cha-ching. [color=mediumspringgreen] “Max, grab a big-ish box so we can toss parts in it. Jack, we got wire strippers and regulators on top of the furthest shelves. Casper, Sunshine there is a generator in the middle by the wall on my side. Grab that would you please?”[/color] James looked up at Blink.

[color=mediumspringgreen]“Got some options for you. We have the generators to replace your so we don’t need a good chunk of my list. The next generator is on floor two but the rest of the pieces to repair your current ones are in the basement and we have to go up to floor three for the heat shrink. Otherwise we may as well keep you in the dark.”[/color] James explained to her. [color=mediumspringgreen]“The choice you have is do we get all the parts so I repair the old ones as back up or do we take the quick route? Your people, your call.”[/color]

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[*]H9 lowest = crimp wire connectors 
[*]H9 highest = wire nuts
[*]B6 highest = wire strippers 
[*]E2 lowest = alt. generator 
[*]B4 highest = volt regulators[/list][/hider]

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[center][h1][b][i][color=F2C31A]Requiem[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center]
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[center][color=F2C31A][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Luxury -> Across from Frost HQ
[color=F2C31A][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]

Requiem stopped at the waterfront parking lot, already sweating more than he cared. He pulled out his handkerchief to dab at the moisture on his brow, lip curling in disdain. They had a few options but walking wasn’t one he was interested in. He tapped his cane quietly as he considered his options. His limp made approaching the building on foot obvious and anyone left there to monitor the situation would be alerted far too quickly. The metro offered the same issue with the additional irritation of being packed like sardines. Both options included his limp and he sighed. And uber was a wild card, with how prevalent the purifier ideology was these days.

But that offered an interesting opportunity. If he arrived a few moments before Jinx, he could observe for a while as Jinx began the investigation and see who, if anyone, reacted. A physical asset would be much easier to influence than anything. He flipped out his phone, ordered his uber, and turned to Jinx.

[color=F2C31A]“Your natural chattering is about to prove useful. Once I enter the car, walk to Frost’s headquarters and begin searching the floor. Check security feeds if there are any and the holding facility for the prototype.”[/color] Requiem paused as his phone chimed, announcing the ubers arrival. [color=F2C31A] “I will join you in a little. Make sure you cause your normal ruckus in there [i]without[/i] contaminating the scene.”[/color] He stepped into the Uber and nodded at Jinx before he drove off.

He stayed quiet during the drive, twisting the rings on his fingers as the city slipped by. There was still so much to do but a seat on the inner council would open doors he still struggled to access. The influence and power he would have access to would let him cast his web as far as he wanted and then would slowly start dragging them in, all those ugly seats under his control. Mutants wouldn’t hide then, would fear for their lives and those they loved. He pressed a soft kiss to each as the Uber slowed and he stepped out on the other side of the road from the facility, waiting for Jinx to make his entrance.