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[center][h1]Flint Marrow & [b][color=662d91]Malik Henderson(Stolen Body)[/color][/b][/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Atlanta; Georgia, The Hospital 
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Each Other & Riddley @Kidd[/sup][/center]
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[b]Flint Marrow - Atlanta, Georgia - The Hospital[/b]
His sister had told him to leave so he did, usually he would have stayed to argue but now his mood was spoiled. Besides finding out she had powers added her to the rapidly dwindling list of people he had in his life. Not that he didn’t love her, but he knew everything at stake, and with the situation with Legion he couldn’t leave Tommy around her for now. “Damn Damn Damn.”

Stopping by a vending machine he made off with some cheeze-its and a coca cola. Munching on the snacks he decided to stop by Riddley’s room & see how she was doing. They had fire extinguishers at the door, and some other safe guards incase his powers flared up during treatment in combination with Flint downplaying the destructive nature of her abilities as well to medical personell.

“What...she’s not here.” He raised an eyebrow wondering where his fiery friend had ran off too when a nurse seemed to notice and address his concerns.

“She’s okay, I saw her going for a walk, she’s in alot of pain and honestly it’s a stretch for the staff to even be treating her, so we just let her go in her condition she won’t get far.”

“Damn it...alright thanks nurse.” A few more cheesy snacks plopped into his mouth as he walked away from the room. The Situation with Elle & the powers she manifested was occupying his thoughts, he wasn’t even fully celebrating their victory over Rita Salzaras or whoever that woman really was. [i] Her power is something, even on life support, and in her condition she hasn’t reverted to her base form, so we still don’t know who the fuck she is, and if there were others working with her. Only person who can really tie the dots is Hector Salzaras [/i]

This was all a stressful situation to him, dealing with Empowered individuals in the midst of their rising number of incidents & increasing push for Government regulation. Aside from a few maniacs many of which they’d moved fast to neutralize not only in America, but other countries there were individuals like “Rita” who truly believed themselves superior to humanity, and had no regard for human life even if they were at their core humans as well.

Of course, evil of that nature was nothing knew to him with the field he was in, but amplified by superhuman powers it made it all worst. Before long he was outside, and decided to shoot Ridley a text. [i]Hey one of the nurses said you went for a walk, your fucked up you need to be laying in bed damn it. How the hell do you expect to get better, anyway when I see you I’ll give you updates about the Salzaras case. [/i] He pressed send, and kept walking over to a nearby bench to sit down. All he wanted to do was collect his thoughts & figure out how to proceed with the situation at hand.

[color=662d91][b]“Do I pay you to sir around Mr. Marrow? Please don’t tell me your celebrating due to your survival against Rita Salzaras? It’s hardlly the time.” [/b][/color]

Flint heard an unfamilar voice, and looked up to see a middle aged white man in a suit approaching him brief case in hand and sitting down at the bench next to him. “Who the hell.”

[color=662d91][b]“Don’t play stupid boy, you know who it is.”[/b][/color] The older gentlemen stared at Flint when he put two and two together.

“Malik, going for a ride in someone else’s body again. Aren’t we suppose to be regulating people using their powers the wrong way, while you just hijacking everyone who can afford a better suit then you huh.” Flint retorted back at his supervisor while the man glared.

[color=662d91][b]“How I use my abilities, my time, my money, or resources is of no concern to my underlings Flint. What should be your concern is the fact that Atlanta is a war-zone. I’ve spoken with Diana, and it seems Rita’s body is secured. Her DNA is that of the real Rita Salzaras, I’ve read your report about what she said of her abilities, and it’s troublesome. There’s no clear indication of what her ability is it’s.” [/b][/color]

“Ah Ah” Flint quickly cut in on his boss’s lecture, having to speak his mind.”I told you what I saw her do didn’t I. Made me feel like I was getting pressed, put me down to size like Jimmney cricket, hell she vanished, and she flew into Riddley either that or she’s just got some good jumping power behind those legs. So your recapping things I saw first hand, get to the point Malik?”

The man hissed at Flint and almost knocked him upside the head with the brief case. [color=662d91][b]“Before I was rudely interrupted! My fear is that individual may somehow be able to somehow grasp the abilities of other empowered, so we’ve decided not to go through with administering the liquid cynaide. If we can understand her ability, perhaps we can achieve our original goal in a far safe manner then the one that triggered “The Incident”, still the Salzaras Cartel should be your concern look into it further to see if she has any other connections with abilities, plus you MUST find Taylor Swinn her precense cannot be accounted for and we can’t assume Rita minimized and squashed her like you presumed. She’s a dangerous individual with ties to the Salzaras & escaped our captivity.”[/b][/color]

“”Ugh alright got it got it, so nip Swinn in the bud, I’m guessing kill on site and try to figure out if Hector made any more super friends besides the bitch pretending to be his sister. I was trying to find Riddley, so if that’s all.”

[color=662d91][b]“No there’s more, I faxed myself via the body I’m in take this.”[/b][/color] The Gentlemen opened the brief case and handed Flint a folder watching as he began flipping through the pages.

“You can’t fucking serious, someone got ahold of the plans & The blue prints for the machine?!?”

[color=662d91][b]“Lower your voice you simpleton. Yes, no we have no idea who, but we do know the destiation for the delivery was Savannah, Georgia. All the information you need is provided in the files, besides Swinn & The Salzaras this is the other main concern we have, take this serious Flint, their are lives at stake, the entire survival of the human race depends on us working together to get these things done at a brisk pace, get to work.”[/b][/color] 

With a flash Malik left the man’s body he was inhabitating and the man looked around confused.” What the fuck..where the hell..uh gotta stop taking that damn ambien”

“Yeah man, I know what you mean. My doc had me prescribed, and I thought the looney dreams were the worst, till I almost got arrested for coming to work in my underwear with a kitchen knife. Stay safe, remember what  Regan said just say no!” Flint got up still with some humor left as he tucked the folder in his pocket and got up walking awaty from the bench. [i] Even more bullshit, and now I can’t even go to Elle for help[/i]. His stress was growing rapidly, one of the main reasons he was reaching into his pack to take out another newport to smoke. As he was lighting up his smoke and walking his full attention was focused on the growing number of problems Malik had assigned him to deal with. 

“Oof” He stepped to the side noticing he almost walked into none other then Riddley. “Damn it lady look where your oh..damn it Riddley look where your walking!” Having not noticed who it was before, he still retorted the same response. “Look why the hell aren’ you resting? I know your strong, but how many people’s ass you think you can kick if your still on crutches.” He shook his head not even really mad at her, but more so concerned about the newest problem added to the pile of bullshit he was dealing with.


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[Center][h1][b][color=662d91]Malik Henderson[/color][/b][/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Washington D.C, American Legion Headquarters 
[sup][B]Interactions:[/b] [@FunnyGuy] - Michael Henderson[/sup][/center]
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Malik was a very organized man, and who was focused primiarly on his mission. After evacuating the body of the businessman he’d hijacked to speak directly with Flint, he was back to tending to paper work in the office. The stolen blueprints, the potential to use this “Rita” imposter’s DNA to complete their original mission safely, as well as dealing with the rising Empowered violence & other disruptions in the world caused by their abilities.

[b][color=662d91]“Oil industry rapidly changing, no explanation given, hmm this company is at the forefont.”[/color] [/b][i] Potential Empowered incident, could be or could just be some folks who lucked out, still I should send someone to look into it. [/i] Malik was typing up a response to the report about the oil company when got a text from his younger brother.

[b][color=662d91]“Hmm seems Michael wants to remain useful in life”[/color][/b] He picked up his phone to text him back. The super powered hip hop artist, no most of what he’s done so far is antics compared to what we’re truly dealing with. Still he could grow problesome, don’t eliminate him. [i]Track him down, he has potential to be useful, rough him up a bit if you have to, but just try to see what he’s about, what motivates his character, and get back to me. Depending on the information you provide we can determine if we need to pull the plug on Reparations or if we’ll issue him some reparations ourselves to get some work done.[/i]