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It wasn't very often that Tom and Blake as a pair let had a villain escape from their grasp. He supposed it wasn't exactly their fault - when Blake had been very evidently taken out by the poison dart to his neck, it wasn't as if Tom could exactly leave him lying there and go after Greenhouse. So he grabbed Blake and floated them away to get some medical attention, watching the old lady escape in her vines as the ambleweeds in his sight died steadily as she crept away further and further. At least, if Thomas gained anything from this entire situation, he would make sure not to be too trusting of any old ladies in the future. But that was the nature of Castleburg - absolutely anyone could turn out to be a villain with totally unexpected powers. 

But now Tom was sitting in the auditorium, waiting for Powers speech to begin. He could tell something was up, obviously, but that didn't stop him from being bored out of his mind waiting for the damn thing to just start and get over with. He was involved in an absentminded conversation with some random hero girl he had only seen a couple of times before, but the conversation was only partly holding his attention, and he was floating a coin up and down in his hands as another outlet to pass the time. He could only make partial guesses about what this whole thing was going to be about. It had to be something major, as every damn hero in the organisation was sitting here, creating a buzz of noise. He spotted a couple of his friends in the crowd, who looked equally as bored as him. He also caught sight of Powers himself, standing off to the side, wearing not his usual drill sergeant LARP costume, but a well fitting and expensive looking suit. Yeah, something strange was indeed going on.

Final the speech began, and Thomas pocketed the coin and leaned back in his seat, just hoping that whatever this was would be over quick and that it wouldn't change anything, really. Unfortunately, it seemed as if the second condition for Tom not being annoyed by the whole thing would not be met, and face screwed up more and more in annoyance as it went on. So what if there had been lots of damages? If they had just let the ambleweeds go on unattacked, then that total would have been in the tens of billions. He grimaced slightly as Greenhouse's escape was mentioned. But Tom had it in good faith that it would have been considered worse if he had just left Blake there to die or get far more seriously injured. Or maybe ICOSA felt different. Who knows what ICOSA felt about human life. 

Tom muttered under his breath as the final portion of the speech was reached. [color=SteelBlue]"Fucking supervisors."[/color] Well, what a nightmare this was. A bunch of bootlicking, cherrypicked heroes chosen carefully by ICOSA themselves? It was going to be a dozen Zanes. They would probably be even worse than Zane. So much for having fun whilst on the job. It was pretty much going to be inevitable that Tom would be referred to these agents at some point, for "recklessness" or "lack of professionalism" or some other stupid buzzword that these types liked to throw around at people. 

But the ending of the speech caught him off guard more than anything. Why was Brie being called up alone by Powers. Did she do something that Tom wasn't aware of? Had there been another incident like that at the Bloopers a little while ago. He was gonna find out. He glanced towards the door, all the heroes now filing out. He floated himself up over the crowd, which occasionally emmitted annoyed shouts that Tom was using his abilities to cut the line. After getting to the door he slipped out and flipped up onto the ceiling, deciding he was going to wait for Brie to come back out and then just ask her what that was all about. He expected a couple of people to do the same.