Lilith got up and stretched a little stiff from her meditation. She took a moment to practice using her powers, warming up for the job that was coming up. She started with blending into shadows, then turning them into small objects, finishing off with turning them into shiny dual daggers, so she could use them in hand-to-hand combat if need be. Honestly, she wasn’t sure they were up for it. The Blood Brothers, despite being C-List, were still older and more experienced. They were probably even stronger than the team. She shrugged mentally. Even if they lost, some other – more competent - heroes would come to defeat them. Not that she hated the team; it was just a fact that there were stronger people out there.

It was another fact that they hadn’t been a team for long. Lilith was so used to working alone, and she had always felt that most heroes were too egotistic, and would just ruin everything if it meant a chance for more glory. She felt pretty fortunate that this team wasn’t so conceited. She absentmindedly polished her shadow knives with her shirt, ripping it in the process, before realizing it was rather cold. Well, colder than normal.

Shaking herself out of her trance, Lilith found that she had unconsciously cloaked herself, turning her figure into a black, icy mass. She cursed herself for letting her shadows get out of control, and then dispersed them, the black matter retreating to their proper places. She then meandered down the tunnels, making sure to keep her powers in check, taking a definably slower pace than what she had gone at earlier. Finding the niche she stashed her costume in, she set down her daggers on the floor and changed quickly. Thankfully the place wasn’t too far from where the computers were placed; otherwise she would have lost it. She stuffed her other clothes into the small alcove, then pulled on her combat boots and walked back down to the others while slipping on her trench coat and pulling down the hood.