[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=FF8CBD]Tinley Abercrombie[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/1A7k5Wa.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=FF8CBD][b]Location:[/b][/color] Hub: The Hangar
[color=FF8CBD][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Mind Control[/center][hr]

Tinley's thoughts raced. She wanted to contest. She wanted to lash out. She had done all she could, led the team to the best of her ability. But it went south and that was on her. She knew it. Every instinct inside of her told her she should have sent a message out. She thought better than to do it, thinking she could handle it. She would defend her actions, sure. She knew she was a good leader, even if it didn't seem like it to the others.

Explosions rocked the room, sending everything into a tizzy. Perhaps it was her injury, perhaps it was the blast, but Tinley blacked out a bit. Striving for consciousness, she opened her eyes and felt the heat, seeing herself surrounded by fire. She began to get up, feeling her leg ache in pain. She was in no position to go anywhere. Was this how she died?

Apparently not as Matt came to her rescue. [color=FF8CBD]"Agent Moss. Remind me to hug you when we get through all this."[/color] She began to shift herself off her makeshift bed when she heard a voice. Cass, wheelchair-bound, was facing off against some woman she didn't recognize, speaking about some woman. Tinley felt some energy kick in, but Cass had already beaten her to the punch. With the woman now disarmed, Tinley tried to enter her mind to get her to spill if she was the bomber. Tinley, however, could not get through, chalking it up to her injury. Still. [color=FF8CBD]"Even injured, we could kick your ass around this room all day, but let's start with introductions. Who are you, why are you here, and did you just try to blow us all up?"[/color]

Tinley had checked the room, with no sign of Hill. She'd worry about her later. Tinley glanced at Cass. [color=FF8CBD]"Agent Reed, Hill was about to promote you to team lead, so what better start than now? How do you want to go about this?"[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=841536]Tempest Renroir[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/82OUJj3.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=841536][b]Location:[/b][/color] Hub: Virology Lab 
[color=841536][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Healing Manipulation[/center][hr]

Tempest was not a nurse or a doctor, she just could heal. She had been able to since a young age though that was not where her interests were. However, she had been called, on occasion, to heal others and provide treatment so she had expected push back from Sparky. No one liked sitting still, especially when they knew that others were in trouble. But even then, Sparky would end up killing herself to get Raynor back and what good would that do either of them? She was a bit jealous of their love, considering her own efforts weren't recognized. And then Novikova came in to remind her of her and Maria's relationship and how fucking cute that was. And then Novi dropped the bombshell.

And then all hell broke loose as the building rocked from literal bombshells. Explosions. They were under attack. [color=841536]"That just figures."[/color] Really, she couldn't remember a time they weren't under attack by something. Cass, having been placed in a wheelchair, zoomed off with Matt to go see about Hill and Tinley and all them. Flynn went to go check out the explosions, leaving her, Niah, Bonnie, and Sparky. And Goose. Couldn't forget Goose. Sparky was looking worse, so Tempest ran over to check on her. Tempest used her healing to fill Sparky back up. Color returned to the girl's face and she would feel better. Not for long though. [color=841536]"There, that'll get you moving, at least."[/color]

Tempest really didn't address the elephant in the room, but she knew she would have to. Oliver was the son they were looking for. That was a gut punch if she ever heard it. She didn't know what Oliver was going through, but there would be time to process that later. Tempest ran over to Oliver, taking him by the shoulders and looking him in the face. [color=841536]"Oliver, I need you to focus. We don't know what happened and we have a bunch of kick-ass people working here. It would take more than an explosion to kill them all. But we need to get to the panic room now if we have any hope of ensuring we all survive."[/color] She then gripped his hand, prepared to drag him if needed. She glanced at Bonnie, [color=841536]"Let's get going."[/color]