[hr][hr][center][img]https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/dDMnQgs7F4RC1OJMpHx4-W665juE8m4C7LcnHoEdP4I/https/i.postimg.cc/3JbDH1mX/image.png[/img][hr][color=A4FFFC][b]Location:[/b][/color] Car -> Eisenhower Building - Lobby 
[color=A4FFFC][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]
	It took a few minutes for Sapphire to be pulled out of her thoughts. Her mind had sort of trapped herself in it's own little world with regards to the group partially talking about someone more or less experimenting with turning the President into a mutant. Yeah this wasn't something she ever joked about, having been trapped as a lab rat herself once before, she knew that she wouldn't wish that sort of thing on her worst enemy, not even Jakobsen who was partially responsible for what happened to her. [color=A4FFFC]"Sorry..."[/color] she muttered, loosening her grip on the wheel of the car after the words that were said about fighting. Thing was, she wasn't meaning to snap at anyone or start fights, not this time.

	Glimpse's words bugged her, though they weren't too surprising. Of course everyone would automatically assume that she was angry, given what had just happened, who wouldn't? [color=A4FFFC]"I'm not mad or angry, just the conversation brought up some really bad memories, memories that I would prefer to stay buried,"[/color] was the only thing she said in response to her words. It wasn't anger or anything, in all honesty Sapphire was pretty sure that she had some sort of PTSD from what had happened with OMEN. The newbies in the group wouldn't understand that. Hell only Veil really knew the basics of what had happened, as she had never said much of anything with regards to the incident.

	Eventually she got out of the car, and stayed nearby the group as they made their way to the building that they were heading towards. Her hair was still brunette though, in the case that the bubble of invisibility disappeared so that she could easily blend and not stick out like a sore thumb. Though that was [i]entirely[/i] true. Since she was still not too sure about using her powers out of fear that she might seriously injure someone. So many things were going through her head, it was hard to keep her thoughts straight at this point.

[hr][hr][center][img]https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/5HhQVQcFJxJ70OAwQX1ZKWP7ELAQD0O9dSCr8V5G2gU/https/i.postimg.cc/CKKhLp0d/image.png[/img][img]https://i.ibb.co/JKGhg22/Webp-net-resizeimage-10.png[/img][hr][color=05794C][b]Location:[/b][/color] the Glitter Factory
[color=9C00FF][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]
	[color=05794C]"Yes, [i]is[/i]. Did I stutter? What did you think? That she was dead? You people are a little weird if you automatically assume that. My dad is, and yes I'm saying [i]is[/i] a pilot. Open your ears a little bit or something. It's sort of complicated to say anything else about anything,"[/color] she said to Waverly with an eye roll. Odd thing was, that this was not the first time that day that she had mentioned something in her life as being complicated or strange. Earlier she had said the same thing about her age, and she still hadn't said anything truthfully about how old she was. [color=05794C]"Yeah, that nickname is fine with me..."[/color]

	Jack was glad that everything seemed to be working out for the most part, since the line seemed to move rather quickly and they easily got to the front of the line, which was nice. Something seemed to be working out in their favor at least for the moment. Though he was still expecting [i]something[/i] to go wrong. Since let's be honest, since when were they ever so lucky for something to go the way that they wanted it to go? Almost never. Which meant that they still needed to keep their guard up no matter how easy any of this seemed to be going for them now.

	Truthfully, Zari was a little surprised that she managed to get through the doors, since from what everyone else had been saying, they typically carded people at the door or something like that. Though she wasn't too sure what that term even meant, but she thought nothing more of it as she walked through the entrance to clear the way sort of for the others to potentially follow her. However, the others seemed to have stopped for some reason, and when she turned to look and actually pay attention to what was being said, she realized that one of the group (Casper) had been stopped by the guy at the door, well this was going to be fun.

	He had to resist the urge to face palm when Casper got stopped at the door. [i]Of course[/i] Casper had apparently had things end beyond horribly with the guy who ran the Glitter Factory. Was he all that surprised? No. Actually that was the least surprising thing that had happened in a while. Jack glanced slightly at James when he made his comment about hiding Casper's face, [color=9C00FF]"Sadly no, not that I know of, but if we're lucky the people in the club will mostly be too drunk to cause us problems and recognize Casper flat out... Knowing our luck though Casper might cause some more problems... Depending..."[/color] Jack whispered to James. If Callie hadn't done what she seemed to be doing, he had been ready to go off and maybe see about morphing his appearance to match that of the owner and talk his way out of it. Though he was really glad that he hadn't had to do that.