[b]San Francisco - Jason Koravil - FEMA Camp[/b]
The situation was growing worst for altered humans. President Forrester’s new emergency laws made sure of that. After causing the accident at the cafe he’d decided to split. The Blood tests required an injection to determine if one was superhuman or not. Still he didn’t want to stick around at the scene of the crime per say. He was glad to have received these powers, to be able to enter the minds of others and determine their true intentions & character.

As a therapist he lived to delve into the mind of others & find out what made them tick. On the job of course the reason was to be able to help them sort out their demons. But now he was doing more then trying to sort out people’s inner beasts, now he wanted to slay them. In this case the biggest mammoth he was up against was that of the United States Government. They’d relegated an entire species as monsters in essence. A problematic issue that needed to be cut at the root.

These thoughts filled Jason’s mind as he began his walk back to his high rise condo. Justice appeared to be sympathetic to his cause. Of course his split personality was formed by his tremendous desire to spread justice to the world by force. Something he’d inherited as the son of a righteous police officer, who’d been screwed by the very system he strove to uphold order in & protect.

On his way back he thought about the altered support group he’d started a few weeks ago. To that end he’d stopped by a mom & pop store to pick up a bulk catering order he’d placed yesterday. In hindsight he was glad he’d picked a local food spot as it wasn’t occupied by soldiers or police trying to administer blood tests. After getting the food, he hailed a ride to the FEMA Camp with the chicken wings, cajun pasta, bread rolls, & three gallons of sweet tea. Upon arrival he came to the same area Amalia had been in speaking with the people in charge of running the camp and set about distributing the food, making small talk with three undercover altered humans who’d lost their homes during the energy storm.

It wasn’t long before the food had been distributed evenly among those who were at the camp. [I] It is a good feeling to help others, there are so many things people like me could be doing for the world. But they rather ostracize us and paint us as monsters [/I] Jason thought to himself as his anger started to bubble & rise again. However he was among friends here so he wasn’t going to risk a violent outburst of his abilities.  Just as he was getting ready to call another uber back to his place something startled him.

That was the arrival of another superhuman who seemed to take the attention of the FEMA Camp by a storm. [I] Very interesting now who might this be [/I] Jason raised an eyebrow as Marcus made his flaming entrance into the FEMA Camp.  He used his own power to peer into the mind of the person who made the flashy flaming entrance. Instantly hearing his thoughts he elicited a slight chuckle and made his way over to Marcus with a steady yet confident stride that oozed power.

“10 grand you say” Jason finally said as he was within ear shot of Marcus and stopped his approach. “Is that what you deem to be the appropriate payoff for us helpless & desperate at the camp?” Jason smirked as he finished the last statement if the man was smart he’d realize his mind had just been read. “Hello stranger, my name is Jason, and while I don’t know this Angel, I believe it may be of both of our interests to work together.” The mind reader was done speaking now waiting for the fiery speedster’s reaction. 

[@FunnyGuy]