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A crowd quickly started to form in the storage room. Miles had expected some of the others to have the same ideas that he had, so he wasn't so much surprised that people started to filter in as he saw the people themselves. First, was that pro football player or something- Blast? Bomb? BreaK? Something destructive-sounding for sure. The other person was significantly smaller than Miles was and looked almost dainty, in a way, and reminded the youngster of some sort of snake. Maybe he had snake powers. Animal powers were cool. 

Miles was hardly surprised and not remotely offended that the man-mountain [color=D2042D]("Oh, Blitz! That was his name!")[/color] forgot his identity. It wasn't like they had worked before much, anyway. Miles' style was subtle. Deliberate, but subtle. He worked best in the shadows, removing obstacles and erasing evidence. Blitz, on the other hand, was about as subtle as a bazooka, and his demeanor showed that, what with him pouring out more smoke from his vape than an entire forest fire.  It was interesting that the two were now grouped together on this mission. Miles flipped to the next page of his book, allowing the other individual that Miles had mentally termed 'Snake Man' to introduce him to the footballing hero. Miles kept his nose in his book, only briefly pausing to nod at Blitz's remark before continuing to read. His downtime was interrupted, however, when a woman dropped down from the ceiling.

Miles' reaction was instinctive and very spontaneous. As soon as the mystery blonde dropped down from the ceiling Miles hopped to his feet, his book toppling to the ground, and he whipped out his blade's hilt, from which a glowing red blade of energy ignited, pointed directly at the intruder, before the realization set in that Miles was not threatening a sky pirate, but in fact pointing an energy sword at one of his colleagues. Miles' pale-ish face immediately turned beet red, and with a [i]whoooosh[/i] the energy sword retracted back into the hilt as Miles put the blade back into his coat pocket. [color=D2042D]"S-sorry,"[/color] he stammered embarrassedly, scratching the back of his head as he looked at the ground. [color=D2042D]"Thought you were a pirate. And, uh, you really scared the bejeezus out of me."[/color] Miles gave a weak smile. [color=D2042D]"My bad,"[/color] the Dhampir added quickly as he sat back down in his spot, picking his book off the floor and holding it by his side. [color=D2042D]"We, uhh, we do have to keep an eye out for any, you know, real pirates though! Actual pirates,"[/color] he clarified as he wafted some strawberry smoke out of his face. [color=D2042D]"Stay vigilant, and all that. Heh."[/color][/center]