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[Color=silver][b]Location:[/b][/color] Metahuman Youth Center, Taos, New Mexico
[Color=silver][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] The Team[hr]

[color=silver]“Typical.”[/color] Viktor couldn’t help but comment on Zach’s intentions during this mission. He couldn’t say his opinion of him was getting any better after what happened in Las Vegas. [color=silver]“And expected.”[/color] He faced the others that were left. Casper had already gone, leaving Viktor to assume his spectral teammate was taking the initiative in finding a lead. During normal circumstances, he might have wanted some sort of heads up, but the team couldn’t appear as what they were. It was best to have minimal contact and move in small groups or solo. Keeping that in mind, Viktor used this single moment to quietly address the others in his somewhat [url=https://i.imgur.com/3oymzV2.jpg?1]grunge attire[/url] and black aviator sunglasses.

[color=silver]“Looks like we have the additional objective of finding our contact but let's try to find out what we can on our own too. I’ll be heading to the gym if anyone wants to accompany me….”[/color] He offered before marching off towards his objective. [color=silver]“Bye, losers.”[/color] Viktor’s naturally dry tone was almost fitting for the archetype he was going for. [color=silver][i]Athletically inclined teenage males…[/i][/color] The description lingered at the forefront of his thoughts as he walked forth. It was the only lead the team had now but it was a start.