[COLOR=GRAY][CENTER][img]https://i.imgur.com/mP7ruSX.gif[/img][/CENTER][COLOR=LIGHTGRAY][indent][sub][B]Location:[/B] [COLOR=DARKGRAY][I]Edge Towers,[/I] - [I]Seattle, WA[/I][/COLOR][/sub][sup][right][b]Episode #1:[/b] [COLOR=darkgray][I]New Beginnings[/I][/COLOR][/right][/sup][/indent][/color][sub][hr][/sub][INDENT][color=lightgray][sub][B]Interaction(s):[/B] [COLOR=darkgray][@spicykvnt] - [I]Eilidh Vass[/I][/COLOR][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][b]Post #1.01:[/b] [COLOR=darkgray][I]Across the Universe[/I][/COLOR][/right][/SUP][/color]
[INDENT]The throaty rumble of the motorcycle's two-cylinder engine echoed over the nearby open water as the lone wolf approached the dilapidated tower. Liberated from police custody, Lincoln had reclaimed his precious motorcycle before evading the authorities. He had been framed and worse; cast out from the academy. They turned their back on him after the media's smear campaign. Still, the cursed young man wasn't without allies, and Carter had said he'd find help here in Seattle. Help that Lincoln definitely needed after what had [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5404385]happened in St. Louis[/url]. 

But this place looked nearly abandoned, full of neglect. Pulling into the empty parking lot, Link lifted his leg over the motorcycle's saddle before hesitantly approaching the building. Despite the layer of dust and flickering lights, there was life inside the tower. The young Thrope could smell the presence of another, a female based on her scent. Other scents were present, but most of them were faint, some of them nearly gone. 

Dragging a hand against the wall, he could feel the wolf's claws under his skin, begging to come out. But Link didn't sense danger, perhaps Hall was right to send him here, despite being so far from anything and everyone he ever knew.

Did Kennedy even think of him anymore? Or was did those at the Academy think him forever a killer?

[color=gainsboro]"Hello?"[/color] Link called, his voice echoing down the hallway.

[color=gainsboro]"Is anyone there?"[/color] He added, entering into a kitchen. Steam still lingered in the air, and the smell of freshly brewed tea was overpowering. A lone figure sat at the table, her eyes looking both everywhere and yet nowhere as Link's own keenly recognized that the woman could not see through them.

[color=gainsboro]"I was told Young Justice could help me."[/color] Link explained further, [color=gainsboro]"Though I was led to believe that name belonged to a team, not an individual."[/color] He paused, looking towards the woman.

[color=gainsboro]"Are you the one that Carter referred to as Young Justice?"[/color][/indent][/indent][/color]