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DOVE/RAVEN Joint Headquarters, White Coast



"Ms. Zhao is currently unable to speak to you," The receptionist said, "But, Agent Jean-Pierre may be available." She explained.

"One moment, please," the receptionist told Jackson, picking up her phone and pressed a few of the number keys. After a few moments of anxious waiting, Jackson heard the receptionist speak. "Agent Jean-Pierre, my deepest apologies for bothering you. I know you're very busy, but there's a man in the lobby asking for you." She said, muttering something that Jackson couldn't make out. After a full minute of hushed whispers, she hung up the phone and smiled at Jackson. "He'll be down shortly."

And shortly after, Francis came stepping into the main lobby, wearing his uniform, and having a curious look on his face. Before his eyes settled on Jackson, and he smiled, "Jackson! What can I do for you, friend?" He said quickly, and in accented speech.

He was expecting to see Zhao, but this was even better. At least Francis was friendly, so maybe this could go a little more civil than Jackson envisioned in his mind. "Is there some place we can talk more privately?" Jackson asked Francis.

"Of course, of course, we'll go talk in my office," Francis said, before he lead the man to his office. Which wasn't as grand or exquisite as some of the other RAVENS ("Like, seen Captain Zhao's?!"), but this is his office that he earned by proving himself to Maximilian. Hell, he wouldn't have been selected to work on the Devil's arm case if he hadn't! Still, that was a story for another day. It was merely a wooden desk, in a small - somewhat cramp - room. With a chair on the other end, and lots of filing cabinets on the other end. Francis slide in, and sat down, folding his hands.

"So, Jackson," He started. "What can I help you with?"

Jackson took a seat opposite that of Francis' and let out a low breath as if to prepare himself. "I've had a lot to think about since I came back to Baybridge. Though I never intended, I kept on getting myself involved in things I knew were way above my pay grade. Despite that, after what happened at The Golden Throne and most recently, the mall, I think the universe is trying to tell me something." Jackson was rambling. "What I'm trying to say - what I'm failing to say - is I want to become an agent of RAVEN."

"Oh...?" Francis said out loud with a raised eyebrow. This was some news. Francis didn't even know if he was equipped to deal with it! He was an agent, not a recruiter. Still, he smiled at Jackson as he said, "I'm not that accustomed to RAVEN training, but I heard it was a tough one, one that requires, ehhhhh..." Francis looked at Jackson. "The right mindset."

He wasn't sure of how he wanted to explain this to Jackson, there was so many things he could say, and so many ways it could be misinterpreted. "Even then, I'd give it more thought. Maybe the universe could be telling you to chill out!" He joked.

Jackson had been uncharacteristically silent. He didn't offer up a chuckle at that bad joke Francis had made. "Believe me, I know what goes into becoming an agent of RAVEN. I've heard the stories. I know it's hell, but I've visited hell once or twice. I can handle it." He stated with an unyielding determination. "Listen, I'm not good at a lot of things. If you asked me to try and solve some advanced math problem or build you something, the odds aren't in my favor to do it. What I am good at is fighting. I've spent most of my life doing it, so this is the only thing that makes sense to me, Francis. I know it's what I was meant to do."

"No, no, no," Francis put both of his hands up. "There's a difference between superpowered street fights, and what RAVEN - a world of difference, n'fact." He didn't think that Jackson got it - he didn't think that Jackson would ever get it. But, Jackson would learn the hard way if he decided to go through with this.

"Keep saying things like that, and the recruiters are gonna show you the door," Francis warned, that smile of his turning upside down, as he narrowed his eyes at Jackson. "You gotta take this seriously... I know that RAVEN doesn't want another hotshot knucklehead in their ranks."

Jackson heard what Francis was saying. Even if the older male didn’t think so, he did. But, maybe Francis wasn’t hearing what Jackson was saying. He knew what RAVEN dealt with. He knew exactly what kind of world they dealt with on a daily basis. He knew exactly what sort of creatures and things from the shadows they fought. Hell, Jackson saw them at both that nightclub and the mall. He knew what was out there. What’s even more, he could handle whatever else he didn’t know about threw at him.

"And you don't think I'm not? People I know and care about got hurt because I wasn't strong enough to save them. My parents died because I wasn't strong enough to protect them. Then there's Levi. I wasn't around to help him, so don't imply that I'm not taking this seriously, Francis." He said, looking Francis directly into his eyes. "I can handle it, but I won't be able to show you - or anyone else at RAVEN - if I'm not given the chance." Jackson stated, "that's all I'm asking for: a chance to show everyone that I'm more than meets the eye."

'Everyone's 'more than what meets the eye, friend.' Francis thought, nearly speaking out loud, but held his tongue out of fear that he'd just fall on deaf ears again. Such as what he said to Jackson thus far... begrudgingly. While Jackson probably did feel as if he was taking it seriously as he could be, Francis didn't get that impression. That he didn't exactly understand what he was getting into, and RAVEN was some super hero club. Francis tried to explain it, but the man had to be blunt if Jackson was going to learn

"It ain't really up to me," Francis began his explanation. "I could put in a recommendation for you... but, I have to be honest here if you really wan' go through with this..."

He took a sigh. "I ain't an expert on American customs, but you don't really sound like someone they want to put out on the streets. You sound... headstrong, cocky. Just because ya' survived two little incidents doesn't make you experienced... nor does it mean you're gonna survive against like the likes of ZODIAC."

Before he would say anything, Jackson thought for a few, long moments. Maybe Francis was right. Perhaps he truly didn't understand what was out there. Or maybe he was way in over his head. Maybe what he wanted to be wasn't necessarily the right path for him. Or, perhaps, hearing the doubts as he sat in front of them was going to drive him even further to prove everyone wrong. Right now, they saw him as some cocky brat. That's what he heard from almost anyone that held any position of authority or power. It didn't stop him from proving them wrong then and it wouldn't stop him now.

"You said you're not the one who makes this decision. Who is it? Who do I have to prove that I'm serious about this?" Jackson asked, determined to pursue this despite Francis' previous statements.

"The recruitment officer," Francis matter of factly answered. "Never personally met 'im, but I heard he only picks people that'll be the best RAVEN has to offer."

Jackson thought on it for a moment, then he would shrug slightly. "Just point me in his direction. I'll take care of the rest." Jackson stood up from his chair, though he kept his eyes on Francis.

"Before you can even talk to 'im, you'll have to fill out a form," Francis said. "And to do that, you'll have to ask the nice lady at the front desk, and see where it goes from there...."

With that, Jackson stood up, thanking Francis with a handshake. "I appreciate everything you have done for me, Francis. I do understand becoming an agent of RAVEN is no easy task, but I am determined. I shall prove you that I am ready." Jackson told Francis studiously, taking his leave from Francis' office.

Jackson made his way back to the front desk receptionist and explained his situation and his meeting with Francis. After a few back and forth, she gave him the form he needed to fill it out. "Alright, so I just fill it out and bring it back here? What happens next?" Jackson asked before he would leave. He wanted to make sure he had everything understood before he made the journey back home.

"I'll schedule an appointment with the recruitment officer if you meet our qualifications." The secretary said.

Jackson gave a nod of understanding to the secretary...receptionist - whatever they were called, he gave that nod to her, and took a seat a nearby chair.

The form itself was pretty traditional. He'd filled these kinds of forms plenty of times in the past. So it was really just about putting down the right information: name, age, gender, what he did for a living, physical stats, and that sort of thing. There also seemed to be the additional bonus of a metahuman-specific section that covered a variety of subjects. That's where Jackson had a bit difficulty filling it out. He honestly didn't know the limits of his power; not really, anyway. Still, he'd fill it out to the best of his abilities. Regarding the name of it, his best guess was some kind of fire wave emission-like ability. After that, there was a bit about his insurance and what fighting abilities he had. He put that down too. Jackson didn't have great insurance. Given his low income, he could only afford the basic, welfare-level insurance. As for his fighting abilities, he put it in great detail how he spent almost ten years in Brazil learning capoiera. He wasn't necessarily a master, but he's well-versed in the art.

After about ten or so minutes of concentrating on finishing the form, Jackson got up, and approached the lady at the front desk, handing her the form. "Here you are. I hope everything checks out." Jackson commented with a half-nervous smile.

The receptionist took one look at it, before she took the form. "I'll make sure this gets to him soon as possible, and I'll definitely give you a call if he wants to go somewhere from there."

As he would leave, Jackson was feeling good about this. He didn't want to jinx it or anything, but for the first time in a long time, he actually was hopeful about his future. Whether it would last remained to be seen, but after the shit week he had, there seemed to be a light at the end of the bleak tunnel he had been lost in for quite some time.

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Faircrest Woods, Roseview_



"Not exactly sure why they're yelling or annoyed." Kannix thought to herself as her left hand glided near the wall, her fingers tracing the different textures of the wall as she passed. Wall to door frame to wall again, she paused to see if the room behind the door would reveal anything, testing the knobs to see if they were locked. Each room she would walk into really showed nothing of interest, though she did have no clue as to what to look for.

Speaking of not having a clue, the beratement she received from her clique... well- Hell, why be worried? They were metahumans! If anything should go wrong, then they'd just get out of there. Kannix'd just break through the walls to escape. Surely, with their skillsets, they'd all be fine. She tested the doorknob on the latest door she passed.

Locked.

"Hmmm."

At the end of the hallway too. Interesting.

Kannix braced herself at the opposite wall and with her right leg at the ready, she pocketed her phone and breathed. Gentle now, as she energized an infinitesimal amount of power to break the door down.

One. Two. And...

Kannix shot through with not so loud of a bang this time. The frame was still intact but the door was basically gone - shattered into so many small pieces from an obscene amount of kinetic energy pushed back onto and into itself. Kannix overestimated just how much power she needed and how weak the door was. As she reached for her phone for her source of light, what she saw only confirmed what she thought of the door: the rest of the room was old and rotten as fuck.

Rows upon rows of seats that escalate up with steps, each seat with its own desk, with the whole thing in a semi circle around a podium in the middle. Kannix could only guess that this was what a college classroom would look like. She'd never been inside a classroom this big and grand. She walked towards ans up the step to try and grasp just what could have taken place in this room.

"Huh." She spoke to herself, perturbed slightly at the lack of reverb from her utterance. "What a neat room."

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around her wrist, and Kannix turned to see Penny Rosier panting for air as she stared her dead on. Not breaking eye contact even for a moment. There wasn't much time before she said, "Hey Candice," Penny said in between pants. "Know what you're doing right now... ?" She asked.

"Kannix. I'm-"

"Fucking everything up," Penny said as she gestured back towards the door. Her grip on Kannix's arm got tighter. She spoke very passive aggressively, like a dose of venom was in each and every word, "Candice, I know you wanna help, I do, but I don't know if you know, but we're looking for clues to my father."

She got a little closer, resisting the urge to punch her in the face. "Know what's counter-intuitive to that goal...?"

"Kannix. You leaning in to kiss me with that love-grip of yours." Kannix winked, barely registering the hand around her wrist. "Anyway, me breaking things and attracting attention is what you want me- you to say. Yeah, I know. Did you not want that thing destroyed, though?" This time, Kannix coupled that question with a look of genuine, honest interest.

This girl had to suffer from some extreme form of mental retardation... Honestly, Penny wondered where the hell did Wendy find these people. Irrelevant. What actually mattered was that she got the girl under control. She huffed and puffed for a few more moments, before she focused and said, "I'd love to see that statue destroyed, but not when we just got here, and the chance of the place falling down is very realer than your tits right now."

She let go of Kannix, and rolled her eyes, "And if one clue to my father gets damaged in any way by your stupidity; I'm gonna tear those mosquito bites of yours clean off."

She crossed her arms, and quickly reached into her bag for a lollipop, and slid it in between her lips. At this point, Wendy's group arrived and came to a stop. Looking at Penny as she put an end to the situation.

Rowan was inclined to agree with her on this one - besides, if anyone had any right to trash this place it was Wendy, first and foremost, given what pain those assholes had caused her. But instead he kept his voice on the matter simple, "Save it for later."

"Course," Penny said as she casually scrolled along the group and said. "Okay, if we're done with Candice here, Iet's stop walking around with our thumbs up our asses, and figure out our next course of action already - time's runnin' short."

"We should get started and look for cl-"

"We don't got time for that," Penny interrupted. "Know it goes against every horror movie I've seen, but... we gotta split up to cover more ground."

"But..." Wendy trailed off, at this point, it didn't seem like that bad of an idea, except for the possible dangers that could lurk in here. Safety in numbers, after all. But, still, the less time they spend here the better. "My only concern with that is communic-" Before she could even finish that sentence, Penny quickly reached into her bag and pulled out walkie talkies.

"I got that shit covered," Penny said, "Let's just decide who goes with who, and then we can move on already."

"I'm happy to go with anyone," Rori piped up. They'd been trailing behind carefully, making sure that their (shitty) wings didn't knock anything over. "I'm no good in a fight, but all of you have that covered so that's not a problem." They shrugged. "Wendy and Rowan have done this stuff together before, right? Maybe they should be one group and the three of us the other? Or something like that..."

Rowan shrugged at Rori's suggestion, "I'll do whatever. Wen', maybe you should go with Rori - then I'll go with Penny Blart and help make sure Kannix doesn't trash anything else." Rori was someone who could've been trusted at least - and the truth was that Wendy was more than capable of handling herself. Besides, perhaps the last thing he wanted was one of those awkward film clichés that Penny had just mentioned where he stumbled around awkwardly in the dark after Wendy.

"Pen Blart sounds better," Penny injected with a sharp roll of her eyes. Seemingly unbothered by Rowan, given that it was a pretty stale-ass joke.

The idea of Wendy going in a pair with another person sounded like a great idea... given that Wendy could handle herself fine. Going with Rowan was the obvious choice, but that would leave Penny and Kannix unattended (or at least, attended by Kumiko). On the other hand, she could go with Rori, and leave Rowan with the group. Wendy trusted both Rowan and Kumiko to handle things (and prevent Kannix from doing anything stupid). Ultimately, she went with Rowan's suggestion.

"Actually, Rori," Wendy said as she stepped towards her friend. "I think you should come with me, and we'll explore the other side of the mansion."

With a nod of her head, she looked at Rowan. "We're fast enough that we can handle things there, you guys... just give us a shout if you find anything useful."

She took a few steps away, and faced Rori, "Let's go."

"Sure thing," Rori nodded. They were more than willing to go with Rowan and Wendy's suggestion - after all they had more experience than Rori did, and the reasons seemed good.

"Hopefully we manage to find something!" They were already moving away from the others as they talked.

"We'll hold the fort while you're gone, Wen!" Kumiko shouted out, before she turned her attention to Kannix. Kumi didn't know what was going through the girl's head at the time. Probably ecstasy, but Kumiko was going to keep an eye on her... for her own good.

Because it looked as if Penelope was ready to tear her head off at the slightest provocation!

But, taking a glance at Penny, the girl was more concerned with her phone.

"Hahaha." Kannix finally vocalized when the others made their move. "Anyway, lead the way, fellow Metahumans, lest I break the whole building by accident." Here, she made dainty steps like one of those robbers in a cartoon show. "I'll lay back with Pencil because she keeps checking me out," following that with an intentional shit-eating grim that was sure to piss her the fuck off.

Kannix elected only a roll of Penny's eyes as she ignored this complete and utter waste of space. Instead, Penny came up with another idea so they're not here jerking off in this labyrinth of evil forever. She was sending a text or two to Daniel, her little connection to the Founding Family. Because if anyone knew this place, it was going to be him. She simply stood there texting with one hand, and had the other on her hip, flashlight in hand. Her phone buzzed with a ringtone which was quickly silenced when she pressed a button, and smiled.

"Alright boys and gals," Penny said as she slid her phone into her back pocket. "If we're gonna find any information, how about we find the headmasters office? Which shoooooould be on the top floor?"

She looked among the group, before saying quick as lightning, "Any objections? No? Let's go!" Before she started marching, and expecting them to follow. "We gotta hope the stairs don't collapse."




As expected, the two agile members of the group were quick to traverse from one end of the mansion to the other.

Wendy's cellphone's flashlight shined the way as she went for the best place for locating information. Simply by following the signs, Wendy pushed open and old and creaky door, and shined her phone into a moderately sized room. She wished that the lights were on in this room, because she just found the jackpot.

A library!

It was a rectangular room, that had shelves built into the walls. Lined with hundreds of books, not the biggest library Wendy has seen. But, there was still information here that she could glean. She ignored the dirty furniture in the room, and quickly went from book to book.

"Rori," Wendy started off, not even looking at her as she cheerfully examined the collection. "This is... such a collection of knowledge."

She pulled a book off with her paper powers, and it fluttered for a moment, as she examined it.

"I could spend hours in here, and still want more.." Wendy softly said, before abruptly closing the book. "But, I have to stay focused. But... where do you think we should even start...?"

"I have no idea," Rori's mouth hung open slightly as they looked around all of the books. There were so many! How would they even get through all of it? "Is it sorted somehow? There's so much to get through..."

They paused thoughtfully. "Doesn't really help us get through them all, but if I turn into an owl I'll be able to see a lot better cause of nightvision and all that. Might speed things up?"

"I'd love to just sit here and read all these books." Wendy softly said as she examined the cover of another book, a physics book, before putting it back. "One thing I noticed was that the books are organized into subject, then alphabetically."

Then Wendy tapped her chin for a moment, before she said, "I wonder if the Family has a bookcase passageway...." She mused. "But nobody's that cliche."

"It would be pretty handy if they did," Rori laughed, beginning to scan the books to try and figure out how they were organized. A book caught their attention - it had the word 'bird' in the title, of course, and they doubted it was anything near what they were looking forward. They still pulled it out to look at it.

They found it curious that the spine of the book seemed so worn, as did the ones that had been next to it. A glance down at the floor revealed barely visible scrape marks; the kind that only those with good vision could see. Acting on a hunch Rori put the book down and pulled out the ones next to it, before feeling around in the gap.

"Wendy, you are not going to believe this," Rori's face split into a wide grin as they pressed down into an indent in the wood. As they stepped back there was a click and the bookcase moved out slightly. "They really are that cliche!"

Wendy's jaw just dropped as the bookcase moved aside, she didn't expect such a thing here of all places! Maybe she should had used her paper manipulation to begin with, but no matter. Either way, there was a brand new place to explore! She walked over to the new entrance, and saw down a deep staircase. Wendy gestured for Rori to shine her flashlight down.

Using her own light from her phone, she slowly walked down the stairs, and felt the dirty, stagnant air that was sitting for ages now. She was tempted to cover her face, but she was more than certain that the air wasn't contaminated (At least she hoped). She hit the final floor, then casually looked around, shining her flashlight ahead. She saw a laboratory before her. Counters covered in old dusty lab equipment, and metal shelves with various chemicals. She raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not sure... this couldn't have been a creation of Sean's," Wendy thought out loud, before she glanced at Rori. "Too large scale... probably an extra lab."

Rori had followed behind Wendy, holding the flashlight out so it lit up the area, looking around at what they'd found in awe. To think that something like this had been gathering dust underground. They were glad they'd managed to find it. "It is very big, it could take us all day to explore it..."

And there was the fact that this was out of Sean's area of expertise, this was probably.... Maybe Wendy could find a clue down here. She shined the light ahead, and saw a rather expansive hallway. There was much more to see down here. She grabbed the walkie talker, and said,

"Hey guys, we found a library underneath the building," Wendy said, only to hear no response. "Damn it, it must be because we're underground... Rori, can you go upstairs?" She extended the walkie talkie out for Rori to grab.

"Sure thing!" Rori cheerfully took the walkie talkie and backed away a few steps. "Just shout to me if you need me to come back down."

They quickly retraced their steps back up to the first library. They assumed the walkie talkie would work from here considering they were no longer underground. Otherwise it was a bit useless.

"Uh, hey, we found a lab under the building," Rori said into the device. "It's pretty expansive and Wen's down there just now."

"Where i-" Penny's voice replied before suddenly turning to static.

"Huh? You there, Penny?" Rori looked at the walkie talkie in confusion, hitting it a few times and pressing some buttons to no avail. "Well, shit."

Rori quickly jogged back down the stairs. "Hey, Wen, it's not working! I only talked into it so I don't think it was me... I heard Penny but then it went all staticy. I didn't manage to tell them where we are."

"Shit," Wendy said, hissing through her teeth. Of course Penny gave them a shitty and defective item. Probably wanted to hog all the glory for herself. "Of course this thing doesn't work. We'll have to-"

"... It doesn't work because I'm jamming it," The girls heard the voice and turned around, to see a person in black armor. Just leaning up against the wall holding onto the strap of their massive, high-tech, rifle. Their armor was jet-black, with a kevlar vest, and armor centered in the knee, chest, and shoulder area. They had on a full helmet that concealed their face, but only one glowing eye that appeared like a high-tech night vision goggle. Wendy recognized the logo of the snarling dog...

"... The Hound," Wendy said as she took a few steps back, reaching into her satchel to grab a piece of concrete.

"Calm down," The ZODIAC said. "I'm just here to deliver a message."

"From [i]who?[/]" Wendy asked.

"The Foundation Woman would like to have a word with you."




Rowan jabbed a foot against a door that had been left ajar, pointing the beam of his torch into the hallway ahead. Penny was the one that was right behind him, and waited for the coast to be clear. She was the first to go past Rowan to quickly find some damn stairs. According to Daniel, all they had to do was go to the very top floor, and follow the arrows! Penny shined her flashlight on a set of arrows that fell down on the ground pointing towards the science, and political rooms.

Okay, maybe they won't be that fucking helpful.

Eventually, they came across the staircase... only to see that a significant piece of it had collapsed in on itself. Leaving a gap that was far too wide to leap, and Penny merely rolled her eyes. "Ho-fuckin'-rah, our first obstacle." Penny said with a completely dry (albeit annoyed) tone. A flash of green light pulsed across her from head to toe, and spider-legs appeared out of her back. An eldritch sight, but her legs carried her to the other side, before they retracted into her back, and she crossed her arms.

"Well, the fuck are you all waiting for?" Penny said. "Superpower your way across the gap." She jazz handed.

Kannix, in immediate response, energized herself and her legs propelled her potential energy against the mass of the stairwell. She landed on the other side, but the staircase below shook violently, a consequence of her abilities.

"Jazz hands!"

Penny was compelled to push Kannix into the gap, but refrained from getting her murder on. For now.

"Nice," Rowan remarked, fingers twitching inwards as he took a hold of the metal bands that he'd left coiled around his arms and legs, then winced as one of the bands touched against the dressing concealing his recent burn. Within a few moments, he had crossed the gap via his crude form of levitation, touching down at the top with a clunk that only elicited a further groan from the floor beneath them. In consensus with Penny on this matter, he gave Kannix a sharp look, "Try not to wreck the place whilst we're still in the fucking thing, yeah? We need things intact."

"Don't be so rough on her, guys! She's just... a little excited." Kumiko shouted in defense of Kannix as the tip of her chains transformed into a harpoon, and she threw it across the gap. Creating a tight rope out of chains. She looked at the group, and said, "Please come get me if I fall down."

She sighed, as she walked across the makeshift tightrope with both of her hands out to maintain balance. This was something she did easily when she was in the Intimidation Unit... but, she was a bit out of practice. She took careful steps, until she was on the other side. She knelt down, and pulled the chain back to her hip.

"Yeah! Just excited!" Kannix exclaimed giddily. "I don't think we, let alone I, need much before the whole place comes down. Hustle, hustle!" She rushed back the three up the stairs to its upper floor, each step echoing the struggle of its decaying wood panels straining against their weight. Impressive she did not break down the whole thing the first time.

"But don't get too-" Kumiko tried to warn, and earned a sharp look from Penny.

"... I'm going to strangle you." Penny said, as she slowly continued.

Kannix watched the three slowly walk up but turned to examine what was in store for them. Kannix pouted in the face of another hallway with a lot of doors. "No breaking them down!" Kannix thought, mocking Pennis.

As the three came up, they caught a glimpse of Kannix reaching out to feel the old fabric on the nearest wall... only for it to fall away from her touch, exposing the contents of the first room.

"...Okay you all saw that, I didn't do shit."

It was at this point that Rowan simply shrugged, then stepped past her, passing the torch beam across the room to see what awaited them inside.

Penny merely rolled her eyes and continued past Kannix, and poked her head inside to see an office. Probably one of the many offices by the teachers, but the whole place looked like someone desperately tried to grab all the files, and then leave. Papers everywhere, probably because of the broken windows, but there was no wind in hell that could force open a filing cabinet. But, it was the tablet on the side that told Penny that they found it.

HEADMASTER'S OFFICE

Penny fist pumped as she quickly pushed the door open, and said, "Right, boys and gals," Penny said. "We need to find the personnel list, and see if my father's on it."

Then she looked at just how much of a wreck it was, then slouched as she said, defeated.

"Okay now I wish we had fucking paper girl," Penny said to herself, before she turned to Kannix. "Hey Kannix... how about you watch the door?" She said with a slight smile.

"Mwuah." Kannix blew a kiss to Penny. Penis can kiss her ass.

Without Wendy it was going to be a pain in the ass trying to piece all the scattered files together, especially as it looked as though some had been damaged in the haste to retrieve them and by the subsequent exposure to the elements. "Rosier, Sean Rosier..." Rowan muttered as he began to sift through what had been left behind, holding the torch close to the documents he found in hope of finding something legible, or at least worthwhile, but as noted by both himself and Penny before, it was going to be a needle in a haystack with Wendy and her magic touch. Clutching at straws, he glanced over his shoulder towards Penny and asked her, "Your dad have any other name? Anything else to follow him by?"

"Bruce Hewett." Penny said as she went through the papers, hoping to find something. "That's off the top of my head, from what I could tell, he didn't like using his real name around whoever wasn't one of the Blessed Cunts."

"Sure," Rowan said, making a mental note to keep an eye out for it. A few names came by, but eventually... Hewett. To be specific, B. Hewett. "Hewett, you said?" he asked, waving the dust-coated file for her viewing. Opening the file, he skimmed few a through of the details, looking for something to suggest where they could look and eventually he found an entry which suggested where his office was based.

"Gimme that." Penny said as she quickly stepped forward, and grabbed it, and read it in record speed. So, he had an office... Which meant they had to do more searching... she really hoped that this didn't become some stupid scavenger hunt. "It's on this floor. Right? Let's go."

Penny walked past, but before she left, she had to congratulate Kannix, "Good job, Candice!"

Then they walked down the hallway until they arrived at the office of Bruce Hewett, Penny opened the door, and it looked relatively in one piece... other than the bits and pieces of the wall that fell apart. She quickly went for the filing cabinets in hopes of finding the next clue. Penny raised her head and looked at the group. "Alright guys, tear the fucking place apart! I want no stone uncovered, alright!" She ordered the group.

"You sure about that, sweetiepie?" Kannix winked, arms crossed, spoken aloud. She felt as if she could just walk through these walls and they'd come crashing down. The methodical approach with a living bulldozer.

"You haven't been anywhere like this before, have you?" Rowan asked, almost frowning.

Kannix's home was very much like this. Good ol' Spring Town.

"Nah. You guys have fun."

To that he gave a shrug, before turning his gaze towards a pair of filing cabinets that Penny hadn't already set to work on and began to pry a few of their draws out of place. Tear the fucking place apart, those were her exact words - and so he decided to oblige her. Once the draws were set down on the floor for whoever to read through, he shone his torch beam across the rest of the space, looking for anything else that might've been noteworthy - on a desk at the far side of room was an overturned monitorand when Rowan peered over to see what awaited them on the other side, he found the husk of a desktop computer opened up and stripped bare that could've been useful to them. "Someone took the hard drive," he found himself thinking aloud, Wendy's inquisitive nature had rubbed off on him. Only then he realised that even if it had been left intact exposure to the elements would've probably fucked it, so what did it matter?

"Anything?" Rowan asked again, looking over his shoulder towards the others.

"I can't find shit in these files! Only stupid bullshit like which fucker is which!" Penny said as she slammed shut a filing cabinet out of irritation, causing dust to fall off the wall. "Shit, we're gonna have to keep looking! He worked here there has to be-"

"Uh, hey, we found a lab under the building," Rori's voice appeared in the walkie talkie, and it was almost muffled by Penny's complaints. "It's pretty expansive and Wen's down there just now."

"Wait, wait, wait, hold the fuck up!" Penny said out loud as she grabbed the walkie talkie. "Where is it?" Penny asked in a rushed tone

But, she didn't hear a reply. "C'mon, where are you at?!" Penny replied, before huffing and saying, "Fuck! These walkies don't even work right! Or bird brain can't do shit!"

"Well, if you're done having a tantrum, Penny," Kumiko chimed in, with a coy smile on her face, and holding something behind her back. "Guessssss what I found!"

She held a small case, and opened it up, and it had a micro SD card inside of it. Penny damn near tripped as she tried to get over to Kumiko.

"Fuck, where did you find this?!" Penny asked.

"Oh, I have my ways..."

"Yeah, that's good and everything, but maybe we should check on the others?" Rowan cut in at the end, raising an eyebrow. Rori had mentioned a lab, just before the radio had cut out. And labs meant trouble, if past experiences were anything to go by. It probably was just the radio being shitty, but... "You heard Rori. Gotta be somethin' worth checking on down there."

Penny was more eager to check out this SD card, but she knew that Eminem here wanted to make sure his girlyfriend was okay. Penny could tell that from the look in his eyes, not this lab bullshit. Honestly, while she just thought the radio connection was just shitty, she knew that wasting time arguing with him would get her nowhere. Besides, they already have something.

"C'mon, then," Penny said as she gestured for the group to follow. "I bet everything's gonna be cool."
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The police sirens were closing in.

There wasn't a mark on Noelle, but she was sloppy. She couldn't count on someone not noticing her stumbling out of that alleyway. Worst of all, the sharp eyed woman looked to the side, as she swore that she saw Ada passing by. Before realizing it was just another woman. She was going crazy, but that was the problem. Ada... or the Verschlinger as she was known by the Founding Family, was far too powerful for Noelle to take on alone. The faster she got out of here, the faster she could claim she was... yes.

Noelle came up with the perfect plan as she came across some shitty coffee shop called the Haven.

It didn't have much in terms of people, but she could easily pay off a waiter or something to give the police an alibi (because if they're working as a waitress, they'll take whatever they can get), or if Ada decides to pay her another visit... Noelle knows she still has a heart, and she had a lot of meat shields to use. When the last thought popped up in her head, she heard the bell of the door and she quickly smiled as she loudly swallowed. She walked up to the front counter and leaned in, putting her shoulder on the surface.

"Hello there!" Noelle said energetically, in a thick french accent like she practiced. "I'm just on the prowl and walked in here! How are you, I'm Noelle?"

The rather miffed looking European woman at the counter huffed a little as the young lady barged into her cafe. The sirens not far away made her raise her eyebrow. The day hadn't been eventful, other than Isaac finally being back from sick leave. Her recent excursion to the older parts of town, and the abandoned mall that had been overrun by mutants and other nasties, was at the back of her mind. She and Kannix had made it out safely and although she trusted RAVEN about as far as she could throw Isaac (which wasn't far), they'd settled the situation well enough. It was all up to Kannix to return to the job, of course, but she knew she'd be back.

"Are you in trouble, little miss?"

"Oh, me?" Noelle said as she stood straight up, and put both hands on her chest. Putting on an act for the woman. "I'm fine sweetheart, does something look wrong to you?" Noelle made sure to keep her eye on the woman, and checked for any body movement.

Audrey crossed her arms and squared her shoulders. "You barge into my cafe, sirens behind you and I am not stupid. Tell me now and don't waste my hospitality, or get out."

Noelle was torn was torn between . This woman was either smarter than she looked, jumped to conclusions far too quickly, or... just was bad at her job. She was clearly running under assumption, but not any real proof. Just because she heard sirens, doesn't mean jackshit in a city like Baybridge. All Noelle had to do was play puppy dog, and bend her around her fingers. "I heard gunshots down the street," Noelle started off calmly, keeping that same demeanor. "I just ducked in here to hide, I don't know what happened."

Audrey raised her eyebrow even higher. She knew the young lady was bullshitting her; experience from Baybridge had taught her not to trust the youth, especially if they came in running away from sirens. But the better part of her decided to crack under the pressure. With a weary sigh, she gestured to the young woman. "Lose your fake accent and get into the kitchen. Whoever's following you won't find you there. And be quick about it, before I change my mind."

"My accent isn't fake, love," Noelle was quick to state, before she sighed and conceded, and followed the woman into the kitchen. It was surprisingly clean, but Noelle peaked her head through the window to see the cafe itself as police rolled up. This won't save her from Ada, but if ruskie holds up her end of the bargain...

Once they were in the kitchen, Audrey closed the door. Then she turned around to face the young woman. "You'll be safe here. Just stay inside until whoever's chasing you is gone, yes?"

If only you knew. Noelle.thought to herself as Audrey spoke, but instead of speaking out loud, she kept her thoughts as - well, just that. She nodded in acknowledgement, and hoped that she stayed close. She was big enough to save Noelle. But, Noelle kept her head down as the door opened, and two police officers walked in. Both of them were fit, fairly young, and caucasian - The ideal officers, Noelle thought to herself.

They walked up to the front counter, "Hey, is anyone here?" He walked up. "We need to ask some questions."

Audrey walked out to the counter and dusted her hands on her apron, pretending that the young woman inside her kitchen didn't exist. Her curiosity was beginning to get the better of her, but she didn't let it show. Not in front of the police. As much as she wanted to throw the young woman to the dogs and let them feast, she was her responsibility now. She put on the best welcoming smile she could (which was just barely a grimace) and addressed the policemen. "How can I help you officers? Coffee? Doughnuts?"

"We're investigating sounds of gunshots," The one officer said. "So far, we have no leads, have you seen anything suspicious lately?"

Audrey took a moment, chewing her bottom lip to really make it seem like she was thinking hard about whether or not she'd heard the gunshots that clearly echoed down the street not long before Noelle had burst into her cafe. With a shrug of her shoulders she gave the officers her response.

"Sorry, was in kitchen preparing tomorrow's pastries. Did not hear anything over sound of dishwasher washing dishes. Do you want anything, officers? Pie is fresh."

"Could we ask any of your other employees, then?" The police officer asked... before asking. "... and could I have a slice?"

Audrey paled a little at the request to ask her employees, but she kept it to herself. Instead she kept the smile on her face as she nodded. "Of course, officers. Two slices of apple pie coming up. And I'll tell my employees to stay behind after we're done so you can question them. I'll be right back, officers."

She turned on her heel and headed back into the kitchen. Lowering the tone of her voice to stay beneath the sounds of dishwashers and general clatter of ceramic and metal, Audrey addressed Noelle.

"The officers are going to want to question all my employees. They will stay behind after closing. You need to leave before they catch you. Through back door, open and close door slowly. It is well oiled but noisy on the jamb. Go into the alley, run and do not look back. I will handle everything else."

Seems kindness isn't dead after all. Noelle thought to herself as she looked at the massive woman. If Noelle was going to be cocky, she would say that they have no idea who she even was. That she was just some teacher for some shitty Savior school up in Silver Hills. But, if they find an illegal gun on Noelle, it doesn't matter what they know or think, it's over for her. "Thank you." Noelle whispered as she slowly walked over to the door. "I will... repay you at some point." She slowly opened the door as Audrey instructed, before she stepped through halfway, and said. "Consider me a friend..."

"And I'll consider you in my debt until you settle your police issue. Go!" She shooed Noelle out the door and turned to grab a few plates, some slices of apple pie and some forks for the officers waiting at the front counter. After all, it was rather rude to leave two police officers without their pie.

Noelle nodded her head, leaving Audrey without a word as she left. Noelle had little intention of actively repaying that debt, as she would most likely never see this woman again. It's a big city out there, and the two of them are just ants in it. Running parallel to each other. But, as she glanced at Audrey for the last time for the night...

... If they were to meet again, she wouldn't mind repaying that debt.
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