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Inertia"Oh for fucks sake, can someone get her out of here?", Cole said in response to Theo passing out. Not a moment later after saying that did he notice Car-tali enter the bar. "Good you're here. Take a seat", he gestured to the now vacant table seat. "Gentlemen, this is Car-tali, the ex-DMA I spoke about. Now, last night so said you weren't on best of terms with the MRF and the DMA. Why?".
DMA Blacksite, Manhattan
DMA Agent Erin Noore sat before a series of monitors as she kept watch over the site and her yet to arrive partners. Some showed the security footage throughout and around the building while others displayed the security cameras near potential mark locations and were accompanied by audio recordings. The most impressive was the 4k resolution of the central monitor which had the digital files of multiple high priority targets, a direct comm link to DMA HQ upstate, and lastly Netflix. All this information was simultaneously being monitored by Agent Noore...more or less. Of course when the elevator dinged upon reaching her floor she didn't notice. It wasn't until smoke began to cloud her vision did she look to find it's origin. Once she realized it was Pariah, Noore scrambled to get out of her seat and switch off Netflix from her screen. "Agent Noore, Intelligence Analyst", Noore stood at attention but it did little to impress Pariah who cringed upon seeing how much of a greenhorn Noore was. "Save it. What have you found?", Pariah asked bluntly as she dragged a chair over to the monitors.
"Well, the security camera's overlooking the blacksite doesn't show any activity. If it did any unidentified personnel entering the field of view would trigger an alarm. No word from HQ but that's because they want something from us first, I'll tell them you've arrived once you see this..", Noore pressed a button and one of the multiple security cams were brought up. It showed what looked to be an orphanage but the inside could not be seen only the street view. Pariah raised a brow before asking, "What am I looking at?".
"Dammit hold on, I turned off the audio recordings", Noore laughed awkwardly before pressing a key and immediately the audio was restored. "Ummm are you Cia? I'm Jessica from the Conclave. Maybe they told you about me? I'm here to lend you a hand", a female voice spoke and her words caused Pariah to once again raise her brow but this time due to her being impressed. "Not bad we have a mark. You an I.D. on those names?", Pariah asked as she stared into the screen.
"Nothing yet, whoever that Cia is she isn't working at the orphanage through legitimate means. As for Jessica, nothing in our archives for known Conclave members mentions her. If I had a photo of her it would make things a lot easier"
"I could get you a photo, hell I could get you the girl herself if you want"
"Are you insane?! That's a whole orphanage of metas!"
"I have a plan, I'm not going in guns blazing"
"Hey if you're bringing her back then take the capture kit. We can't compromise the site"
"No shit, Sherlock. Go back to watching your movies. I'll be back soon", Pariah took the elevator down to the garage. A black SUV was parked there along with a few APCs and other vehicles. In the trunk of the nearest AOC was a black duffel bag. Pariah picked it up and carried it into the SUV. Once in the driver's seat she turned the ignition and drove out once the garage doors opened.
Upon arrival to the orphanage, Pariah hid the duffle bag in the back seat and stowed her SWC-Volt in there as well. "Noore, I'm here. See anything?", Pariah asked into her earpiece and with a mouthful of popcorn Noore replied, "Yea, I shee yu. Nuthin sho far".
"Are you fuckin serious?!", Pariah sighed in frustration before exiting the car. She walked to the front door but to her surprise she wasn't alone. "John, the hell are you doing here"
DMA Blacksite, Manhattan
DMA Agent Erin Noore sat before a series of monitors as she kept watch over the site and her yet to arrive partners. Some showed the security footage throughout and around the building while others displayed the security cameras near potential mark locations and were accompanied by audio recordings. The most impressive was the 4k resolution of the central monitor which had the digital files of multiple high priority targets, a direct comm link to DMA HQ upstate, and lastly Netflix. All this information was simultaneously being monitored by Agent Noore...more or less. Of course when the elevator dinged upon reaching her floor she didn't notice. It wasn't until smoke began to cloud her vision did she look to find it's origin. Once she realized it was Pariah, Noore scrambled to get out of her seat and switch off Netflix from her screen. "Agent Noore, Intelligence Analyst", Noore stood at attention but it did little to impress Pariah who cringed upon seeing how much of a greenhorn Noore was. "Save it. What have you found?", Pariah asked bluntly as she dragged a chair over to the monitors.
"Well, the security camera's overlooking the blacksite doesn't show any activity. If it did any unidentified personnel entering the field of view would trigger an alarm. No word from HQ but that's because they want something from us first, I'll tell them you've arrived once you see this..", Noore pressed a button and one of the multiple security cams were brought up. It showed what looked to be an orphanage but the inside could not be seen only the street view. Pariah raised a brow before asking, "What am I looking at?".
"Dammit hold on, I turned off the audio recordings", Noore laughed awkwardly before pressing a key and immediately the audio was restored. "Ummm are you Cia? I'm Jessica from the Conclave. Maybe they told you about me? I'm here to lend you a hand", a female voice spoke and her words caused Pariah to once again raise her brow but this time due to her being impressed. "Not bad we have a mark. You an I.D. on those names?", Pariah asked as she stared into the screen.
"Nothing yet, whoever that Cia is she isn't working at the orphanage through legitimate means. As for Jessica, nothing in our archives for known Conclave members mentions her. If I had a photo of her it would make things a lot easier"
"I could get you a photo, hell I could get you the girl herself if you want"
"Are you insane?! That's a whole orphanage of metas!"
"I have a plan, I'm not going in guns blazing"
"Hey if you're bringing her back then take the capture kit. We can't compromise the site"
"No shit, Sherlock. Go back to watching your movies. I'll be back soon", Pariah took the elevator down to the garage. A black SUV was parked there along with a few APCs and other vehicles. In the trunk of the nearest AOC was a black duffel bag. Pariah picked it up and carried it into the SUV. Once in the driver's seat she turned the ignition and drove out once the garage doors opened.
Upon arrival to the orphanage, Pariah hid the duffle bag in the back seat and stowed her SWC-Volt in there as well. "Noore, I'm here. See anything?", Pariah asked into her earpiece and with a mouthful of popcorn Noore replied, "Yea, I shee yu. Nuthin sho far".
"Are you fuckin serious?!", Pariah sighed in frustration before exiting the car. She walked to the front door but to her surprise she wasn't alone. "John, the hell are you doing here"