• ✧ • Tнoѕe Wнo Breαĸ тнe Mold - A ѕυperнero RP • ✧ •

((Hehe, I know what you mean, I try to use different words to describe the same things as well.))

((Thank you!
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Lee finished throwing clothes into his case, and grabbed any items in the room that he wouldn't part with, stuffing them in the bag and zipping it closed. For a moment, he looked around the room, a sigh escaping him as he thought of the situation he had got himself into. I should have went joined the Order when they offered, but, I guess I've joined now by being their informant... He thought solemnly, then grabbed his back pack and slung it over one shoulder, pulling his suitcase behind as he left the room and headed for the stairs.

Sascha looked up to the stairs as Lee came down, suitcase landing on each step with a thud as he pulled it along. "Ready?" She asked with a kind smile.

Lee nodded, then looked over to the CD player, which was now starting the third song on the disk, Summer Skin. He blinked, and shut it off, then moved passed them to the coat rack, taking off his backpack so he could put on his black coat.

Sascha glanced at Alistair for an instant, a small, almost imperceptible smile playing across her lips for that moment. Then she turned to leave as Lee opened the door, walking out into the now relatively heavy rain without looking back, he did not have to, in his eyes, he wasn't leaving anything behind. This was his new life.

• ✧ •

Dominor smiled in an approving way at Katie's display as the streetcar driver pulled them over and stopped according to his instructions, about a block away from the entrance to the Order's HQ.

The door slid open and and Dominor, soon followed by Seiko, and Mara, with Donovan taking up the rear, stepped out onto the rainswept sidewalk. Turning right, they walked at a brisk gait up the block as the streetcar drove away, the drivers mind wiped of ever encountering the imposing group.

Dominor turned into a dive bar/eatery by the name of The Foxhole, a fitting name for a place that housed one of the many entrances to their HQ. It was mostly empty, only being about eight in the morning, but there were around ten patrons, seated at the small round tables and in the leather booths eating their breakfast. At the large group's entrance, most of the people looked up, some were alarmed, others were curious, but most went straight back to eating.

Donovan new what to do from here, so without a second thought, he closed his eyes and with the mere thought of his the result he aimed for in mind, combined both Dominor's mind manipulation and Mara's sensory scrying. Which in its essence, expended his mind manipulating capabilities to reach whomever he wanted.

You never saw us, we were never here... Donovan's command entered the patron's and staff's minds without resistance, and they when back to what they had been doing prior to the strangers arrival.

Seiko smirked and strolled ahead of them, continuing into the kitchens and down the stairs to the large underground storage room, where in a back corner behind the kegs, there was a concealed door in the brick.

Dominor moved ahead of Seiko and pulled out one of the red bricks, which hid a key pad. He tapped in the long code, and the section of the wall moved back, then slid to the side, revealing a steep stair case leading down into the Seattle Underground, where the Ambroscus Order had made its home.

((Sorry about the length!))

(Oh stop apologizing for writing good posts!)

(Actually, I apologize for being unsure what to post…oh well, I'll come up with something sooner or later.)
 
(Okays, I honestly have nothing. What about a timeskip?)


((Actually, I think that's a great idea.))

SASD HEADQUARTERS
Time: 10:38
Date: February 13th, Friday.
Weather: Heavy rains.
Location: In the heart of Seattle

Lee slouched low in the back seat, listening to his iPod as Sascha drove back to the SASD HQ. The rain beat of the windows, the sounds of traffic mingling with its rhythmic patter. But then the car turned, and the rain lessened as it was cut off by the building enclosing the alley.

"We're here, Lee." Sascha said as they pulled into the underground garage.

Lee sat up and looked around curiously, "Wow..." He exclaimed as he saw the extent of the underground space with its rows upon rows of vehicles.

Sascha smiled at his reaction, pulling into her parking spot and turning off the car. She opened her door and stepped out a moment after Lee had jumped out, looking over to where he was now wide eyed, examining a motorcycle a few spaces down.
 
((Actually, I think that's a great idea.))
SASD HEADQUARTERS
Time: 10:38
Date: February 13th, Friday.
Weather: Heavy rains.
Location: In the heart of Seattle

Lee slouched low in the back seat, listening to his iPod as Sascha drove back to the SASD HQ. The rain beat of the windows, the sounds of traffic mingling with its rhythmic patter. But then the car turned, and the rain lessened as it was cut off by the building enclosing the alley.

"We're here, Lee." Sascha said as they pulled into the underground garage.

Lee sat up and looked around curiously, "Wow..." He exclaimed as he saw the extent of the underground space with its rows upon rows of vehicles.

Sascha smiled at his reaction, pulling into her parking spot and turning off the car. She opened her door and stepped out a moment after Lee had jumped out, looking over to where he was now wide eyed, examining a motorcycle a few spaces down.

(Why thank you. :) )

"You break it, you buy it," said Kastor teasingly to Lee. He grinned.
 
SOUTH SEATTLE
Location: River Otter Exhibit, Taiga Viewing Shelter, Woodland Park Zoo

Hal sat on a park bench, knees to her chin, watching the otters. She didn't like zoos, but she used to like watching the otters. Using a little of the fine art of pickpocketing, she'd grabbed enough money to get in. She wasn't ready to check the phonebook, and came here to think. It wasn't really working – mostly memories. Cotton candy and a stuffed tiger named Polka Dot. Katie with chocolate ice cream all over her face. Her mother yelling at Kastor and her father that no, the bears were not going to eat them, and would they stop scaring the girls?

Good times.

A small, sad grin crossed Hal's face for a moment. She combed her fingers through her dark hair. Great, now you're getting sentimental. She exhaled slowly, and uncurled. She walked over to the glass and took a seat beside it. "Hey guys," she muttered, "Long time, no see." I'm talking to otters? Am I actually talking to otters? "How've you been? Yeah, I suppose it is the same. Me? Oh, I've got a whale of a tale or two…"
 

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