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Location- HIVE CAFETERIA Subject - NICOLAI


Nicolai was more than happy with the silent companionship offered by his table mate, but manners dictated he at least make an attempt at conversation. Unfortunately few people seemed to remember the fact that while Nicolai was going on 23, the last time he had spoken to a woman directly his own age was.. a good 4 and a half years ago.


Lucky for him, (or unluckily) another young woman, this time a brunette, strolled up and energetically struck up a conversation with ....Evangeline? Did he remember correctly? Regardless, Nicolai stayed silent through the exchange, quietly observing the brunette, eyes lingering on her scar for a brief period of time before disregarding it.


He shook himself, thinking :


" After all, the mutilation didn't make the monster, .... did it?"





Regardless, Nicolai kept his mouth shut and focused on making his food disappear into his stomach... with insane speeds as he rapidly, but politely devoured first the sausage, then the rest of his meal with neat, timely precision.


Feeling oppressed by the noise and growing irritation at the table, Nicolai stood and did a small bow.


"Excuse me Ladies, I have an appointment with some Vitamin E and a cup of Tea..."





He smiled briefly before doing an about face on his heel. Strutting out of the Cafeteria and into the hallway again, He steadily made his way to the Lobby Elevator, Which was, sad to say, playing the exact same annoying ditty from earlier, only the Volume was much louder now. Nicolai Listened patiently as the Elevator went through the simple, yet oddly time consuming task of sinking a small 10 ft to the Ground floor. When the doors opened, he was greeted cheerfully by a Doorman, portly and amiable, he acted as if Nicolai was just another guest, holding the door for him as heavily coated Man marched out of Hive and into the boulevard. Turning his collar up against the breeze, he began trudging towards the Downtown area. There was a coffee shop within walking distance he liked to spend his free afternoons in... Besides, a nice calming cup of tea and a quiet walk sounded quite soothing to his grating nerves.
 
Smooth Cafe


As Rikarah raises an eyebrow, waiting for Midas to stand and join her to follow her outside, she is observing him impassively. It will be difficult for him to pass as a civilian, she can see, during his periods of down time from missions, looking as he does. She supposes, if he were to be found worthy of joining the ranks of Division, they would find ways to disguise him as needed, as they have with others. He is young, but appears to have control, if not accurate information about Division and its workings. She has not yet disillusioned him of his presumptions. There will be no need to give him more accurate information if he does not prove himself able enough to even be given a serious shot at joining.


"Have you ever fought an opponent before?" she asks neutrally as she begins to walk toward the door without glancing back, expecting Midas to follow.
 

Best Western - Ground floor;room 147




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Vidic strolled into his room,and said to Derrick, "Welcome to Vidic Fontaine's Office of Division Intelligence." He chuckled slightly at his joke. "To buisness." He strode over to his desk,and sat down. As he opened his laptop and pressed the power button,he said, "This is more for us to rally and get some planning and intel sorted out. As you both probably know,one of HIVE's kids up and vanished recently. We are to investigate because,well,this speaks ill of HIVE. I,personally wasn't able to get ant intel as of yet." His computer chimed as the login screen appeared. He pressed his thumb on a gel-filled pad on the bottom corner of the base of the machine,and looked directly at the webcam,and announced clearly, "Infinita Caro,Division,fifteen years." The computer read his thumbprint,facial scan,retinal scan,and vocal patterns. Satisfied,the computer bleeped and input his login credentials,loging into his personal account on the machine. Covering the gel-print scanner with an airtight cap,he turned back to the others.


"I'm avoiding HIVE facilities. Primarily because I'm not HIVE,and secondarily,well...It's more personal. Didn't leave them on the best of terms. Bones were broke." He sighed. "But that was fifteen years ago. We need to talk about today. Unless one of us is willing to walk into a HIVE facility and start interviewing everyone,we need to either wait for all Hell to break loose,or,raise it ourselves." After a moment,Vidic said, "That's an absolute last resort."


He pulled up some files on both Derrick and Anton. "I've read up on you two. Anton Macgreggor,no alias. You have the ability to absorb kinetic energy,and then release stored energy as you see fit,be it minor psychokenesis to emulating flight or super strength. Your dossier also mentions underground connections,since severed." He minimized Anton's file,and pulled Derrick's. "Derrick Reaves,again,no alias. You have the ability to assimilate matter,biological or otherwise,into your bodily structure,allowing your flesh to assume it's properties. Furthermore,you can assimilate inbound energy to either supercharge your other abilities,or for offensive use. Your dossier's biography is suspiciously empty,but I guess it's nothing that won't reveal itself in time." He minimized Derrick's file,and opened a drawer on the desk. He pulled out a file folder,and tossed it lightly onto Anton's face with a chuckle. He printed it off back at Division's HQ,which was out of state.


"There's my file. It has everything you need to know." He turned to face them. "I reccomend we find out who saw the missing trainee last,and who was with them last. From there,we can search out leads." He looked at the other two,awaiting their reply.
 
Derrick entered after Anton. He took a look at the place. It was unexpected. For someone with Vidic's appearance, he didn't think he could keep such a neat place. "I guess looks can really be decieving..." he thought to himself. He looked at Anton's mannerisms. Vidic took his attention with a greeting. He listened intently and tried to piece together everything that Vidic said. Seeing as he did do his homework, Derrick felt relieved and finally can brought himself to believe that Vidic can be reliable. Anton's yet to prove himself though.


There was little need for him to reintroduce himself but he felt that it was necessary. "The guys at Arlington just calls me Reaves."


Hearing Vidic say their options, Derrick thought about what would be the best course of action or if there was any alternative. He remembered something he read up at HQ before going to this mission. "Vidic, do you know if there's any similarities with the other two disappearances?" he asked him. "I've received intel that Shadow Society's people are also in the premise. It might just be speculations but maybe they have something to do with this." he said. He's thought of how they should operate. "We'll split up in two." he said. "Seeing that you can't ride with me and how you have bad blood with HIVE, Anton and I will drive there and investigate. You should locate the other agents and get them in loop of things. Aside from the need to regroup and exchange information, we need to be careful about encountering hostile supers." he told his colleagues. "If you ever encounter Shadow Soc, you have the choice to follow them but do not engage alone."
 

Best Western

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Listening intently to what the other two had to say, despite his relaxed composure, Anton was quite surprised when a stack of paper no smaller than a catholic bible was dropped on his face. The stack of papers inside scattered everywhere after landing, leaving Anton to sit back up and start gathering them together again.


"I guess you guys know me already, not much point to introducing myself again," he said, thinking back to his time spent as a gangster. It was a little startling that they could say it so casually, but this was division; his old gang would be like dust in the wind before the collective of supers.


Getting the papers back into an organized mess inside the folder, Anton looked back up around the room.


"Just tell me what needs doing."
 
Midas' face goes blank, remembering the sight of the light leaving the eyes of the first criminal he had ever encountered.He remembered when his military programming had kicked in, and he had broken the man's arms, right ankle, and finally his neck. The knife that the man had had no effect on Midas' golden body, and ended up in the man's throat instead. Midas watched as the blood leaked into the puddle he had just been in, and cried a single tear of liquid gold.


"Yes, I have fought before. I won." Midas says, following the girl. He pulls up his hood, and puts his gloves back on, concealing his golden features.
 
Exiting Smooth Cafe, side alley


Rikarah accepts Midas's brief words with a nod, her expression not revealing her thoughts. As she leads him around to the side of the cafe, she stops in the middle of its alley, casually glancing about herself.


"There is a man who caught sight of us in the cafe. From the look in his eye, I would assume that he intends harm, either to me as a female or to you, as an obvious supernatural. He will soon be joining us, I would imagine. Deal with him."


She gives no further instructions, no indications as to whether the man is superhuman or civilian, and she does not remove herself from the scene. She merely goes to lean against the alley wall, arms crossed, and waits, watching to see what Midas will do.
 
Location: HIVE Cafe


Of course, the male hadn't given her time to react. Instead, she turned towards the other HIVE member, proceeding to nod at her request.
 
Alexis nodded and sighed in relief. She sat down and proceeded to eat her food. After a few minutes, Alexis looked up at her tablemate.


"I did call you by the right name? I always worry that I get people's name wrong if I don't know them that well." Alexis smiled nervously. "Sorry. I don't mean to bother you. I can be quiet if you want."
 
Location: HIVE Cafe


She smiled and shook her head, though her mind was swirling with confusion.


Just a few minutes ago, she detested HIVE's members and their attitudes towards her, then now, suddenly two members graced her with their presence. it cionfused her so.


"You didin't get it wrong, ma'am...Though, I didn't quite get your name."
 
HIVE Cafeteria

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Alexis shook her head and laughed. "Oh I'm sorry. My name is Alexis. Alexis Higgins." She started to stick her hand across the table, then thought better. She didn't want to stick her arm in any food. Alexis looked at Evangeline. Ma'am? She had not been called that a lot. The only other people who did were young children. But it was endearing. "You can call me Alexis, or even Alex."

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On the way to the airport; heading out to San Francisco


As Hiroshi finished looking around through the locators and such, seeing that all of his teammates were already at San Francisco, he decided to leave the Central Ops station and head out from the Headquarters, making his way to the airport, where he can board a civilian airliner instead of using the Division's jet to get to where his allies are at. Man, its a good thing there were a lot of taxi's driving around to get to the airport quicker. After calling out to one of the taxi's nearby, he got in the taxi, and asked the driver to haul his way towards the airport. With a little more cash being paid for the rush, the driver nodded, and as Hiroshi asked, the driver hauled all the way to the airport, almost crashing a few cars along the way. Once they made it, Hiroshi quickly got off of the taxi, and headed right into the airport to buy a ticket. Getting on board the plane didn't take long. After buying his ticket, it only took a while for everyone to have the chance to get in the airplane. As Hiroshi got in, and looked for an empty spot to sit at, he saw a family, a happy bunch, sitting nearby from where he was at. He stared at them for a while, as the little children laughed and giggled, playing around with each other in their seats. He turned away, and took a seat beside a window, staring at the sky, as the plane starts to take off.


He wondered how life would have turned out if his family wasn't murdered, if the insurgents never even bothered them... He felt grim, being on an airplane like this, remembering about his past. Its the reason why he hates to get on civilian planes, but it was better than going on the Division's jet, so he wouldn't arouse suspicion amongst the civilian's. He should be happy, because if it wasn't for the insurgents, he would have never known about his powers, and would have been killed as well. Maybe a long nap will do me some good, at least till I make it to San Francisco.. He thought to himself, as the plane finally reaches to the skies, and as he lays back onto his seat, already dazing off.
 
Midas nods, and hides behind a dumpster near the front of the alleyway. Sure enough, a man, well muscled and angry looking, stomps towards Reflectra. He points a finger at her, and says, "I saw you with that super. If I find out you're hiding him, I swear I'll kill you both. You supers think you're all high and mighty, better than the average Joe, but you aren't. WHERE IS HE?" The man nearly shouts.


Midas steps out from his hidings spot, and runs at the man. He turns hsi clothes into solid gold, preventing him from moving. He morphs his hand into a club, and smacks the guy on the head hard enough to knock him out. Midas turns his clothes back to normal, and rests the man on the ground. He looks over to Reflectra, and says, "Poor guy."
 
Alley beside Smooth Cafe


Rikarah, watching Midas's actions, is silent for a few moments. She looks from the unconscious man on the ground to Midas, then walks over, coolly checking the man's pulse to make sure he is alive. Satisfied that his heart is beating strongly, she stands and looks Midas in the eyes.


"Leaving humans unconscious in the streets and walking away is not the best method to go with. It is very possible others may stumble across him and think him a victim of an unprovoked attack, or further injure him while he is unconscious. However, the fact that you did not aim to kill immediately is a point in your favor."


She begins to walk from the alley, indicating with a faint nod for him to follow. She does not look to see that he does as she continues to speak evenly.


"Let us go for a walk, Midas."


It is her intention to find or create a similar situation in which to further observe him. It appears he has a glimmer of potential, but enough to recruit to Division? That she is unsure of.
 
Midas pulls up his hood, and drags the man back to the shop. When all of the people looked over to him, unable to make out his face, and all of them wearing the same mask of confusion, he says, "He almost got mugged. The guy knocked him out, but I beat the crap outta him before he could do any more harm. Please call the authorities."


Midas sits the man up at a booth, and buys him some coffee from his own tab. He calmly walks out of the door, and back to the alleyway. Reflectra is already 30 feet into the alleyway by the time Midas comes back, and jogs to catch up. "Sorry about that. I'm used to just helping humans get food to eat, not harming them. If I can eliminate the danger with as few casualties as possible, I think I've done a good job."
 
Leaving the alleyway


Rikarah is still not entirely pleased with this performance; Midas has, in her opinion, unnecessarily caused attention to himself and to the man, and did not come up with a fully believable excuse for the man's condition. She says nothing of her thoughts however, her face impassive as she continues to walk. When they come across The Blue Moon, a local bar which is known for its rough crowd, often including supernaturals looking for easy prey, she leads him inside with no explanation of her intentions. She merely sits at the bar, coolly ordering a drink, and waits; she is sure that something will occur in which she can further observe Midas's response.
 
Clarity's apartment


Mimori watched as the men enter her apartment one by one. Plague dragged in the "supercreep" across the room and on the couch. Vanish walked through the door a few minutes later. How come he didn't use his powers to get up here? Mimori asked. And... where did he get that book from? The only person left to arrive was Fuilteach. Mimori was waiting for the door to open, not realizing that Fuilteah had assimilated through the vent on the other side of the living room. When she heard his voice, she quickly turned her head, startled. "Showoff," Mimori mumbled under her breath at his entrance. The trick itself was, admittedly, impressive.


"I don't know, I guess we wait until he gains consciousness." She said, answering Fuilteach's question. She grabbed the duct tape and walked back to the living room. She looked at Supercreep, and thought of how comfortable her couch is. "Maybe we should strap him in a chair." Mimori suggested.
 
San Francisco, Clarity's apartment on Main


When Wade walked in and lowered his book, he couldn't help but laugh at what Mimori held. "Duct tape? Classic! Didn't think people actually, you know, used it to tie people up in real life...." He sat down on a chair near the doorway and tossed the torn paperback into a trashcan, not even giving it a second glance. "I got the book in a dumpster outside," he explained.


His vision was caught by a wavering of the blood in one of the vents. He stared at it for a moment, watched it liquidify. "Mimori, behind you," he said, suddenly, standing up. But by then, the blood had risen up and congealed into first a blob of blood, which Vanish shrank away from, then Fuilteach.


Wade collapsed into his chair. "Man, you gave me a scare right there," he muttered.
 
The Lounge


"Oh, yeah, about that. Um, you see, I probably already know that I'm supposed to be here," he began, not really knowing what he should say. He was getting the impression that the girl was in a hurry, and he wanted to make this quick. "I was wondering why."


I probably know why I'm here, he thought. I just can't remember.





The atmosphere around him Reisuke began to grow cold. He felt as if this has happened before. his hands were also starting to feel like it was extremely cold, but strangely enough, Reisuke could feel no discomfort at all. He knew that this had to do with why he was here.


"Aha, I probably know why I'm here, too. I just need reminding. My memory's horrible," he chuckled quietly, nervously awaiting an answer. "Kinda chilly, huh?"
 
Location: HIVE cafe


The female bobbed her head, though frowned as the female retracted. But of course, assuming the worst, she probably knew about whatever the other HIVE members speak of behind her back. She'd already begun to raise her hand to shake the others, but once Alex retreated, she did as well. Though, she would not allow her disappointment to show. Instead, she allowed for a pleasant smile.


"So, Alex... You heard of the missing HIVE member, right?"
 

HIVE Cafeteria




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Alexis nodded, her mood going serious. She had heard, although she did not know the missing member well.


"I heard about it. I don't know too much about the situation though. I was away for a while for family business. But I know we need to find them." Alexis had felt bad for being away when it happened even though no one else had said anything about it to her. Alexis shrugged. "What do you think happened?"
 
San Francisco - Clarity's Apartment, Main Street


Entering the apartment finally, the costumed man pulled and tugged the other super roughly across the room, hefting him up onto the couch with an audible grunt. The guy wasn't small and seemed even heavier than he looked. It could have been the lack of sleep though...


Pushing the thought out of his head, Plague stood and moved his head toward the girl to say something, his words cut short by the appearance of Fuilteach and the female murmured talk of the other being a 'showoff'. The leather coated man just shook his head. "Nice trick," he said plainly, turning to look at the unconscious super once again as Mimori voiced her opinion on what to do with the knocked out male. Looking over just in time to see her with a roll of duct tape, Plague sighed and shook his head. "Christ, you kids watch too many crime shows."


Reaching into the pocket of his coat, he produced four zip-ties and held them out. "First time tying someone up?" he said in a scolding manner, voice more icy than he'd intended. Not only was the various stress of his sleepless day grating at him, but it would seem the rest of the 'team' he was on were inexperienced in his eyes.
 
Location: HIVE Cafe


Evangeline crinkled her nose upon the notion, leaning onto the table for whatever reason she found necessary and rested her chin upon the heel of her palm. She stared forward, as if in thought, ebony hair slipping onto her line of view as she was silent. Evangeline again allowed her violet eyes to settle upon the female.


The subject matter was bothersome, she found it quite worrying to bear the information in mind. Even if she knew nothing of the member that had gone missing. Though, she couldn't help but admit that it tweaked her curiosity. It could've been a super. One of her own kind. Although she dare not say the suspected culprit, she knew there was great possibility that it could've been one. After all, what were the odds that the HIVE member was attacked by a mere human? Moronic, to say the least, that someone would even consider that possibility.


"The higher ups should be conducting searches for him, right?"
 
Location: Clarity's apartment





Fuilteach simply folded his arms at the girl's and the jumper's comments. He walked up to Plague and the super and helped Plague with the zip-ties. He made sure they were tight and suggested that they use multiple, seeing as how this guy was a monster in strength. He knew that he could bind the man with his blood, but Fuilteach was feeling weak at that moment. He needed time for his blood to circulate more to be added. However, that didn't mean that he still couldn't torture this guy. Maybe he'd start with safety pins under the fingernails. Or removing eyelids, or teeth. So many options...
 

The HIVE:


Lounge




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At the boy’s answer to her question, Mary was left just as confused as he looked, looking back to expect Charlie still being behind her. Of course he wasn’t, and her grey eyes trailed back to the boy in front of her, kind of shrugging. “You’re a hero, right?” she noted, suddenly feeling the cold blast her was talking about prick deeper into her skin. “You’re here for training or missions…” she trailed; if she at least knew the boy’s name or power this would help a lot more.


Then almost to make sure she continued the train of thought, “You know where we are, right? This is The Hillcrest Institute, for Heroes in training…” she explained. “There’s also a team of HIVE agents… that do missions” she noted, almost quirking an eyebrow


“Any idea on your powers?” she wondered.
 
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