H: Okay, let’s do this… Okay so what do we do?
Harbinger quickly speeds to a house nearby, delivers a parcel and comes back immediately
T: Can you… stop doing that in the middle of conversation please? What I mean to do is group up some select individuals, including myself, and form a team. So far it’s me and you, and I have someone in mind to add to that roster, but only if she will accept.
H: Who is this ‘she’? Are they your… girlfriend?
(gtg)
T: What? No! Her name is Liz, and although she didn’t tell me, she was a legacy. We need to go and find her. Follow me.
H: Do you have any idea where she is or are we on a wild goose chase?!
(its a power that i forgot to put on his thing w8 ill change it)
While this is going on, Hugh walks down from the other end of the street.
T: Of course I know where she- wait, what was that? I sense a legacy nearby… there shouldn’t be… Here he is now. Talking to Hugh. Hello…
H: Um, hi!
T: Well, this is a bit blunt, but are you a legacy?
H: What? Are you?
T: Yes. Now are you?
H: Uh, yeah?
T: Ok, you’re coming with us.
H: Hey wait… You’re a legacy too right? Cool… I’ve never met another!
T: No time to chit-chat. There will be plenty of time later.
Thomas grabs Hugh by the arm and half drags him to the building that he saw Liz go into previously.
T: To the guards Hello, you may recognise me, I’ve come before, is Liz in?
T: Hey! WHERE IS LIZ???
Thomas activates his aura.
T: CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHERE LIZ IS? Please.
Pierre walks out of the Rodgers Center, arriving at the scene Thomas has created.
“Sir, stand down. What exactly do you need?”
T: Thank you. Someone serious. A couple of days ago, my friend Liz walked into this place, coming past these guards with their approval. Now they claim to have never seen her!
Pierre shakes his head.
“Liz is not a resident of or staff hired by this building — merely a relative of one of our freelancers. We cannot disclose her location, and even if we could we don’t know where she is, regardless… will that be all?”
T: What? Really? Can you at least tell us who that “freelancer” is?
T: Shit. Well, let’s go guys.
He walks off and the others follow him.