#pdox

[onlylivinboy]

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[abstractionss]

Good Evening,

Looks like someone has been paying attention. 

Hello.

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[jeanthenorthstar]

A name. 

There had been a name left on the coffee cup, discarded along with the phone. He’d been left a name. At least, he thought it was a name. 

No results, when he searched it up. Not a name of anyone he knew. 

The name, and the excerpt- the letter that had been left. It gave him an eerie feeling, a chill down his spine. Like he was being led toward something. What? 

[missmxrcy]

Yeah Nero, who set those fires hmm?

[jeanthenorthstar]

JJ had fished around a bit to find someone to call about the Mutant Center. She had to do something. She dialed and got a woman's voice. "Hello, I'm looking for a Mr. Beaubier. It's about the Mutant Center." @agentjjkelly

The woman on the phone was asked to hold before she was put through to JP, who luckily happened to be in the office that day prepping for a zoning board meeting, trying to push for a new location for the center. 

He was alerted to a call, and took a moment to breathe, just one of the little moments throughout the day to recenter, send his mind on a moment-long vacation, before he was back to work. 

“Jean-Paul Beaubier speaking.” He settled down at his desk as he answered the phone. “You’re calling about the clinic?” 

[iamdarcylewis]

Could she see it? If she went to the rooftop, would she see the mess they’ve made?

After the call with Josh, Darcy went back inside the hospital. She felt terrible that she knew her way around the place. It was the third time this year alone that they all have been there. 

Hiding from nurses since doctors didn’t care enough, she found the way to the rooftop and there it was. Burning.

Darcy had so many questions and the only two people who could answer them were inside the building, getting treated for whatever injuries. 

In her hurry, she didn’t even see how bad it was. But her mind kept playing that camera angle, the very exact moment when they got hurt. 

They were fine, we’re fine. 

Did they find out anything? Or was it all in vain? She should’ve prepared better, she should’ve made more research about the place. She should’ve checked the cameras sooner. She should’ve done something more to avoid this mess. 

[onlylivinboy]

Eyes wide and alert, careful step after step. 

The training suit as the benefit of muffling his steps, and he’s grateful for it as he studies the wide open area. Doors and hallways- where had those two people gone? 

You need a better plan than this. 

He knows that. i know i know i know. 

Keeping to the sides, he moves with quick determination. If he could get one of them alone, then maybe. Maybe he could find something out. He feels the heat prickling at his fingertips, ready. 

With the same speed and purpose, he enters one of the hallways.

[onlylivinboy]

He just needed to slip by. 

A small open space to get through, out of the dark shadow from the side of the side of the warehouse. The prospect of getting inside-- 

   What are you going to do when you find them? 

He froze in place when the two foot soldiers turned their heads, but they were looking beyond him, into darkness. And then they moved, a key pressed into the warehouse door, and they disappeared inside. 

Gabe’s eyes darted over to JJ, only for a split second, and in the quiet he hurried on ahead to follow as discreetly as he could. One chance at this. 

Ten minutes.