The Windy City was his newest home. Sure it was crowded and would make it easier for his enemies to hide, well his smaller enemies at least, the larger ones would still stick out. Yes even in the skyscrapers of Chicago the Sentinels that had been chasing Sly Marone would be easy to spot. He hadn't seen one in about three weeks though, and he had been in Chicago for one. He had found an abandoned office in an alleyway in a dark part of town. It was near the outskirts on the north end, a brick building which was well sheltered from the wind. The door had been locked, but he took care of that with a paper clip and a knife. Sure he had powers, strong ones to boot, but one hid him from view fading into the shadows, and the other was a dark energy blast that only effected organic beings, so the door would have been immune to it.<br/><br/>This particular day had started so well, the sun was shining in Chicago with only a light breeze, not something that happened often. Sly had recently washed the few clothes he had, he put on a black plain t-shirt which hugged close to his muscles, a pair of black cargo style pants, then some black boots. He threw on his black trench coat and made his way out the door. The sun greeted his face as he made his way to the street, the crowded sidewalks full of people headed to work. He blended in with the crowd as he made his way to a local diner. He didn't have money, well not much at least, but he had made a friend there so breakfast, a small one at least, was always free.<br/><br/>The quaint diner,<i>Dave's Place</i>, was hopping this morning as Sly pulled up to the barstool on the far end from the door. It didn't seat many people, ten at the bar, ten booths which could hold up to four people each. He saw his favorite person, well at the moment at least, her name was Sarah, a middle aged woman who was big boned but obviously tried hard to keep her weight in check. She had short red hair, freckles on her face, and a bright smile this morning. "So the usual sugar?" she said as she came toward him with a fresh cup of coffee. Sly nodded to her in approval thankful for what she did for him.<br/><br/>The food provided was just a small egg over medium, two slices of precooked bacon, toast, and a small helping of hashbrowns to go with some coffee, but it was satisfactory. He ate it, smiled, and thanked Sarah before he left the diner. Unfortunately after he left the diner shit went downhill in an awful quick hurry. Three men, each one taller than his 5'10" frame and well built, approached him, they had dark sunglasses on and were dressed like they were from the FBI or some other three letter agency. The one in the middle spoke as they all looked like they were reaching for a weapon, "Sylvester Marone, you need to come with us."<br/><br/>"Like hell I fucking do you shitbag." Sly blasted them each quickly, not enough to kill them, but he was sure it would provide him time to run. Which is exactly what he did. He heard them curse behind him as he ran. His heart raced as he turned around a block, unfortunately he was in the opposite direction to get back to his hide out soon. He hid into the nearest alley he could find, melding into the shadows. The men ran passed the alley and Sly waited for a long time, hours as a matter of fact before he headed out.<br/><br/>Sly made his way to Millenium park where he found a bench to sit on. That was when he saw her, a woman who caught his gaze with amazement. Immediately he stood and flashed a grin that indicated he wanted to have some fun. Not in a bad way, just some good old fashion fun. Her gray eyes were different, but he couldn't quite pinpoint it though. In a world with mutants and aliens he had been used to seeing all sorts of different things. There was something off about her, but he couldn't pinpoint it. Still he figured he would try his charm. "Hey there good lookin' I have had a hell of a morning, wanna go for a walk or perhaps something more adventurous?"<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="101" data-username="@Lady Scarlet" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/101/">@Lady Scarlet</a>