<span style="color: #FF0000">Drake looked at him unafraid of this man. Did he think he was stupid enough to enter a magic users home without a magic jammer? He really did underestimate him. â€œOne...you are the one using technology based television instead of magically based television therefore VIKKI already knows where you are. Two...covering the hole is not my concern as it was you who left it open in the first place. Otherwise I would have had to actually open the hole instead of merely dropping in. Three....because we are the only hope humankind has for survival. Four...I hate to inform you but you are highly delusional in thinking VIKKI does not already know you are here. She may not know you are one of us but you are never and have never been off the grid. You are not far enough underground to be off the grid. Five...do you really think that I would be stupid enough to enter the home of a magic user without having the ability to prevent magic use on me? No. I am equipped with a magic based magic jammer which prevents me from using most magic and of course completely prevents opposing magic to be used on me.â€<br/><br/>He paused for a moment. â€œI just wanted to give you some things to think about. VIKKI knows where you are. As long as you are still this far above ground you are never off the grid. She does not know you are one of us and thus you have not been deemed a threat. It is only a matter of time though before you make even the slightest mistake and thus become deemed threat worthy. Whether you are on your own or have a whole team backing you when that time comes...is entirely up to you. I canâ€™t make you join but you might want to think about the fact your very life rests on a ticking time bomb so long as you are even this far above ground and on your own. That said...I shall return at a later time. Oh and...you might want to close your own door. I will not be leaving that way.â€<br/><br/>With that all said completely calmly he walked into the shadows and shadow warped himself to the location of the zoo. Stopping he spoke to his head of intelligence. â€œKeep an eye on the cocky arrogant man in the manhole location. I am going on. I am sending Lyno to help with the underground. He was given his orders before I left. For now radar and information contact only. Verbal contact must be nonexistant. In a ground zero of VIKKIâ€™s.â€ That said he began to follow the blinking dot towards a hopefully less arrogant possible ally.<br/><br/>He arrived at the new location in time to watch from the shadows the whole scene that went down. Frowning as that had been too close. He would need to speak to his head of intelligence later. He frowned more. He sent an encrypted message to driver and the other man. Informing them to take the tunnel crossroads and bypass any further cities until they get to Nowhere, Nevada. Then proceed with normal caution at a high level. His rebels had been too close to capture. He waited for the male as he was impressed with his magic. He walked out yet stayed non threatening. â€œPretty impressive skills you got there. Never seen a power like that before.â€ He looked at him. â€œThanks for helping my men out. By the time I got here you had the situation under control.â€ he looked around and searched for VIKKI drones.<br/><br/>â€œI shall introduce myself. I am Drake. I the leader of the rebellion against VIKKI. Nearly all of us are magic users like yourself.â€ He formed a fireball in his hand then smothered it by closing it into a fist. â€œPoint is we need to gather more of our own. We need to take VIKKI down and regain our world. Truth is us magic users are the only ones who have the means and power to do so. What you go by?â€ He could so see code naming this guy Shapeshifter.</span><br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>(be getting this guys profile up soon as he may come in and out of the storyline)<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">Lyno popped his neck as he watched the man the intelligence head sent to take on the muscle mass that was the guy they needed to recruit. Second he saw the idiot she sent he shook his head. Desk jockey. No muscle mass. He was surprised guy wasnâ€™t KOed in seconds. He personally knocked the fucker out with a single blow but to each their own. He rolled his eyes and stretched. Standing there in just his jacket and pants. His red hair tied back in a ponytail. A cigarette dangling from his lips. â€œHeh...not bad beating up a desk jockey. How about taking on a real man and not a shrimp this time?â€ He asked with a smirk. He flipped into the ring and stretched out.<br/><br/>He was not as built muscle as this guy but he could pack a punch. He could pack a punch and mix it up magic style. He still had the cigarette in his mouth. Inhaling and blew out a stream of smoke. â€œLets dance street style. I win you come join the Rebels. You win...weâ€™ll discuss that when it happens. Truth is...Iâ€™m a sucker for so called punishment cuz I am not leaving until I drag your ass outta here and into the real fights. That said...best two rounds out of three. Got it tough guy? Your ring your move.â€ He said. His tone confident but not cocky. He took up a street fighters stance. â€œBring it on Rocky...lets do this Ali style.â€</span>