<i>"Guhhh..."</i>Sarah's stomach scrunched together as Nicole dragged her through the door.<i>"So this is how ghosts feel, ugh, I think I won't do any haunting after I die..."</i>It wasn't that the sensation of stepping through the door was so terrible, but it felt so strange that is made Sarah physically discomforted. She would likely have a far greater reaction to the experience normally, but today had already thrown a lot her way, making it hard for Sarah to really feel anything at all about the situation. Still, the temperate air of the living room proved to be a welcome change from the sweltering hell the training hall had been turned into by Helga, so Sarah quickly recovered from her initial shock.<br/><br/>It was only when Nicole cleared her throat that Sarah noticed ISIS talking about their mission, but she didn't pay it any attention unlike Jenny and Nicole.<b>"Yea, leaving was probably best."</b>Sarah shrugged, replying as Nicole scribbled down her name for the mission.<i>"I pity the one who will have to deal with her after she's cooled down enough to put her flames away."</i>Sarah shrugged half-heartedly, trying to make some conversation while taking the pen from Nicole. She carelessly noted down her name beneath Nicole, clearly not caring as much as Jenny about what their mission would entail.<br/><br/>Sarah didn't react as the other woman leaned in closer, though she frowned slightly as Nicole whispered in her ear.<b>"To answer your question maybe you should look into something like that before you try your powers, you might find you don't need them at all."</b>A soft blush colored Sarah's cheeks at Nicole's words, which was only intensified by the sly wink, proving that mutant powers weren't at all needed to affect people's desires. With wide eyes, Sarah watched Nicole  walk away, before turning her gaze aside after catching herself staring at the woman's rear. She bit nervously on her lower lips while scowling at Jenny nearby, as if daring the athlete to breathe a word of this to anyone else.<br/><br/>Embarrassed, Sarah left Jenny at the board and ascended the stairs, ignoring the three near the television as she walked past. With ISIS's directions, Sarah was able to quickly find her room. Dumping her bag on the bed, she pulled out what little belongings she had and left them scattered on the bed. Worn clothes, a towel, some food and a half-full bottle of water. The entire sum of her life not even worth twenty bucks.<i>"What have I gotten myself into?"</i>She muttered quietly to herself. Leaving her meagre possessions on the bed, Sarah stripped and walked into the shower. Turning the hot water on, she leaned against the shower wall while it poured onto her thin body, forming droplets and streams on her bare skin, washing away the grime and dust of her street life.<i>"ISIS, are those superhero outfits or whatever ready yet? I can't really walk around in rags now I have a properly paying job. Hmmmm, I really need to go clothes shopping once I get my first paycheck."</i>Sarah closed her eyes and smiled, not even caring right now if the AI heard her here.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>