<div class="floatleft">(http://cinedesuperheroes.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/black-panther-chadwick-boseman-t-challa-marvel-disney-captain-america-civil-war-2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Elijah Brandt (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12370187#msg12370187)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Seatle, WA | August 16, 2017 | 11:02 PM PST<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Shae, Dara, Kumiho<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Recon > Mission Start<br/><hr/><br/>He'd done plenty of ops where stealth and infiltration were key to success. This...was a lot easier than those. When it came to Tac 6, their power was practically unlimited, so the people who answered to them in any situation tended to do exactly what the Tac's wanted and nothing more, nothing less. He didn't "look" like an Evolved. He didn't act like one. He just looked like one of the hundreds of cops assigned to the area who was coming into the hotel. And if things did go bad, he'd be gone before they even knew he was there.<br/><br/>He and the maid got seperated, but he wasn't paying much attention to her. He was trying to figure the best way to get upstairs and look around. The elevators were off limits of course. That left the stairs, and outside entry. Well the problem with the outside was that he'd have to break into a room. A lot more problems than he wanted to deal with. "Stairs it is," he muttered to himself before heading into a bathroom with his head down and hat covering much of his face. The bathroom was empty, which meant he had free reign to get ready.<br/><br/>So he backed up to the wall, and drained the power from the bathroom for a bit of a boost. Then he leaned forward and took off. His speed would be the stuff of legend if anyone could react to it. Instead, he walked by one of the cops standing guard at the bottom of a stairwell. At his speed, the man was frozen in place and would feel a breeze when time resumed for him, but nothing more. He had no way of knowing where the Evolved were, because neither the cops nor Tac 6 knew. However, someone as fast as him could do a whole lot in a little time. Like search the four floors of the hotel for anything suspicious.<br/><br/>He couldn't just break into rooms(even though he could just override the electronic door locks), because that still wouldn't tell him anything. Back and forth down the 100's. Nothing. Same for the 200's. No dice. 300's? Nothing, nothing at all. He was turning the corner at the end of the hall to head up to the 4's, when something caught his attention. Lights were flickering between two of the rooms. 308 and 309. That wasn't anything too concerning. This hotel was for shit and he wouldn't be surprised about power issues. The thing that stopped him and made him zip back into the hall was that he didn't<em>feel</em>anything. He could sense electricity like normal people could see things right in front of them. So the lights flickering like mad should have meant a power fluctuation. But nothing.<br/><br/>The grid was just fine, power was going where it was supposed to. So what other explanation could there be? Aside from an Evolved maybe freaking out because the cops were stationed outside and Tac 6 was on their way? Well, his job was never easy, and there was always a risk factor involved. And he supposed he was taking a pretty big one barging into that room. But hey, he was going to find out one way or the other. May as well find out now. In the next instant, Blitzkrieg was inside 309, sitting with his legs crossed at the small table in the corner while two girls panicking way too much to not be the guilty ones packed as quickly as they could. Before they noticed him, he cleared his throat. "Don't freak out. I'm not a cop, I'm not a Tac. I'm like you, and I'm here to help."<br/><br/>