<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Tuesday, January 14th - 12:30pm</strong></span><br/><em>Entrance to Cathedral</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9wHAQ9L.jpg)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Adam Kincaid (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15321133#msg15321133)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Jeans, tee-shirt, faded green jacket<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Arriving at Cathedral<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>-<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Antigone, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Almost a full minute had passed since Adam had knocked on the door and he was beginning to wonder if anyone was going to answer.  Then again, he supposed this was a fairly large place and knocking would be easy to miss if no one was near the front door.  He had just spotted the bell and was beginning to feel like an idiot for not ringing it rather than knocking when the door would finally open.  A part of him had really been hoping that it would be CJ to answer the door in a wonderful case of pure lucky coincidence, but he would've just settled for a somewhat friendly face.  That was not at all what he got as instead, he got someone that looked like they were on the verge of being ready for combat.  Full armor, a sword, the words.  And the tone of their initial greeting, if one could call it that, clearly was not one of welcome.<br/><br/>The situation only got weirder when she then seemed to have a conversation with herself, chastising herself for the way she had greeted him.  She would then look at him and the way she greeted him now was a bit more normal, though still lacking a bit of friendliness to it.  Still, at least she offered her name and asked how she could help him.  Though the fact that there was a sword hovering, literally hovering, only a few inches from her hand did not help the situation and a part of him wondered if he was better off just turning around and leaving.  But he was already here and he had promised CJ that he would meet her here and the only way that happened was if he actually got in the place.  And right now, that meant dealing with this deeply uncomfortable situation and trying not to give her any reason to lay a hand on that broadsword.<br/><br/><strong>"My name's Adam Kincaid,"</strong>he said as he finally found his voice after a few seconds of uncomfortable silence,<strong>"I've heard that this is a safe place for mutants to come.  And I was also supposed to be meeting a friend of mine here, though I don't know if she's made it here or not."</strong>He paused as he looked past her, almost like he was hoping that he would see CJ standing behind here with that look of "gotcha!" on her face that she often wore when she had pranked him.  Because, at least to him, there was no way that this wasn't some sort of prank.  Then again, he got this air from the woman in front of him that she wasn't the one to help participate in practical jokes and pranks.  So with this not being some sort of joke by his long time friend, it meant that this was for real and he needed to figure out how to handle the situation.<br/><br/><strong>"Actually, I was told that I was supposed to ask for Marley?"</strong>he half said, half asked,<strong>"She's supposed to be the one in charge of this place, right?"</strong>He hoped that that would be enough to start to get this process rolling, but he was still more than a little wary of the woman in front of him.  The armor, the sword, the way she spoke, it told him that there was something unusual about her, but he wasn't looking to be a jerk to her.  He just wanted to make sure that he was able to accomplish his goal of meeting with Marley and establishing a place for himself here while he waited for CJ to also arrive.