<div align="center">(https://lasentinel.net/wp-content/uploads/sites/5/2017/09/ENT-Heroes_Taraji-P.-Henson_IMG-1jpg.jpg)(http://www.nerdfectstrangers.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/ayj4-1024x576.jpg)(https://images6.alphacoders.com/873/thumb-350-873151.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>NAME:</strong> PROJECT CADMUS<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Cadmus Command Center, Underground Facilities<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Running Cadmus with brutal efficiency, Finding Intruders, Engaging<br/>(Optional)<strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Metal Gear Solid Alert Theme  (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEvzFcqKbXw)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>[REDACTED]</span><br/><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> At Waller's command, the pods holding the G-Gnomes were opened, hissing as the pressure released and allowed the tiny critters with extremely powerful psionic abilities free from their imprisonment. Each Gnome was assigned to a handler, who in turn was assigned to a small squad of soldiers. That meant anywhere between 30 and 50 guards were about to be roaming the floors, giving them a thorough sweep to find out if Amanda's senses were as good as she believed them to be. <br/><br/>With efficiency being what it was at CADMUS, it took maybe five minutes for all of the squads to be prepared collectively, and then they all moved out, splitting up as they headed to higher or lower floors to search. "Okay, boys. Show mama who's running around uninvited." Still in the comm center, she was watching every camera they had access to like a hawk; she was determined to find someone because she <em>knew</em> something was wrong. Her gut had never steered her wrong before, and she was confident it wouldn't tonight either.<br/><br/>Axel Kinneman, known as "Frontman" for his squad was not only the baddest ass soldier in his unit, but it's commander and the handler for G-Gnome 1, the littlest of the tiny creatures, but also one of the most powerful. "Sweep of Sub Level 22 complete, no intruders found. Headed up to Level 21. Frontman, out."<br/><br/> Despite CADMUS being stacked on top of itself, each floor was very large, so there was still lots of ground to cover. For almost a full five minutes, Frontman and the group searched, with G1 perched on his shoulder, speaking directly into his brain as it did it's own reconnaissance. Suddenly, a ping rang out in his brain and he held up his hand to stop the squad. G1's eyes were glowing red, and it was poking at a presence it didn't recognize. It wasn't until the flare of anger that it had enough evidence to pinpoint the new brains location a visual. <br/><br/>Like he'd caught a serious intruder (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2P5qbcRAXVk) and send Frontman a mental image of who he was looking at. "Okay, boys. We got infiltrators in the computer labs. Standard protocol. Try to contain them for questioning, but if you can't...that's life," he chuckled and motioned for them to move out.  "This is Frontman, all squads converge on Sub-Level 21. They're in the computer labs." Despite being faceless soldiers, all of these men were the elite faceless soldiers of a faceless organization. They were no pushovers. And they even had a few metahumans in their number. <br/><br/>And thanks to the G-Gnomes, even those actively searching for them would more than likely miss the mark. It took far less effort than one would think to nudge thoughts and perceptions in a particular direction, even if it was completely wrong. So before the team knew it, multiple exits to the labs were filled with soldiers, just waiting to breach and clear. Finally, Frontman was confident they had enough people, so he stood closest to the door and waited before speaking quietly into his comms.<br/><br/> "Alright...take em down." The door busted open, and multiple flashbangs were tossed into the labs, exploding in blinding light and deafening noise to disorient the team as the soldiers stormed the room. "Fire at will! Remember, contain if possible!" Before they knew what was happening, gunfire erupted into the dimly lit computer labs. Waller stood and watched, curious at who had decided to try and break into CADMUS. She was honestly curious about the size of their balls because they had to be massive to attempt something so idiotic.<br/> </span><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c2/d3/09/c2d309ce36378e30a8b7d70b94f8fc1f.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Project XIII<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Control Suit<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Project Cadmus<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Waking Up<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open</span><br/><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Once again, the darkness was all he could think about in the brief moments he'd fight free from the induced coma they kept him in for their own safety. If asked why the caged bird sings, he would have been able to give hundreds of answers. But that would involve being able to speak on his own, think on his own, exist on his own. <br/><br/>Things never allowed before, and that would never be allowed. But each awakening was a blessing, so this time, when the stupor was stripped away and his eyes opened, he allowed the briefest of smiles, because he was awake. And even if he was a tool, it was better than being asleep and alone in the cold and darkness of the dreamless void. "Thirteen, we need you to prepare for battle. Your suit has been prepared. You know what to do." He didn't say a word as his pod was opened, and all the fluid keeping him asleep and floating gushed out onto the grates below. <br/><br/>He only coughed, spitting out that which as always had seeped into his lungs, then stood up and walked over to the battle suit that let them control him with even more efficiency from behind their little computer screens. He strapped it on, then waited as the helmet was lowered. It took a few seconds for the HUD to power up, but once it did, he started receiving orders loud and clear. And for now, his order was to wait to see what the soldiers did with the intruders.<br/></span>