<div align="center"><strong>The Ferret Slips In</strong></div><br/>Ferret, as she had thought of herself for years now to the point that only when someone addressed her by her given or last name did she remember she even had another name, walked up to Headquarters. She studied the place as she approached it, as she always did. She entered the security area and entered. She stood quietly and waited as the guards ran her through the protocol paces, moving when she was supposed to, turning as well, retina and biometric scans when they came. Finally cleared, she went on through and entered Headquarters proper.<br/><br/>Her eyes darted everywhere, and to any watching her, it would be in amazement that she still kept her forward motion while doing so. She made her unusual way to the War Room I and ever so quietly slipped inside without disturbing the partially opened door. She quietly stood to the side and watched the projection and listened to Siouxsie as she started to speak, having arrived just as the lights dimmed. Her eyes never left the projections as they changed. Every bit of information being filed away in her head in some sort of bizarre filing system only she understood. She made no move or comment at Siouxsie’s question, waiting for her to continue. Questions could come after all information was given and they weren’t answered by then.<br/>