"Welcome aboard."  Nákkít sounded amused as she turned to regard the Spoiler, the airlock's inner hatch closing behind him.  She was a slim, dusky-skinned woman who favored a dark, tight full-bodied costume with a broad cloak and golden highlights; up close, her smile was surprisingly bright and her voice only lightly accented.  Red lights blinked from above as the Eye's security systems focused on the newcomer.  "You've made quite an impression these last few days."<br/><br/>It probably wasn't the Eye's innermost room, but it was still at the cutting edge of metahuman enforcement technology, impressive even by the Spoiler's standards; viewscreens around the room displayed the Earth's continent's in outline and noted events of interest in many colors.  One was blinking a bright orange in southern Texas, and several more in Europe.  The whole room was a bright chrome, with a number of comfortable-looking chairs, although neither of the occupants were sitting.<br/><br/>"Look, I just don't think we should be letting people in while -- I mean, there's the thing with Chilly Pete and --" Empyrea quieted down as the other woman looked at her, but didn't look terribly pleased.  Her blonde hair was just long enough to be tied back, and her outfit was all bluish-green in various hues, fitting her rather nicely.  Both Task Force members wore high-tech belts studded with bizarre circuitry, although neither of them really needed it to survive in outer space if it came to it.  "Fine, fine."<br/><br/>"As I said, welcome aboard," Nákkít uttered coolly, the viewscreens changing as she examined them.  "Not to pry, but you said you're not here for any particular reason?"