<div class="floatright">(http://www.mf08s.com/m/ent/uploadfile/201103/24/20110324124458763.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Valerie 'Myriad' Dobson (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=119101.msg5198980#msg5198980)<br/>Sex: Female  Age: 24<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Game Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Saves</strong>: Tough: +1, Fort: +4, Ref: +5, Will: +4<br/>Attack Bonus: +4 (Ranged: +4, Melee: +6, Grapple: +7)<br/>Attacks: Unarmed Attack, +6 (DC 16)<br/>Defense: +6  (Flat-footed: +3), Knockback: +0<br/>Initiative: +2<br/>Val 1(NYC) Health:  Hero Points: 0<br/></div></div><hr/><strong>NYC, Safehouse</strong><br/><br/>"Question is," Myriad says as a pair of her sits down while the others move back and forth in the room. "What do we do with this info? I mean they.. Hades, had to know that I'm mostly in California but that I've got a few forms here in New York. Why not route the package through the NYC office? Or what would I do with this info? Do I go to the cops? The feds? Who do we trust with this info?"<br/><br/>Myriad drummed her fingers on the table, sounding odd doing it in two spots in synch as she mulled things over.<br/><br/>"This is the part of the popular thing that sucks. Do I try to outsource this? Or look into it myself." She sighed. "And is it right of me to ask either of you to help out? I mean I owe you both already and it seems wrong to drag you into this without considering that this is going to be VERY deadly. Unlike me, you two only have one life." She sighed.