<strong>Paradox and Ada (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>As Ada was panicking, J7 came across an 'archived' news article before they intruded. On that, everyone, including the metahuman at scene died, and the device was broken. Looking back beyond that, there was a faded, worn text barely intelligible. That counted the deaths in almost as high, only involving a more immediate threat, a rather powerful explosive that had taken out much of the students living in those apartments as well.<br/><br/>Each shift had at least brought the death toll down, from almost three digits to low two digits, and now a single digit. Nonetheless, as the two of them were standing around there, Ada's acquintance got up  from her table rushing over across the street. "Oh my God, no way! How are you, where have you been last couple of weeks?" The girl shouted excitedly, rushing towards Ada.<br/><br/>Without looking around too. She was lucky there was nothing coming at her at a fast speed.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Beat (Baltimore)</strong><br/><br/>Smirking a bit at his words, Noelle nod a bit after ordering a simple bagel and some coffee. "I am hoping to get a regular job, but presently I am freelancing. I got fairly good shots." She hesitated a moment but then passed the camera over. Digital, with a fair sized screen in the back to show each shot. Images from the fight, and about Beat kicking the thugs down after their attacks. The woman had taken quick shots. It was almost like reading a comic, without sound-bubbles or sound effects marked up. The<em>vibrations in the air</em>seeming to show in the powdered wood from the chair he shattered with his drumsticks.<br/><br/>"Pretty impressive." She said a bit awkwardly.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Myriad (LA)</strong><br/><br/>Hef couldn't help but have a look, smiling approvingly where as the cameraman clicked a fast shot, even if it got only a little leg in a shot, he smirked showing it at the back of the camera.<br/><br/>The view of her parting the robe, but from where he was standing, not even revealing a nipple though a lot of other curve showing, it was quite bordering decent and indecent. "I have to say you are a natural photogenic girl, the camera loves you."<br/><br/>The photographer laughed as Hef looked up and at the distance. "Looks like the girls wave us over. Lets go see the Grotto scene set up then, and have that break."<br/><br/><strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>The detective looked at Valerie seriously a moment but then nod his head. "Very well Miss Dobson, whichever way you wish to travel is fine with us, the officers will join you at the apartment and you can see if anything is missing." He smiled, but looked like he wanted to get on with the other work that seemed to have piled up, his desk showing a fair share of paper and closed file folders. There was a computer too, but it seemed a lot of work still got done on paper.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Dominic Sugar (Harvard)</strong><br/><br/>The drive from the airport did not take very long, but on arrival to the school Dominic found there was no welcoming committee to greet him. Nobody to show them how to find their way ahead. Actually, the school itself seemed rather quiet, at least first.<br/><br/>Rushing out from a nearby building a bit tired look on his face, an older man paused before Dominic to bow and offer his hand. "Mr. Sugar, sir, its-" He let out a heavy sigh trying to calm his breathing. "-an honor to have you here. I apologise, we were just a bit amazed by-" He rubbed his throat, coughing. It seemed like his voice was rather worn at the time. "-a young man that just began to prove<em>Einstein's calculations</em>about the limit of the speed of light<em>incomplete</em>." The man coughed a few times.<br/><br/>His suit was well made, and based on his picture, Dominic could recognise the Dean, but it looked like he had aged ten years in a day, so shocked was his expression.