<strong>Myriad, LA</strong><br/><br/><em>@Marie's Office</em><br/><br/>Val rolled her eyes. Clearly he couldn't take a hint. She didn't do porn. Marie didn't allow it, she wasn't interested since it killed any chance of getting out of the profession. The look told her agent what she thought and she sat back to let the agent unload on him. She was sure that she already knew who Timothy was working with and how much the budget was.<br/><br/>Sometimes, as much as she wanted to unload, it was best to let a pro do it and watch. This was totally worth her paragon ability, to see things work out and Timothy get shot down in her presence on two coasts in under two minutes.<br/><br/><em>@Street.</em><br/><br/>Val climbed up the ladder, glad that this was the one form that hadn't been on her run and workout yet. The actress had started a new routine for physical working out, her mild healing ability let her recover faster. She figured that as time went on she'd find more implications in her ability, she already figured out how to alter her features and form with a wide range. Odds were that she'd figure out how to improve her healing ability and shifting abilities.<br/><br/>She heard the woman talking to someone, so maybe the ape was another Paranormal. She lingered on the lip of the rooftop as she pondered going up or not. What she was hearing from the woman wasn't good but she felt a need to speak up. Before she realized what she was doing she climbed onto the rooftop and circled around to keep the ape at a distance.<br/><br/>"I think that you might be giving grist to the mill for the opposition. You could have done things a bit differently. Why not use your abilities in a way to show what you can do and do good at the same time." She said clearly, using her stage voice to be heard over the winds. "I'd have suggested getting at the very least a publicist if not an agent before coming out. You could have picked one of the dozen or so towns out in the desert that died out, flattened it with your powers and then turned around and brought water to a drought area to show the two sides of your power. Doing this.. makes the feds and cops want to find a way to stop you."<br/><br/><em>@Home</em><br/>Val was using her phone to call the authorities for the chopper crash<br/><br/>"Yes, there is a chopper down from storm damage." She said quickly as she took note of where her other form was, using her laptop to bring up google maps to the right bearing and direction as she gave directions before hanging up.  She looked to the wounded form with a shake of her head. "This isn't going to go well."<br/><br/><strong>Myriad, NYC</strong><br/><br/>@ Her Apartment<br/><br/>Val sighed as she got up and walked over to the door, checking the door locks and the iron bar that she would use to keep the door locked and secure. Timothy was a tool but he was persistent. A good solid iron door, an iron bar to keep it propped shut, three locks and a reinforced frame. He'd have to be very strong, or have a SWAT team to get in. She didn't want him stopping by while she was budding, even if it looked to be like she was an hour or so from being done.<br/><br/>"Shouldn't have listened my address on the new posting here in New York." She grumbled as she took in the scenery of herself in LA talking to the two other paranormals she'd personally met. Not good. Her other NYC self had slipped out of the job she was working and headed back. Last thing any of them wanted was trouble before the press conference. Not like a dog walking job for a vet was a full time job, just a quick 'family emergency' excuse and she was done.