<strong>Beat (Baltimore)</strong><br/><br/>The strong impact of Beat's touch, even through the chair sent the thug behind him literally flying for a short distance, slamming to a couple of old trashcans and and knocking the plastic cans over, with a loud racket. The only thug standing was their leader, and even he looked badly disoriented as he got up from his knee. "You're not gonna make a fool out of me!" He shouted, rushing ahead and swinging the chain again, missing against Beat's reaction time, and growling.<br/><br/>It was a one-sided fight, Beat could defeat this one guy easily, and the others looked like they had had enoguh. The camera flashed from the alleyway the female voice had shouted out, capturing the image of Beat and the thug boss.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Paradox (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>There were men readying guns for a fight from the looks of it. The flash of news article did not mention how the fight had gone down, but somehow everyone here had ended up dead from the looks of it. Nonetheless, the doorway to the room was sealed by what looked like green vines and thorns, a veritable, secure barrier. One of the men outside fired through the window with a handgun, firing in blindly.<br/><br/>It looked like a volatile situation and already sparked up to flame, and it looked like it would only get hotter the longer it took from the looks of it.<br/><br/>Further off there was a toy police car laying on its side on the road, forgotten. The buildings were built onto a hill, perhaps the other side would have an entrance, though at height, to get to the apartment. The area the men in suits seemed to be gathering at was before the building afterall, not all around it.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Myriad (LA)</strong><br/><br/>"Of course, come along dear and I'll show you the mansion. Haven't you been here before? I think I remember a pretty face, still, but I can't place you quite right." Hef smiled while wrapping arm around her back and moving to guide her along. Gesturing ahead he began to explain about the areas. Apparently the photoshoot would begin outdoors at the gorgeous pool area, among luxury, and lead inwards to the grotto area for more 'natural' surroundings look.<br/><br/>Hef was happy to lead her along and gesture around at various trophies, and previously taken pictures set up on display around as well, and it was not just Hef but a number of people staying at the mansion, the girls were eager to take a chance to spend time with Val. More than a couple flirts and chuckles as well before long.<br/><br/>Outside where the group was setting up the make-up artists seeming to compete for the attention of the Vals. Three people, a bold young man with a smirk across his face and beautiful haircut waiting them first, next to a more plump older woman with a friendly motherly smile, and lastly an italian looking man in a fine white suit but with a pair of scissors in a pocket besides a comb, waiting. "Alright ladies, lets get you all beautiful and ready!"<br/><br/>The wardrobe was set aside to a room that was forbidden for the male staff to enter at all, guarded by a pair of Hef's girls who seemed to be taking their 'duty' very seriously despite their smiles.<br/><br/>All in all it looked good, except for one thing. One of the guys she could see carrying large lights was familiar. Kevin Malley, and one of<em>Timothy's</em>friends. Usually a guy to see in NYC, he was in LA area, and in her photoshoot, trying to look inconspicuous.<br/><br/>Tough job for a guy towering at over six feet and four inches in height and with broad quarterback shoulders. He was a big, strong man helping to set up the gear, but he was also a guy that had gotten into fights in NYC, especially with people that made fun of Timothy and his 'acting skills'.