Two planes landed in New Sorea just minutes ago, dropping the new heroes off. Non-descript men in suits arrived with two limousines. Without seeing each other, the two of them were taken to the UH headquarters along different routes - for security purposes, as the villains of the city might have found out about their arrival and decided to take them out before they can even get going.<br/><br/>Fortunately, none of this happened and the two new heroes arrived at the UH HQ after getting to see quite a bit of New Sorea - which seemed to be quite lively, despite the reports of intense violence all across the city.<br/><br/>At the HQ, they were greated by a stocky woman, plain and unattractive and dressed functionally in a rather light suit. She introduced herself as Mrs. Killian, head of Mission Control and guided them up the tall, fortress-like building with twelve stories. A completely silent elevator, in which one can barely feel the movement, brought them up to what seems to be a kind of living room - though the largest they've ever seen, larger than the average basketball court. The ceiling is high enough for three stories and there is a gigantic glass front opposite of where the elevator brought them. There is a half-circle of couches in front of an enormous screen to the left and a kitchen on the opposite end, both equipped with the best money can buy.<br/><br/>Mrs. Killian explained that this would be their meeting room for whenever they were off-duty and that they would be shown their living quarters later on - first, they would be introduced to their team-mate and to Severance. Then she left, leaving them alone.<br/><br/>Now, a few minutes later, a door next to the kitchen opens and a young woman, barely more than a girl, enters. She is tall, slender and womanly at the same time and obviously very fit, moving with a careless, unconscious grace. Her black hair is long and slightly curly, reaching to her shoulders, her green eyes large and bright. Yet, unlike most metahumans (and one has to assume that she is a metahuman, considering the circumstances), her beauty does not reach inhuman or cartoonish levels. She is simply as good-looking as a normal human can be and, while still a head-turner, could walk down a street in something revealing and not be immediately pegged as a metahuman. Currently, she's wearing a skin-tight, padded bodysuit in black with golden lines at its edges and several belts, two crossing over her torso and two around her hips, carrying a gun and countless throwing knifes. She is currently not wearing a mask.<br/><br/>The young woman approaches the two newcomers with a smile and comes to a hold a few feet in front of them, her hands on her hips. "You must be 'Moldpatch' and 'D-Synchro', I take it? Nice to meet you. I'm Apex, Hennessy when out of costume and I'll be your point man." She offers both of you her hand for shaking.