<strong>Beat (Baltimore)</strong><br/><br/>Noelle blinked at Beat's words and the touch on her cheek, but smiled and nod her head to him. She relaxed with his touch on her cheek's skin, soft and smooth, she did not complain or mind, leaning a little on the hand  but not much, a mere gesture. "I got three people that would buy them. Boston Times, it'd be local news, and get lot of audience here I bet, and they tend to write pretty objectively. It would not get you public attention, but you might well be first page topic in Boston area." She smiled at this.<br/><br/>"Then there's the<em>New York Post</em>that is always looking for new interesting metahumans. I think they would be interested, I've managed to sell them a few stories and pictures, but they have the most tendency to change written content to their own. Usually fairly, but they do want to sell, and they got people buying out of state too."<br/><br/>Lastly she put down a card. "And then there's the newcomers,<em>Capewatch.</em>They look for 'heroes' and 'villains' and they have been in business for a week. They can make you famous in the circles of people obsessed with metahumans, making you famous among them, but the bad news is that it can mek you famous with people obsessed with metahumans. Also, they like to put a spin on stories, making people either<em>angelic</em>or<em>demonic</em>in their writing, whichever suits their needs."<br/><br/>She looked at him intensely. "I gave them in the order I would suggest them, but since its you, I'd like to hear if you want to keep me from giving them to any of the three. I imagine you'd rather I avoided Capewatch, possibly."<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><strong>Ada &amp; Paradox (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>As Ada brought up the belt in her hand, it seemed like a set of lights upon its surface came to light, and a moment later a pulse washed over the two. Ada was fine, but for Paradox, it almost seemed like there was three of everything for a moment, his vision blurring out for just that one second. What's more, all the news and the future information he had went down, entirely gone, for about ten seconds. His entire suit was rebooting at that time. What's more, several lights nearby flicked off at that instant then starting up again, some shattering from the pulse. It spread like a wave,<em>visible</em>in its effect as it went further, fading off soon, but for a while there was a visible<em>ripple</em>of lights going out and coming back in nearby buildings.<br/><br/>Across the street, a young man cursed as his laptop seemed to die on the table, then soon after rebooting. "Piece of M*****f***ing crap!" He cussed with such a bad whine to his voice that while it was cleaer what he meant, it was almost like someone had tried to bleep him out, his whiny tone just making it sound stupid.<br/><br/>The orb's surface began to light up, and one section of its panel seemed to<em>slide back</em>revealing a row of spikes, a similar, empty spot in the belt showing several sockets. Thing was, it looked like the spikes were longer than the sockets were deep.<br/><br/>The small calculator resembling device in turn lit up, reading text in german. <Restoring power, Stand-by, Rebooting, Configuring Fusion Matrix Containment>.<br/><br/>Whatever it was, it was starting to come to life. At least those three parts. The tube that Ada carried had not yet shown any signs of life at least.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, a number of cars stood in the traffic lights stopped and dead on the spot. The pulse had not only knocked lights and the traffic lights out, but killed the electronics in cars. Seemed to have made a lot of people step down on their brakes.<br/><br/><em>For Paradox it was a bit of a peculiar fact, the suit should have been able to take a pulse without disruption, and the device should not have created one if it was safe, yet it didn't look like it was malfunctioning, there was no blaring alarms or signs of other danger, but the power it was generating was immense. Even by the scales that Time-Travel attempts had taken.</em><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>Frowning a bit the man sighed, shaking his head as the female police officer handed her number over to Val there at the scene, thinking about what Val had said as they got into the car. The note from the police contained a direct number to the squad, no personal names marked down, but the police shield and the number itself, handed over with a small smile.<br/><br/>Though quiet and thoughtful for a moment, Val's protector's voice rose in all its seriousness. "This Timothy person had seen you all over NYC before, could it be he had some foreknowledge of your abilities and tried to get you for that reason too? It seemed awfully insistent on him, and I'd rather you took some of<em>you</em>to immediate shelter somewhere. Something tells me that a nutcase like that is not going to go away quietly."<br/><br/>He looked at her and smiled. "I will of course protect you, but just in case, you have the unique opportunity to press one or two of yourself into security that nobody else would have." He spoke in a calm fashion. "So would it be too much to ask?" He seemed to think on something a moment, continuing. "Also, does he have anything<em>illicit</em>he could pin on you, something<em>personal</em>or<em>embarrassing?</em>" He looked at her very seriously.<br/><br/>"Marie must have asked all this before in a general level, but if he has something he could use against you, he seems the kind of a twerp to attempt blackmail, even 'in your face' blackmail." He smirked at this actually. "Which would put him in a good hitting distance of course."<br/><br/><hr/><strong>Myriad (LA)</strong><br/><br/>Hef let out a laugh and smiled at her, brushing his chin. "While I have preferences I believe the sexiest qualities in a woman are her confidence and her pride in her style." He pat her back, nodding. "Surprise me, I'll love it, I am sure of that." He showed her a smirk fit for a man half his age, lively and a playful fellow who appreciated woman beyond her looks. While he admired her beauty, he looked for more than that, and Valerie was proving to be that 'more than that' quickly enough.<br/><br/>"I will make sure to have the mansion gates open for you at a later time too, but right now it might be wise to get the bunnies out shopping as a thank you for the fine work of helping out with the shoot today." He smiled again. Usually, the bunnies did not have to do such work, but this was a more secure shoot than most had been, for a good reason.<br/><br/>Not everyday did they get to do a shoot as unique as Valerie Dobson's had been.<br/><br/>The photographer smiled to Val and nod his head, finally chuckling. "I'll introduce you to my boyfriend while at the studio if you got the time." He then paused to add a little more. "We are both attracted to women, but also like men, so we are a bit of dangerous trouble, but don't worry, you will be safe." He winked. "While you are lovely, I dont mess around with work. Just saying I think I can get you fans on<em>both sides</em>." A sly smirk crossed his lips at this.