<strong>Myriad</strong><br/><br/>Myriad took in the messages as she let her otherselves take care of the others. She knew what was going on, one of the perks of her ability. Knowing all those different points of view. She was watching Paradox examine a sandwhich and Beat talkign to his girl, and cooking grits in her hide out, and flirting with Hugh in another spot and on and on. A normal human would go insane, but she didn't. It was just normal data flow for her.<br/><br/>She picked up her phone, in LA and made the call that the her in New York had taken the massages for.<br/><br/>"Hey, what do you got for me?" She said and listened from all those different points of view. She wondered if this was another of Paradox's little bits of data that hadn't quite survived or was it something new.