<strong>Beat (Baltimore)</strong><br/><br/>"Sure." Smiling at him, the young woman moved up closer to beat, lowering the camera for now but keeping it in her hand, watching him curiously though as she spoke up again. "So, why 'Beat'? I saw what you did, you played that crowd of chumps around, easy, but where does the name come from?" She was curious but with a look of being willing to back down if pushed, curious but also a little on the timid side.<br/><br/>Watching him she reached her other hand up to brush her hair a bit more loose, smiling and looking at their surroundings. "So you know a good place to get that coffee at nearby? I got a car two blocks away, I followed that long on foot."<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Ada &amp; Paradox (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>As Ada and J7 were talking the apartment's window above showed Tony tremble and move near it, staring down and hissing. "Damn you, calling the god-damn SWAT at us!" Shaking his fist the man was alive, though clearly shaken up by the explosion, his outfit blackened with soot and partially covered with dust from something.<br/><br/>The sirens were getting closer, but the gunfire had come to an end at least. At that time, J7 and Ada could see something a bit odd. Further on the street, a cat crossed the road, and a second later it seemed like the same cat crossed the road again, disappearing where it had been and reappearing to repeat that short few steps to the alley.<br/><br/>"Check the back!" Someone shouted at the front of the building right then.<br/><br/>The prototype and its pieces that Ada held seemed to be quiet at least, but as she was out of the building now Ada could find the belt had a clear socket for the small 'computer' on it, at the front, as well as having a a bit of a bowl-shaped 'dent' on its right side, with surface similar to the orb in her possession. Lastly, the left side of the belt contained a spooled wire, a thin, slim wire, hidden (in a loose use of the word) behind a small plastic cover.<br/><br/>For plastic, the material in the belt seemed remarkably sturdy though.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Myriad (LA)</strong><br/><br/>The shoot continued a while longer outside, until the photographers paused finally and nod to each other, quickly chattering excitedly. "I think that's it for outside, lets move the gear inside to the grotto." The group began to move the lights and the rest of the set, while a girl at the back before a laptop whistled and waved for her. "Want to see what the pictures look like?" She asked, gesturing him in. The photographers dropped their cameras memory cards to her getting new ones set up nearby, while she began to load up the images, showing to Valerie the pictures taken.<br/><br/>Out near the pool these pictures were done to be classy but sexy, give a flirt without giving away too much. Hef too looked happy, smiling at her, while someone shouted. "Everyone else, take fifteen, it'll take at least that long to set up the remaining lights and for the crew to have some break too. We'll continue shooting then."<br/><br/>Hef laughed lightly at that time. "They have a lot of gear at my house and its still not enough for setting up two places in advance. Well, at least they set up most of the second set at the Grotto earlier, they just need the extra lights from here to make it perfect. Especially if they want quality shots for the later pictures."<br/><br/><strong>Myriad (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>"Your case is quite unique, but yes multiple copies of the restraining order seem appropriate. Now, we would like to have you at the scene to look if anything is missing, as far as we can tell the person trashed the place but if something has been taken and you can point it out it will perhaps help in finding the evidence to put him away for good."<br/><br/>Detective Sisco stared at Valerie seriously for a moment and then opened a nearby drawer, holding out a few pictures. "We took away the remnants of the broken door, given its state, and the building owner wants it replaced soon, but this is the original condition of the entrance." The image showed the door had literally been hacked open, someone had went to town with a fire-axe or something of that sort of instrument in anycase, the lock in the door had been chopped out, and the door cracked in half at the middle, rammed in with force to splinter the door into three large pieces and a number of smaller bits and pieces.<br/><br/>"It would have taken a great deal of strength to do this, and yet he managed to chop the door apart like this and mess the apartment before the police arrived. This man acts like he's on drugs or at very least, hyper-active."