<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=119103.msg5228097#msg5228097">Quote from: Wintercat on 19-09-2011, 04:55:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/><strong>Paradox (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>"Huh, what? Hmm, I think that is from Los Angeles, at least from what I heard at the start of the show. Guys in are watching, I came to deal with you." He gestured a flashlight in his hand at J7, frowning. "Well, enjoy your tour around the city if you are a tourist but try not to loiter too much, you will get people suspicious and end up in trouble." The guard looked less than amused, turning to walk away. <br/><br/>"As for the registration thing, ehh well no idea on that, metas are metas, new and scary, but they're still people I think." He commented off-handedly, as if the whole matter didn't interest him on a personal level. <br/><br/>The public archive of history from this age contained an old article about the interview, with a picture marked down, as well as a name of the agency that had handled the young woman's case prior to the incident of her coming out and revealing her metahuman talent. Unfortunately it gave no real address, but a company name was a start at least. <br/><br/>Inside the FBI building, the show was also being broadcasted, a few guards in the security office watching, others working to keep the place secure. <br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Paradox (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>Heh. A company name. This time may be backwards to the point of being annoying but it wasn't the dark ages by any means.<br/><br/>"<strong>That's a good attitude to have I think. If metas turn out to be bastards it's only because people are bastards.</strong>" he laughs as he goes to leave. He doesn't share that he's actually a lifelong 'New Yorker'- if a New York of about 250 years in the future.<br/><br/>"<strong>I'll keep that in mind. Try to have a nice day.</strong>"<br/><br/>Now he just needed to find a computer. Or any unprotected network really. A fast food place or coffee shop with free Wifi would do nicely. The rest is just letting his fingers do the talking. Well, fingers and technology that won't be invented for a couple hundred years but technology none the less.<br/><br/>The point being a quick stroll down cyberhighway lane and he should be able to see the New York schedule for a miss Myriad. She should be in one place for a while at least.<br/><br/>Well, relatively speaking for Myriad.