<strong>Beat (Baltimore)</strong><br/><br/>"Yeah, I think you are right. As for Capewatch, what did you expect? Gossip magazines sell, and with metahumans being the next great thing that is surpassing many<em>celebrities</em>, most metahumans with serious power<em>becoming</em>celebrities quickly, its natural someone tries to make money off of them." Noelle sighed a bit shaking her head and smiling to him in an almost apologetic manner, reaching up to touch his hand, holding it up at her cheek.<br/><br/>"Which is why I prefer to ask you before I do anything with the photoes, and with your approval, I'll put them forth."<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Ada (NYC)</strong><em>(with Paradox)</em><br/><br/>As Paradox was speaking to her, Ada could feel the orb warming up slowly, the belt itself 'holding open' a lid with the sockets visible on it, the orb itself showing small but sharp spikes at one side of it. The small handheld machine was stating something in german again, but all in all, the strange assembly had already caused one pulse, but it seemed that beyond a few broken lightbulbs, the effects had been a temporary powerflicker.<br/><br/>"That's odd." Someone walking along the street spoke, looking at his cellphone. "It said battery dead a minute ago but now its full..." Across the street, the man with the laptop seemed to likewise be staring at the screen with a look of confusion. The same was true for Ada's gear, should she check, her electronic belongings had their power charged to full battery.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Paradox (NYC)</strong><em>(with Ada)</em><br/><br/>The number that nobody but the right people should have soon emerged in Paradox's search, sped up by a surge of power in the suit. As if it was re-energized, it came up with the concealed number that could have otherwise taken<em>hours</em>to find. Dominic Sugar's private line was only known to a select few people, even<em>after</em>it became public he was in charge of a team of metahumans. At least in one time line.<br/><br/>His time-frame seemed to stabilize for a moment. He could shift the time, but for a moment it didn't take as much effort. Almost as if the matter of control had been given, at least for a few minutes, though the strain was returning slowly.<br/><br/>At that moment though, the access to the database was only to the database in this time. Present moment. He had his<em>knowledge</em>of past history, but no news from the archives, and no information in digital form that had not been published in this time already as well.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Whatever oddities have haunted Paradox's powers since he woke up from his 'coma' seem to be gone, and for a short period, he is not suffering from the control issue he had with the time control power earlier. </div></div><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Valerie (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>"Alright, just have to make sure." The bodyguard tried to smile to Valerie reaffirmingly, when a screeching sound nearby made him look aside. The car he had been driving was crossing an intersection with a green light, but a van was speeding up right at them from the left.<br/><br/>Second later, the impact shook the car and the airbags inflated, slamming against both of them. The impact pushed them off the street to the sidewalk and slamming to the wall, the van pushing them into it, crushing the car as much as its metal frame gave in, thankfully not enough to threaten their lives but still giving some nasty crunches.<br/><br/>The car was definitely going to need replacing, but the guy driving was knocked out by the impact, bleeding from his nose after the impact and with his left arm covered in glass-shards from the side-window that had been pulverized.<br/><br/>Valerie herself was riddled with small cuts and bruised by the airbag, even if it may have saved her from more serious injuries.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Striking the whole car, the hit caused Valere 2 bruised and 2 injured levels in wounds. Without airbag, the damage would have been worse. She had a side airbag. On the driver's side, if there was one, it did not deploy or broke in the impact instead of helping. </div></div><br/><strong>Valerie (LA)</strong><br/><br/>Hef was trying to say something when the sensation of the impact came across from elsewhere. "I would like to leave that to you but I believe that right now I would like to take the most charming Valerie with me, regardless of the colour of the hair, but if I should choose, I think that blonde would look good when visiting the<em>Palm</em>in West Hollywood." He smiled and chuckled. "Unpretentious but with excellent food, service and ambiance."<br/><br/>He paused then. "As long as you are not a vegetarian, in which case I apologise and will suggest another place. Of course, if you would rather not leave the house for the dinner date, that can be arranged as well."