<strong>Myriad (LA)</strong><br/><br/>Marie took a deep breath turning to face Valerie as she closed her phone after a short moment. "Apparently we got our opposition now. The woman at the press conference has gotten a few promoters up and riled about unfair competition and trying to bolster the lawcases against us, they're trying to find out as much as they can and shove sticks into the gears. Our partner is deflecting most of the fallout already, but its suspicious, she is attacking us with a force that should not exist. This woman, Melanie Carter, seems intent on ruining you before you have even had a chance to perform."<br/><br/>Marie was frowning visibly. "How fast can we get a few of you to Hef's residence? We ought to answer with the campaign to show them there's nothing they can compete with when you get serious, and silence them with that."<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Beat (Baltimore)</strong><br/><br/>As Beat laid down the rhytm on the ground the concrete shook and the approaching thugs were knocked off their feet, landing on the still shaking ground, bruising and hurting, several fist-sized bits of concrete rising separately in jabs like punches from the ground, battering most of them rather nastily, but the one leading the group pulled himself up and spat a tooth aside after the slam against his jaw by the concrete block beneath him. The ground was a spiderweb of cracks now where they stood as he looked at Beat.<br/><br/>"Freaking... you're dead." He grasped the chain that had fallen from one of the guys, moving towards Beat and swinging the chain at Beat's face, but survival instinct had Beat's head well out of the chain's path as it swung, the fellow moving right in front of him.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Anima (LA Outskirts)</strong><br/><br/>The indian woman had guided the large ape with her to the outskirts of LA before landing, the storm still passing as the two of them came to a halt in the suburbs. The lightning continuing unbothered that the woman had left it, the storm was still breaking now that it was on land and further from the ocean. As the storm began to dissipate, the woman ran her hand along the large ape's fur.<br/><br/>"I don't know what all your powers entail but I have to say I have thought large apes to be pretty impressive. Even the so called beachlions cant really compete with that." She said running a hand over 'Jack's arm.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Ada (NYC)</strong><br/><br/>The evening began to pass quickly, as Ada searched for information. The dawn was breaking very soon, and her searches had resulted in mostly unuseful help, but also a small article about a german metahuman scientist who had apparently managed to create a<em>functioning, stable</em>fusion reactor, and then minituarized it, though at the cost of making its power output remarkably lowered, but still enough to amaze the scientific community. He had done it in a -week- after the metahumanity had emerged.<br/><br/>He had been working on fusion research for years before his change, and the change he got seemed to be mostly mental but still, as he had been finishing his research some anti-metahuman group had broken in his laboratory and killed him. His place was ransacked, and the fusion reactor in the basement of the laboratory had been damaged beyond repair. Overheated, it had apparently had the sufficient safety systems to run down the reaction before melting to a slag, but it had taken most of the secrets of the dead scientist with it.<br/><br/>There was a photo of the man's laboratory, and in that picture, Ada could recognise a sphere twice as tall as her and bristling with energy, with a writing 'German Scientist anticipated to win noble for solving energy crisis'.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Dominic Sugar (Philadelphia)</strong><br/><br/>The night at the hotel passed, and Dominic could smell the fresh coffee as a female assistant entered the room with a tray, another one following with a number of sealed envelopes with her. "Good morning mister Sugar, your breakfast is ready and here are the reports and information for today." As the assistants moved to set things ready at her table, Dom's cellphone showed 1 missed call, apparently from Thomas.<br/><br/>The television turned on as one of the assistants pressed a remote button, the news on at the time.<br/><br/>"...the movie-industry both curious and suspicious, as she displayed her abilities during the press conference. People are loving it and hating it, but one thing is certain, this new Myriad Incorporated is facing a lot of expectations. With a star-lawyer, a veteran talent-manager, and the metahuman talent with multiple bodies this corporation is expected to be seen in the news a lot in the future. Rumor is that the greatest names of the Hollywood Elite are looking forward to working with this metahuman to witness her in action, and this is lending momentum to the rise."<br/><br/>The view showed the woman performing a bit of play with herself, with several others standing near as well.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><strong>Paradox (NYC)</strong><em>Including Myriad (NYC)</em><br/><br/>As J7 was checking things and speaking with Valerie, the security guard seemed to watch him from a distance but remained mostly quiet. It appeared that the two of them were given some peace but the guard wasn't moving beyond a shout's range at any time, just in case, ready to assist Valerie if she needed it.<br/><br/>Around then J7 caught something else. First, a news bit about a fusion powerplant experiment stolen, in Germany, a picture matching up with the picture of that unknown woman holding an orb in her hand shining like a miniature sun in the palm of her hand.<br/><br/>At that time, the security guard spoke up. "Miss, there's been a report about someone breaking into your apartment in NYC." The guard's expression as unreadable as ever behind his glasses. "I need to confirm this with you, you did not leave any clues about where you were moving next did you?"