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<blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 1509292" data-attributes="member: 98">Hightower Convention Center, Downtown, Coast CityApril 1621:14Steven was stunned by the appearance of the meta-humans onto the stage . . . not so much that someone had interrupted, more that there were four of them.&nbsp; He wasn’t certain that he could handle four meta-humans . . . but he would have to try.First, Steven wanted to try and salvage his secret identity.&nbsp; He had read comics books in his youth . . . heck he even read a few every now and again.&nbsp; Within those, villains always targeted those close to the hero if they knew who he was . . . he couldn’t do that to Maggie, to his folks back in Laketown, to anyone.Steven smiled at Maggie and said to her with quiet chagrin, “Looks like you picked the wrong appearance to attend with me, even though you look lovely.&nbsp; Would you make the call to check on my funds – for both you and myself, I should be able to handle that.&nbsp; Somehow I don’t think that money is what they’re after however . . . .”He looked over to Sandra to gauge her reaction.&nbsp; To Steven, she had expected something to happen (frankly so did he, but he was surprised that she did).&nbsp; Steven got on his cell phone as well, looking at the business card in his pocket, and called the limo driver.&nbsp; When he answered, “Jeffrey, this is Steven Faturius . . . there is a situation here in which I have need of my briefcase.&nbsp; Where are you located, currently?”Steven made plans to get his briefcase as close as possible.&nbsp; If others were walking around, milling about, he would as well - moving to a wall if possible.&nbsp; Now, all he needed was a distraction and a chance to slip intangibly through the wall while no one was looking. Steven waited, hoping he would not have to reveal himself as Professor Fate just yet . . . .</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Keia, post: 1509292, member: 98"] Hightower Convention Center, Downtown, Coast City April 16 21:14 Steven was stunned by the appearance of the meta-humans onto the stage . . . not so much that someone had interrupted, more that there were four of them. He wasn’t certain that he could handle four meta-humans . . . but he would have to try. First, Steven wanted to try and salvage his secret identity. He had read comics books in his youth . . . heck he even read a few every now and again. Within those, villains always targeted those close to the hero if they knew who he was . . . he couldn’t do that to Maggie, to his folks back in Laketown, to anyone. Steven smiled at Maggie and said to her with quiet chagrin, “Looks like you picked the wrong appearance to attend with me, even though you look lovely. Would you make the call to check on my funds – for both you and myself, I should be able to handle that. Somehow I don’t think that money is what they’re after however . . . .” He looked over to Sandra to gauge her reaction. To Steven, she had expected something to happen (frankly so did he, but he was surprised that she did). Steven got on his cell phone as well, looking at the business card in his pocket, and called the limo driver. When he answered, “Jeffrey, this is Steven Faturius . . . there is a situation here in which I have need of my briefcase. Where are you located, currently?” Steven made plans to get his briefcase as close as possible. If others were walking around, milling about, he would as well - moving to a wall if possible. Now, all he needed was a distraction and a chance to slip intangibly through the wall while no one was looking. Steven waited, hoping he would not have to reveal himself as Professor Fate just yet . . . . [/QUOTE]

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