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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Agamon" data-source="post: 1535222" data-attributes="member: 184">Tyroc“I appreciate your concern, Tyrone.  But included with my flying and sonic scream elite powers is super-stress management,” Eagle says with a bit of a smile.  “Besides, if I’m not working, I get into all sorts of trouble.  Seriously, I’ll be fine.  And yes, I doubt there will be a long training regiment, as well.  That is really unfortunate, but you and the others have done quite well together so far, and you won’t be sent on mission that are too difficult to start, I’m sure.“There are living quarters there, but we all have our own homes, as well.  You’ll be able to sleep in your own bed…for now anyway.  From what I hear, the new headquarters will be in LA.  But they haven’t even drawn up the plans yet, let alone begun building, so you’re in New York for the a few more months, at least.“But I’d better go.  Hopefully Miguel turns up.  I’ll see you tomorrow.”As you hang up, you notice a couple of emails on your PC from Aaron.  Moments later the doorbell rings.  “Can you get that, son?” you hear Mama call form elsewhere in the house.SarahTyler looks taken aback by what you say.  “Sarah, this really isn’t the best place to…”  He sees your determined look and sighs.“Look,” he says, pausing and apparently trying to get his thoughts together.  “I know I told you that you hiding your power from me was no big deal.  But you weren’t feeling well, and you just came back from being trapped in some hellish hole in the ground for two months, what else was I supposed to say?”He frowns.  “It is a big deal, Sarah.  We’ve been together for five years.  I can’t believe you’d keep something like this from me for that long.  I never thought we had a trust issue between us.“When you disappeared, after a couple weeks, I assumed the worst.  It was really tough, but I was just getting over the fact that you were gone when you suddenly show up on the news, being labeled a terrorist, taking down helicopters and blowing up farms.  I almost didn’t believe it was actually you.  Now that you’re back, it still seems so surreal, like you’re not the girl I met in high school and fell in love with.”The pent up frustration begins to pour out.  “So now I have girlfriend I hardly recognize anymore that obviously doesn’t trust me.  Oh, right, and she can read my mind.  So, yeah, excuse me for being ‘distant’,” he says angrily.MishaYour condo looks less lived in than some of the hotel rooms you’ve stayed at.  And now with your new assignment, it’ll be more like a home away from home.  Nonetheless, it’s still home, and you find some comfort being there.  You check your phone, as is habit for you when you come home.  Many of the numbers and messages are relatively unimportant, but one grabs your attention.  With the hunt and the re-assignment, you haven’t had time to think of much else.  But, you know that relief from painful memories is always only temporary.  The message requests a call back: Miller 555-2745.BlizzardYou phone Summit and are transferred to Mr. Michael Porter, your boss there.  “Hello, Jennifer,” he says in his gruff but jovial voice.  The large man is wearing a suit and apparently sitting in his office.  “How are you?” he asks, having allowed you to take some time off after your accident.Mimic“Wow,” Alita says, watching the cards flutter about at your will.  “Hey, we could go to Vegas.  If you can count cards as well as you shuffle them, we could be rich,” she says with a grin that signifies that she’s kidding.  “Or you could be a dealer…”You get out of the train and outside, realizing Tyrone’s house is only a couple blocks away.  Alita doesn’t say much during the short walk.  Reaching the house, you ring the doorbell.OOC:  Yay, I get to combine two of these.  Sheesh, Toki, Cal, if either of you think it’d be cool to do an issue in your games with all the players separated, my advice: don’t. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />Lupa“Less than an hour,” Dunn says, looking at the clock on the dashboard.Only a few minutes later, you reach SFO.  Dunn parks the car and all three of you get out.  “Well, at least you have no luggage to lose,” Daniels says with a grin.  “Want to grab something to eat before we board?”Shimmering Samurai“I’ve lasted this long, and plan to stick around for some time,” Kensei says, looking back with smile as he leaves.  You go to stand in line to get your ticket, which takes about 15 minutes.  After that, you have one last chance at authentic Japanese cuisine (well, okay, airport food, but still…) before heading back to ‘Greasy Burger and Fries Land’.</blockquote>

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