(OOC: Tobias is not a main character just someone in the background)
Tobias Slate adjusted his tie. Malistyrax was back and he doubted that any of his old running mates would be very happy to see him. He doubted that any of the new 'recruits' would be happy to see him either.
The car turned and he looked to see that they had crossed into the Faultline area of Megalopolis. This part of the city make up the ghetto, slums, and high crime area. Earthquakes lower prices like no tomorrow. "Here pull over," the black car halts in front of a run down bar called Fate. He steps out of the car and walks up to the door as someone gets bounced from the bar.
"Excuse me," he says putting his hand on the bouncer. "Are you Kouchien?" He nods and starts back into the bar. "Or should I call you Hellspawn?" He looks at him his eyes wide with surprise. "Here is my card, be at this location tomorrow at 10 am in your battle gear, or I will drag you in myself," he stuffs the card in his hand and leaves as another fight breaks out. He checks his clip board, and scratches another name off
Terry Harker
Jonathan Grimslyd
Kouchien
Julian Munsikoff
Angel Ai Wright
Alexis Theory
The card reads :
Tobias Slate, Threat Prevention Expert.
It is followed by his office address and phone number, and written on the back is the address of a building in the La Claro district.
Meanwhile in Faultline Penetentery for the Exceptionally Gifted
Chimera itches the back of his head from the top of the false tree in his cell. He climbs down the tree, and carefully examines the note laying on his feeding slot. "Tomorrow you are to be prepared to be moved at 9 am." This is the first human corespondence he recieved since he tore up the guard that wandered into his habitat. He scratches the collar bolted to his neck, and picks up the vial of blue counteragent. He jams it in his shoulder feeling the sick sensation of the Arsenic entering his body. "Maybe this will be the dose that kills me," he says almost hoping that it is the dose that will give him the fatal dose of arsenic. Suddenly he coughs, and falls to the floor convulsing as the counteragent changes his monkey feet back into normal feet, and a few other random mutations are deleted from his genetic code.
Meanwhile on the opposite side of Faultline Penetentery for the Exceptionally Gifted
Edge went through his montly maintenece check in complete silence like he always did. Everything checks out like always, but something new happens. A guard hands him a card with the food-paste that sustains his organics. The card reads "Tomorrow you are to be prepared to be moved at 9 am." He puts the card back on the slot of his three by three cell. For the first time since being admitted he stands up out of the chair that drains his generator. The cable attached to the top of his spine creaks with the first motion in three years. "Things will get really interesting I think," he says with his cold mechanical/human voice. the guard shudders hearing him speak for the first time since he was admitted.
