#uhqstart

After several hours of working in the tech room, trying to clean and repair things, Farrah needed a break. She would have loved to go help down in the west wing with all the people, but she wasn’t sure if she was in the right state of mind to do so. She had used her power so much within the few hours, fixing as much of the tech as she could that she was practically drained at this point. Making her way to the kitchen area to get some water, she turned a corner and ended up bumping into someone. “Oh, I’m sorry.” She took a step back from them. “Guess I am too tired to be paying attention right now.” She said quietly. 

Thea looked around at the pile of destruction in front of her. “What the fuck happened?! I was only gone for like a week!” 

Being a spy was natural to Laurel. She thrived on secrets. At age seven, she learned that with a tight touch and some concentration she could dig into the minds of her companions, but the process was tedious and it usually served her better to look into their eyes and persuade them to tell her what she wanted to know. But that was the interesting thing about secrets. Usually the ones most interesting were the ones you didn’t know you wanted to find. 

Croft entered the compound, dropping a worn leather shoulder bag on the warped hardwood floor of the foyer with a flourish. She surveyed the comings and goings for a moment with her hands on her hips and sighed. “Honey, I’m home! Anyone around here willing to give a poor mutant a bed? I’ve got skills. I took a marketing class once in college.”

Spotting a lonely person, Luke made his way over with a kind smile. “Do you need help with anything?” He asked, the smile not leaving his lips once. He was trying to find a distraction - not that it should be hard around here after what happened - and it seemed helping them would do just fine for now.

“Isn’t anyone worried?” Ophelia said. She cracked one eye open from where she was previously doing sun salutations. Her arms stretched towards the sky. “I mean, not just about what Sentinel Services is doing, but other people; Normal people.”

Nevaeh had been wandering the compound for quite some time now, trying to wrap her brain around some kind of new prank she could do. She hadn’t done any in the past month or so and it was getting weird. Making her way into one of the common areas, she sat down and placed a notepad down in front of her. “Alright, time to brainstorm some ideas.” She pressed her pencil against the pad, but it didn’t move. She just sat there, staring at the paper. “Come on, you have super speed, this should be easy. Just got to set up some, uh, some,” The girl let out a sigh. “I am losing my touch. Though it doesn’t help that there aren’t many resources down here.” She looked up and looked at some of the people around the room. Ideas were completely gone from the girl’s head, so instead she just called someone over. “Can you come here please? I need some help with something. Maybe you can help.”