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Post by dbzbabe on Feb 3, 2017 0:31:19 GMT
Better than Costa Coffee and Starbucks and also makes a nice change to Cafe Go on Campus. Situated right in the city centre, along a street opposite the main skyscrapers such as the Shard. (You better appreciate this reference Flynn and Lilith XD )
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Post by dbzbabe on Feb 3, 2017 0:40:44 GMT
Chris entered the cafe, nervously looking around. People were giving her funny looks though that was most likely due to the disgusting coat she was wearing. She waited in the queue and ordered herself a black coffee and tomato and mozzarella panini. Thankfully she'd had her phone and debit card on her when she had gone out the day she was killed, though her equipment bag and staff were now probably lost. Once she had her order, she went and sat down at once of the smaller tables at the side of the room near the main window. She made sure not to be too close to be spotted from outside but so that she could adequately see the people walking past.
Taking out her phone, Chris intended to text Herbert but stopped when she remembered she didn't have his number. As she scrolled down her contacts list, there was only Aurora's name from the people she knew at university. She couldn't message her. She could only speak to Herbert. Chris would sit and wait in the cafe until Herbert was out and about again, though she'd have to find a quiet location to use her powers and locate him.
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Post by dbzbabe on Feb 3, 2017 22:14:10 GMT
After she had finished her beverage and edibles, Chris remained sat at her table, flicking through news articles on her phone whilst regularly looking out the window, scanning the passers-by. There were a number of interesting articles; one was about a vigilante tearing up a block of lats and then violently assaulting a slumlord in their Chelsea based apartment. Another was about a mass shooting in a nightclub called Snuff. There had been many casualties there. And finally there was an most peculiar story about a pink haired angel who cured a small boy of a most hideous disease. That one had to be Aurora. As for the other two, Chris had no idea. There were still many vigilantes about but for these things to be happening so soon after they had all gotten their powers, it seemed far too coincidental. Clearly some in the group were testing out their abilities on the local criminals.
Chris pondered on this subject for a while as she pocketed her phone, its battery nearly dead. Herbert would have wanted to go out and test his abilities but to act in such a violent manner? No, it couldn't be him. In the article about the incident at Snuff, there had been a strong indication that the attacker was a professional. Out of the group, only Olem had had an professional training of that kind and Chris could well believe he would do something like that. As for the attack on the slumlord, Chris had no clue as to who it might have been. The fact that no one had been killed indicated that it couldn't have been Olem.
A few hours had passed. Chris thought it best to check and see if Herbert was still at Olympus Headquarters. At least that's where she assumed him to be given the number of super energy signatures around him. She got up and headed for the toilets choosing the disabled toilet as it was on it's own and so there was no risk of someone walking in on her unexpectedly. She locked the door and reeled of a large amount of toilet paper and rolled it up to wedge it under the door to ensure no light escaped the room. Perhaps this wasn't the quietest place she could be doing this but Chris was feeling somewhat impatient.
Sitting down on the floor cross-legged, Chris closed her eyes and re-entered her meditated state, aura humming, white orb hovering. She began her search where she had previously sensed Herbert. He was still there! The other energy signatures too!? What on earth had he gotten himself involved with? Chris opened her eyes and got up, flushing the toilet to keep up the pretense she had used the room for its intended purpose.
She left the cafe and headed towards the main shopping area. She felt like she could do with a change of clothes.
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