Dragon's Maw
"Hey! I'm 20!" he yelled back, only to saw in front of him that the concrete walls had been built. Great, now he couldn't get out, even if he wants to. He looked elsewhere for any signs of outside door. "Hey, bartender!" as he looked at the bartender and approached him, "You sure you don't have any outside ways beside the freaking front door that had been blocked!?" he asked furiously.
Zjaum wrote:
"Yeah, we have a group of three mutants that are causing havoc downtown. Oh, by the way, Suzuki, you're hired. Welcome to the firm. Anyway, if any of you want to help, we'd love to have your assistance. We'll probably have contract stuff better worked out this time, but, then again, we're better prepared for this one. Who's in?"
Suzuki Hashimoto
The holiday was a good one for her. In time, she had spent lounged herself in the room, with the room service and TV, lazying around, telekinetically lifted food to her mouth as she swallowed it. Wow, this is such fun, you know. And relaxed.
It was not for long.
Soon they were summoned to met with Tristan, and beside the fact that now she's an agent as well, there's something else. Three mutants, downtown. "Sure, Agent. I think I can find myself helping you. Of course, I don't want anyone to disturb my holiday, so we better do this fast and efficient, brutal, if you ask me."