The team had seen the news about the situation around the Empire State building and Harbinger. The team had also seen Harbinger and Williams meet together on a few occasions.  Williams had spent a lot of time with phone calls and in his office more then likely trying to settle the Harbinger situation as one of the news stations was trying to switch the bad press to a positive one with Harbinger having saved the life of a young Asian man called Toa Xing, who in an interview says that regardless of what people though Harbinger should be seen as a hero regardless of what she does.

A couple days had passed and in general it was very low key. Most of the others were settled in to the base and settling some things in their personal affairs. Getting use to the faculty that was being provided to them.

[Private to White Witch: During the course of one of the nights You seem to feel a lingering presence. It’s nothing you have ever felt before. You can sense a great evil . A cold shudder slides down your spine. Nothing seems out of place as far as you can tell.]

[Private to Darkstar: You have some horrible nightmares on one of the evenings. In one of them you lose control of your Dark force power. You are having a conversation with William and Green Goblin and suddenly your powers act up on their own and You suddenly impale William and through the heart killing them instantly.

In another vision all you see is Harbinger standing above you an insane fanged smile on the symbiote’s face, tongue lashing back and forth and saliva dripping from the tongue and the corner of her mouth dripping onto your cheek. An extended hand reaches for your neck and picks you up. The symbiote’s face peels away revealing a woman’s terrified face more than likely Evelyn but it’s hard to make out, , N…nooo she screams seeming trying to regain control and the symbiote melds back to the horrific face, Shh child it will be over soon the symbiote says. As the hand is about to snap your neck you see Belial and another demonic looking face standing behind Harbinger smiling… You feel the grip getting tighter and You hear the SNAP and suddenly wake up your sheet’s are loosely around your neck. The Snap sound was from a the base of the plastic lamp that had fallen to the ground from your nightstand and cracked in two]


[Private to Spiderman: During the evening you get a tingle of your spider-sense it’s from all around and not a specific direction. It doesn’t last long maybe a second it happens a few more times during the next couple days but you can't pin point it. You do know that it is not from anyone on the team.]


[Private to Harbinger: Please let me know if Harbinger is in the base or near the base.]

Kevin struggled and kicked the sweat-soaked sheets off of himself, panting with exertion and stress.  The room was dark so he concentrated slightly and the off-colored Darkvision kicked in, revealing the room to him.

"Shit.  They'll probably make me pay for that," Kevin groused as he picked up the broken lamp.  "Oh well, it's not like I really needed it anyway."

The first nightmare, which was already fading, was weird because it was a call-back to earlier times when he'd been learning his new abilities.  He hadn't had one that bad in... years, probably.  Maybe it was Witch-girl's reaction.

The second dream had been far less usual and much more disturbing.  The face under Harbinger's mask had been young, kind of cute and utterly terrified.  And Kevin had somehow known her name was Evelyn.  Of course, he'd never seen Harbinger's full face as the closest he'd come was when she shifted her costume to "hoodie mode" and she certainly never shared her name with him, given the bad footing they'd started with.

Which meant that either he was developing psychic powers, which was highly unlikely.  Or it was Belial somehow using a dream sending.  Or nightmare sending.  Which meant he was trying to pull Kevin into a confrontation.  Which meant he thought he was ready for a confrontation.  And that he knew about Harbinger and was possibly targeting her.  Which made sense.  Pushing a serial killer of pedophiles into a serial killer of others would be right up Belial's alley.

"So now what the fuck do I do?" he asked himself.

Running straight to Nasland with "intelligence" from a bad dream seemed like a quick way to look stupid.  Figure the best thing would be to confirm the so-called intelligence.  Which meant talking to Harbinger.  Which he kind of didn't want to do because he didn't want to provoke her.

"Fuck," he decided, realizing he needed to take that risk.

Everybody wore the comms with GPS, so it was a pretty simply matter to locate her in the Shooting range.  So, after a shower to wash off the nightmare sweat and a change to his Darkstar threads, Kevin headed there.

<To Shooting Range>
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After helping whoever wanted assistance transfer their things to their new home away from home, Galina became an elusive figure. Popping in for a meal or mediating in the common room before disappearing through a door for hours at a time. She had also developed the habit of leaving her communicator in her room at night, while she went elsewhere.

--> Common Room
[Private to GM: She would have reported to William that she might be under mental  attack and that she is looking into it.]

Spider-Man entered the building after being out and about in New York, feeling the need to be outside for a change. Once inside, he crossed his arms, unable to shake the feeling his spider-sense was giving him, even if it did go away after it alerted him to some kind of danger that was supposed to be around him. "That's really weird, it's supposed to only go off whenever I'm in trouble, but nothing's happened so far besides the occasional small crimes he happened to catch while I was roaming the city. I wonder if there's anyone I can talk to about this," He asked himself as he continued walking to find the rest of the team.


--> To Common Room

[Private to GM: got it, gonna see if I can work it out as me thinking that it's just acting up]

Octavius kept himself occupied with his work, spending most of his hours secluded in the lab. He had come to think of it as his own area and remained cordial with the others, if not slightly dismissive. He met with SHIELD regularly to fulfill his duties, though he was disappointed to find that the time away meant delegating tasks to others and moving into a more administrative role. Still, he relished the freedom and lack of oversight offered by his new surroundings.

<From Tec/Comms Room>

"One of the bravest, most heroic people I knew hated heroes.  Or at least he hated the need for them," Kevin told Galina.  "He hated them because he noted that the first prerequisite for anyone being a hero was disaster.  If a situation needed heroes it's because that situation has gone so bad horribly wrong that nothing less will do.  And Belial is a disaster, always."

"And, no I really don't want to engage.  The "smart" move here would be to nuke the general area," he told them.  "But that's gonna kill a couple hundred thousand people so we really don't want to make that our first resort."
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<From Tec/Comms Room>

"I'm more wondering if anyone else knows about what's going on right now," Spider-Man says, following in with the others. "Shouldn't the Fantastic Four already be there?"

Galina looked to the others to confirm that there was no reason to delay before turning back to the door. "While a calamity's brutality can highlight a hero's actions with its extremes, I would implore you to not underestimate the impact of less cataclysmic struggles. Many people vastly underestimate the effect of small choices." She replied.

Opening the tec room door once again revealed the windy sunlit balcony of the Austonian which Galina didn't hesitate to walk out onto, raising her scarf to cover her face as she did. "Perhaps they are."She answered Spiderman. "However the situation is still developing and we are going to beat all but the fastest jets, from New York at least. There is no telling who else might show up or already be there when we arrive. Who knows, maybe by the time we get there everything will be resolved and we can help the citizens get fixed up." She added optimistically.

Stepping through would reveal the sizable downtown of Austin. The transfer from the depths of the facility to the Texan capital would feel like any other step. Once through, the din of the city would be at full volume beneath them, a stark contrast to the quite white noise of the tec room.

After taking a moment to get her bearings, Galina pulled out her goggles and sat off the side of her broom, "Alright let's get flying." She said as she offered a hand to Spiderman.