"I'm not incognito.  I was hoping this may be a stronger sign than what I had warn before.  They recognize Lee even though he died long before they were born.  What are you doing here?  I don't see many of your kind watching for gangs."  His voice is calm and measured.

Mindstrike smiles, "I'm here to see you. As I just demonstrated, it's sometimes nice to have some help once in a while. Problems difficult for you might be easier for others to solve and vice-versa."

She then says, "I like that you changed your outfit to something that would more resonate with the target audience, but why did you not wear your usual mask?"

He chuckles, "I admit it...I don't know what to wear."

He walks a little close, and talks less loudly.  "Maybe we could talk somewhere less open.  Around the building is less visible with less people at this time of day."

Mindstrike just says, "Lead the way."

As they walk, she removes her ear buds and lets them dangle on the cord.

She asks, "So why do you step out and be a hero?"

You walk around to be 'less in the open' behind the park's field house.  As he walks, he puts his hands behind his back and takes slow easy steps, always looking from side to side.  Looking west, you see the river and then on through Chicago.

"It seems that there is more people in need than help to be given.  Just this little thing here today makes these seniors feel more safe.  It is a simple thing to do, but not everybody can or have the care.  You?"

Mindstrike smiles, "Similar reasons. While helping the world through medical breakthroughs is nice, it lacks a personal touch. The simple act of helping a single person is worth more than most of my professional career."

She then shrugs, "Sometimes it's even fun."

Mindstrike then takes out her phone, brings up the dating app, and messages Bo, Hey, it's Bonnie. How have you been?

[OOC: Hoping to confirm Ghost Hand is him if he carries a cell phone.]

He looks at you phone and seems a little confused, "Ahh...I didn't bring my phone.  I would hate to drop it while out."

[OOT]
Looking at him and thinking back to the picture...maybe....

Minstrike closes the screen and stashes the phone back in her boot pocket, "You might consider carrying a burner. They are much too useful for some things we can't do."

She then takes out a business card and pen and writes her burner number on the back of the card, "While you can contact me through my assistant and sister Hiromi with the number on the front, but the number on the back is where you can leave a message if I am unable to pick up. The backer for this team initiative is The Sentinel. He operated in Chicago in the 80s, and he thinks the city needs a team to deal with greater threats. I agree because it's always better to have a team for problems. Even smaller problems are easier with a little extra help."

She then extends her hand to him with the card between her index and middle fingers, "Would you be interested?"

He takes the card and looks at both sides.  He looks at the front and then looks at you.  "I had known the association after looking you up after the theft at the museum, but I guess this makes it seem more real."

He takes the card with some reverence and holds it in his palm when he puts his hands behind his back.  He smiles, "No pockets.  <pause> I had not thought about joining others.  It seemed that what I do helped many in little ways and that it was enough for me.  I admit I may not have the power you need.  I have my kung fu and some chi, but I cannot fly.  I cannot even lift more than a normal man."  As he talks, you walk slowly behind the building and find yourself on one of the many paths that crisscross the park.  There are smells of flowers in the air, the late sun lighting the trees and not much else.  On the path, the car noise and many of the sites of the city have fallen away.

Mindstrike walks next to Ghost Hand, "While I can fly and take a hit with my kinetic field up, I doubt I'm as skilled a fighter as you. You may have connections I lack. Contribution is not a single aspect. It's multifaceted. You can learn from others and develop skills and talents. You can receive equipment that could help you and make you more effective. There are many advantages of working with others."

As they walk she says, "This reminds me of of Yoyogi Park in Tokyo. Serene."

"I've never been to Japan.  I was born and raised here.  I have been to back to China to see family a few times."

He continues his slow walk, keeping his hands behind his back.  "You almost make it sound like you need a trainer?"  He laughs a little.

"I was born in Paris and raised in Paris and Tokyo. I am aware I have lived an extremely fortunate and privileged life, but I try to temper it. As for a trainer, it does become more difficult to find skilled trainers as you advance, but I'm not to that point yet."

She then grins wickedly, "I am good enough to beat up Diablo though."

He laughs at you comment on Diablo.  "I find that those who have a 'weapon' may use it to the exclusion of other tools; to their detriment.  But...that does get to one of my concerns.  Against one that flies, against on that is super fast...as Intercepter-X is...I'm not sure how useful I would be and that I would not be the one in need of help.  You cannot fight a fire with your fists."

"You have some points though.  There is always more strength in numbers.  If I may ask, what was your reason to join?"

Mindstrike smiles, "You can fight a fire named Diablo with your fists. As for why I accepted Sentinel's offer to join and help recruit, there will be another Red Monday event someday, and we need to prepare for it. Even without that motivation, people pooling their resources is just the smart thing to do."

When you mention Red Monday, he sighs and nods.  "I did not know any of them, but they seemed to be good people.  I've seen the video from that day.  It is sad.  And I'm sure the whole story of that day is uglier than we know. Did you know any of them?"

Mindstrike shakes her head, "No, I have no connection to anyone involved. I was unaware of the event until recently."

"Where in China do you have family?"

"Wuhan.  I have a large number of family there.  I don't know many of them.  I wish to return to the idea about the group.  You've recently started yourself, so how do you communicate?  Share resources?  What others are members?  You make points about the benefits, but there are many questions."

Mindstrike pulls out her burner cell, "Currently, this is the means of communication. I'm the only outsider, but Sentinel has two already that seem to work for him. Resources include computer access to a great deal of law enforcement and government networks. A trailer has been set up in Downtown to meet and coordinate currently, but other facilities are in the works."

He smiles and chuckles a little, "I hope you don't think 'computer skills' are one of my talents.  I am afraid I've worked with little more sophisticated than a calculator or cash register."

Mindstrike pockets the phone, "Your conversational skills are good enough. You would mostly be suggesting what to look for to Sentinel or the AI that is the computer system."

He gives you a side wise glance, "There is an AI?  Then there are truly some fantastic resources involved."

He looks off into the clouds and takes a deep breath.  "I'll have to think more on the subject.  It isn't that I doubt your sincerity, your hopes for this, but I'm still unsure of my place in it and then what would happen to the people here."  He waves with a hand back to the group of seniors practicing their Tai Chi.

Mindstrike nods, "Understandable. I took a day to mull things over after Sentinel approached me. I expect others need time to process as well. It isn't a decision to be made lightly."

She looks to the seniors and asks, "What's their schedule here?"

He smiles.  "Daily.  Maybe not if it rains or snows, but I've seen them out there in the cold and wet.  Fewer, but still there.  It keeps them attached to the 'home country'.  I've not asked, but many of them are first generation here and speak limited English.  They all speak Mandarin.  Some Korean or Tibetan as well.  I know a few fled and a few migrated, but they don't always share those things openly."

Mindstrike sighs, "Looks like I'm taking up Tai Chi for a few weeks. Wouldn't be so bad if I didn't prefer doing yoga at home."

He stands up a little straighter, "Tai Chi's gentle form of exercise can help maintain strength, flexibility, and balance.  I use the breathing techniques to calm myself...better for the inner energies."