Marty and Jeff are alone in the computer lab searching the radar for surges of energy around the globe, in hopes they'll find Alex or Jared. It's around noon, the meeting had taken place at 7 that morning.
"Hey, Jeff, what are all these little blips over in Canada? And Russia? And, hey, there's one in Africa!"
"Nothing, Marty. They're just blips. They don't mean anything." he pushed a few buttons and the blips went away.
"You want something? I'm starving, I feel like we've been at this for hours. I wonder if the others are having any luck out in the field?"
"I'm sure they're just as tired and hungry as we are, since they haven't contacted us yet. A hot dog sounds great right about now. I think I saw a vendor just down the street on my way to the meeting this morning."
"Great! I'll be right back! You like it with everything, right?"
"Right, hurry back." After Marty left the room, Jeff pushed a few buttons and made the blips reappear on the screen, "Now, let's see who we've got here." He clicked on one of the blips and an image of a beautiful African girl came up. "Yes, I think Alex will enjoy having you on our team."
--meanwhile, in Africa--
"Look, I don't know who you are, but if you don't leave me alone I am going to have you arrested."
"I'd like to see you try, Dalia." Alex grinned.
"How do you know my name?"
"I know more than that about you, and if you don't join my team I am telling your father what really happened to his precious vineyard."
"You wouldn't!"
"Try me."
--back in the observatory--
"Hey, Jeff. Sorry, they were out of. . .who's that?"
Jeff quickly pushed a few buttons and made the screen go black, "Oh, no my computer just rebooted! What were they out of?"
"Sour kraut. Did you locate the suspects yet?"
"No, nothing yet." he suppressed a grin as he took a big bite of his hot dog, "I'm sure it's only a matter of time now."
"Gee, I hope so. This job isn't as much fun as I thought it was going to be."
"Just a matter of time." he said softly with a slight grin on his lips.
*Jeff's power is teleportation. He's the kid in the military looking clothes on the title.*
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still was thinking about what to post for ivar, jared is kind of stuck waiting for rain to respond...
ReplyDeleteI was thinking that since Victor dosn't producte the blood(stuff). that the only thing that would faid away would be the things that affect the body (eternal yuth, stronger, faster, tuffer).
ReplyDeleteso he would have the power and the word is his bond thing.
just an idea. normaly when they promis things they're magic kickes in, but if a fellow magic user chooses to nutrilise there magic (ie with there magic) the only way they can influence the outcome from that is the old fashoned way, with their hands.