3572/An unexpected visitor

An unexpected visitor
Date of Scene:	05 January 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Frankenstein, Shadowlite

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Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein sits in a shield safehouse, watching Young Frankenstein, laughing but also horrified since he remembers it first hand and can't explain how. It's surreal and he takes notes and eats popcorn as he does.

The facility is a safe house in up state New York near a train. It's some place he can be at home without screams but still 'away' from work and some place he is allowed to rest until he finds a place of his own. It's semi high tech security, with a small arsenal but mainly just a secure facility with a small lab and arsenal just in case. The room he is in now is basically a lounge with a few chairs and tables near an open kitchen.

Shadowlite has posed:
There's probably some sort of alarm in the place, and it goes off in short order when Shadowlite hops out of a portal and into the armory. The bodysuit and trenchcoat wearing mutant doesn't seem all that fazed about it, really, his sub-machine gun sitting on his shoulder while he browses through the toys inside, his augmented reality goggles identifying each asset in turn. "Belated christmas for me, woo. I figured the absurd power draw for this place made it a lair of some kind."

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein blinks as one of 20 different alarms go off. He has no idea which kind it is but grabs his steam cannon and begins to look around. He stands and begins to look for something to point at when he hears a voice down the hall. "Who the hell goes?" He is midway between the human and monstros side of his spectrum and he sounds quite hoarse.

Shadowlite has posed:
Folding the sub-machine gun back into his trenchcoat, Shadowlite goes to find himself a nice hidey hole... before he concentrates, and suddenly a radial 40 meters around himself plunges into pitch blackness. There, in said hideyhole, he waits to see who comes along.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein looks around, not liking what he sees. Which is nothing. He knows someone is there though so he carefully moves forward, putting the gun and the flashlight back and forth. No light appears. Not good. "Hello?" He doesn't think the alarm is broken. He's just too seasoned.

Shadowlite has posed:
Oh good, someone who can't see in darkness. That makes this a lot easier. "Don't mind me, I'm just taking a look around." The voice is scrambled, and irreverent. "You've got yourself a nice hidey hole here. This yours, or are you with someone?" Shadowlite remains in his hideyhole, waiting for... with that voice, whatever... it is to step out into the open for him.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein tries to think of the list of folks who can do darkness. It's a short list and he has a database but the voice doesn't match the ones he knows. "You're in a SHIELD facility." That should throw most for a loop. But darkness is something he is comfortable in, even if he can't see. He is now quite in the open but not able to see Shadowlite.

Shadowlite has posed:
"Oh, SHIELD? Neat." Does one doesn't seem all that scared. "No wonder my goggles can't figure out half this shit." Shadowlite continues, the voice scrambler adjusted audibly, before he tosses a piece of loose metal over to the other side of the room, testing Frankensteins reaction time and detection methods.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein wonders at the word Goggles but that narrows things down a bit. Frankenstein almost has him identified but then is distracted by the noise and points the cannon at it. He's pretty fast for someone so large but not blinding. "Shadowlite?" Its a good guess at least

Shadowlite has posed:
"Never heard of him." The lie comes out smoothly. He's definitely used to that. "And you're probably not gonna let me take a look around, are you?" Shadowlite inquires.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein says, "You're on the index dude." He was sure now. "And I can start shooting the place up randomly but no one wants that. Why not let the lights back on and we can talk. There something particular you are looking for?"

Shadowlite has posed:
"You could shoot up the place randomly." Shadowlite concedes, "That won't be very effective, though." With the threat given, Shadowlite concentrates once more, and silently a misty blackness forms around his body, clinging to the bodysuit as it solidifies from head to toe, providing him with a pseudo titanium shell. "You have fun, now." With that, Frankenstein can hear an electrical crackling from... somewhere, seemingly in front of him, as Shadowlite begins to open an aperture into the Darkforce dimension.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein nods and is glad he can see...something at least. Frankenstein considers his options. The guy didn't visibly take anything. He'll probably have to report this but he's hardly concerned about arresting random people. Still. "Don't come back unless you knock on the door." It isn't an empty threat but he isn't being thugish either.

Shadowlite has posed:
The aperture is a bit random, seeing as Shadowlite only has a vague idea of the size of the place from scouting... but his portals wouldn't eject him into walls. Usually. He drops off on the other end of the facility, trying to find the utilities infrastructure to turn off the lights and smash the controls. Instead, he trips another alarm.

He looks up as it goes off, and sighs resignedly, "SHIELD sure are a bunch of unbelievable killjoys." He mutters under his breath, before he focuses, and his right hand outstretches, a misty black flow streams out of his arm and forms to close off the main doorway in with a sheet of titanium strength Darkforce. "I had to find the SHIELD safehouse that was occupied." He gripes.

Frankenstein has posed:
Frankenstein grunts as the alarm keeps going. He tries to remember where the security room is so he can check the cameras, and finds it locked, trying to remember the damn code. For now, he just listens, hoping he can hear something to locate where he is.

Shadowlite has posed:
With no attempt to break into the room, Shadowlite instead once again opens an aperture. SHIELD safehouse marked, time to let things cool down and see if he can hack into it from outside. Alarms are not fun to deal with. Once he steps through, Shadowlite disappears, and so does the elarm.