Scene #1275: Log #1275

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Ares	Several days ago during the late evening hours, there had been a series of quantum events that caused a ruckus. Booms and shakes that would sound across the cities of Gotham and New York, straddling the river at times. Sometimes the sounds would be followed up rapidly, seemingly miles and miles away. Other times the time apart from explosions would be longer and at those points, when whomever had been making those quantum gateways had been present in our universe, there had been property damage as one often sees with super powered individuals brawling. It might have been enough that one could try and track those explosions, flitting from one point to another seeking to try and catch whomever had been flashing from one reality to the next, appearing and disappearing. Until the explosions ended late at night in front of the Triskelion. From afar one could have seen the SHIELD personal tending to the damage, trying to clear the area. But after that last explosion there hadn't been anymore, no further evidence to follow up. Until today. Distantly there was another sound, just one of the loud whoompf-kabooms that signaled the creation of a portal somewhere in New York. All it would take would be a quick flight and scan to find that place that it had occured and it would be there at a tall work site atop 30 Park Place, the highest points of the building an iron structure of scaffolding and support. Whomever must have created it is not obvious as no one is there at the moment, save for one tall man in a hard hat.
Ares	Fifty seven seconds later and she's there where she can tell the sound came from, the source was elevated so this would be it. But there's nothing here beyond the scaffolding on the side of the building and some of the iron work that's been set for expansion. Only thing that might draw her eye would be the crane that lies unused for now some small distance away, the big 'LEXCORP' banner that hangs from two sides of the scaffolding, and the one tall man in the hard hat. He straightens up and slings a canvas satchel over his shoulder, turning his head towards the floating woman some distance away surveying the surroundings. John steps towards the edge of the support structure, turning his eyes one way, and then the other, as if trying to espy what she might be looking for. But then he lifts a hand in a small wave, should she look his way.

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    Several days ago during the late evening hours, there had been a series of quantum events that caused a ruckus. Booms and shakes that would sound across the cities of Gotham and New York, straddling the river at times. Sometimes the sounds would be followed up rapidly, seemingly miles and miles away. Other times the time apart from explosions would be longer and at those points, when whomever had been making those quantum gateways had been present in our universe, there had been property damage as one often sees with super powered individuals brawling.
    It might have been enough that one could try and track those explosions, flitting from one point to another seeking to try and catch whomever had been flashing from one reality to the next, appearing and disappearing. Until the explosions ended late at night in front of the Triskelion.
    From afar one could have seen the SHIELD personal tending to the damage, trying to clear the area. But after that last explosion there hadn't been anymore, no further evidence to follow up.
    Until today.
    Distantly there was another sound, just one of the loud whoompf-kabooms that signaled the creation of a portal somewhere in New York. All it would take would be a quick flight and scan to find that place that it had occured and it would be there at a tall work site atop 30 Park Place, the highest points of the building an iron structure of scaffolding and support. Whomever must have created it is not obvious as no one is there at the moment, save for one tall man in a hard hat.

Ares

Fifty seven seconds later and she's there where she can tell the sound came from, the source was elevated so this would be it. But there's nothing here beyond the scaffolding on the side of the building and some of the iron work that's been set for expansion. Only thing that might draw her eye would be the crane that lies unused for now some small distance away, the big 'LEXCORP' banner that hangs from two sides of the scaffolding, and the one tall man in the hard hat.
He straightens up and slings a canvas satchel over his shoulder, turning his head towards the floating woman some distance away surveying the surroundings. John steps towards the edge of the support structure, turning his eyes one way, and then the other, as if trying to espy what she might be looking for. But then he lifts a hand in a small wave, should she look his way.