Slade Industries Cailfornia Branch

Aaron gently tilted the laptop towards him to see the screen better. He knew how laptops could be to a techie, like instruments to a musician, just as delicate and personal, so he was sure not to offend Faith by doing this. He looked at the screen, the graphical design was amazing, every little thing was rendered down to the last detail so perfectly that it not only looked like you were there, but your brain told you that you were there.

"This is amazing," Aaron whispered as if he were afraid if he spoke to loudly it would disrupt the pixels and destroy this masterpiece. He turned the computer back towards Faith, "Let me know when you have it done, I definitely want to try that out." He looked at his watch, checking to see if the FOB's had had enough time to loud; and by his calculations, they should be just about finished baking.

He clapped his hands together and rubbed them a bit, "Well, I think the FOB's are ready for you two lovely and extremely intelligent women," he said standing up, "Let's see just how genius I am and put the firewall to the test shall we?"

Aaron's face seemed to drop a bit when he saw her new demo and she smiled with pride.

"This is amazing, let me know when you have it done, I definitely want to try that out." He hands Faith back her computer and she nods a small 'thank you' escaping her lips.

He clasps his hand together and claims the FOB's were ready and Faith packs her things into her messenger bag, "Let's see just how genius I am and put the firewall to the test, shall we?"

"Well, I don't see why not, Faith stands putting her messenger bag on one shoulder and she picks up her coffee cup, turning to Cassandra.

"So, how are you this morning, Cass?" She asks with a small smile.

Jeong laughed at Tristan. He was a pretty fun guy. "Well then! To that really big mall, Alex! You know the one!" she told the driver. He grunted back at her again and the limo began driving. Jeong smiled and turned to Tristan. "So are you gonna buy one of my albums finally?" she joked. She'd been trying to get him to buy one since they became friends over missions. Their first mission was so much fun. A vampire and a werewolf arguing back and forth while a psychic watched. They barely finished that one alive but she found her best friend and rival in the same day.

She stared out the window at all the "Normals". They had no idea of what lurked under them, above them or even among them. To be that ignorant to the supernatural must be fun. She wondered what her life would've been like if she never hugged her brother that faithful day. She shook those thoughts from her head. She knew that Tristan could read her thoughts and didn't know if he was listening now.

"Yeah, Yeah. Imma get one. Ya happy now?" Tristan said sitting back, looking out the window. As the world flew pass them, he felt a shift in Jeong's vibe and sighed. "You're thinking to loud again, Cap." He said not looking at her.

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The blonde had sat silently, finishing her typical small meal as she patiently waited and watched the other two techie's. As Aaron took over Faith's laptop Cassandra lifted her water bottle and, after unscrewing the lid, took a large gulp of the liquid. It was nectarine flavoured and overly sweet, of course; just the way the sleep deprived teenager loved it.

" Well, I think the FOB's are ready for you two lovely and extremely intelligent women," he said standing up, "Let's see just how genius I am and put the firewall to the test shall we?" Cassandra couldn't help the smile that overcame her lips at the sight of Aaron rubbing his hands together and stood with him and Faith, her hand firmly wrapped around her water bottle while she slipped her own bag onto her other shoulder. " Let's go," she agreed as Faith turned to her and smiled.

" So, how are you this morning, Cass?"

Cassandra shrugged and raised the plastic container she held, " The same; no sleep, lots of sugar, and still feeling like I can take on the world." She let out a light laugh as she responded, even her bright blue eyes lighting up to show she was genuinely pleased to be asked such a simple question. " How are you? ... And you too, of course?" She turned her head to Aaron as well but was mainly focused on Faith, the one who had asked.

Jeong quickly turned to Tristan and sighed. "Sorry..." she chuckled. "But you're buying my album, normally I'd be thinking of ways to make you buy one so sue me!" she pouted before Alex stopped the limo. "Come on then..." She got out and slid her hood up before walking into the first store, a local Asian fashion store. She wanted to visited it often but there was a new worker.

"Owle! Oh my gods! It's her!" the store clerk recognized her, making her smile charmingly.

"Are you a fan of mine?" she asked, messing with her sleeves. The clerk nodded.

"Oh, yes! You're amazing on stage!" She smiled and looked over all the clothes.

"I need some more clothes for a job... Got any shorts?" The clerk nodded again and took off to the back. "Once again, sucks being this famous..." she grinned and stuffed her hands into her pockets. She tapped her foot to the song playing, not one of hers but she liked it.

"How do you stand it?" He said sarcastically. Tristan looked around to see if there was anything even close to his size and thought he shouldn't even bother, They weren't his style anyway. He was content with his role as Jeong's coatrack. He didn't need to be able to see the future for that.
Out of the corner of his eye, He saw Sadie again. She was in the reflection in one of the mirrors. He looked at her full at her but then quickly looked away. he resisted the urge to huff and ignored her.

Elle listened to quietly to the chit chat going on around the table. She occasionally sent a 'uh huh' here and there, and nodded every once in a while, but her heart wasn't in it. She just picked at her pancakes until they got cold, and sipped at her orange juice until it got warm. After disposing of her meal, she exited the kitchen silently and wandered to the gym.

Entering the women's locker room, she twisted her combination into the lock and opened her small locker. After changing into her old soccer shorts and a tank top and turning on her iPod, she walked out and over to the weight-lifting bench. She easily lifted the 45 pound bar, and pulled two hundred pound weights on either end of the bar. Laying on the leather bench, she heaved the bar up, and down, up, and down. After a few minutes of this, she set the bar back on it's stand and took a gulp of water.