The intro of Fall Out Boy's cover of "Beat It" blasted from one room in the warehouse they called their base. Josh took a mouthful of coffee and strode to the center of the room, grinning at the onlookers. He wore one of his trademark
outfits, today choosing his black and blue tie. Striing a pose, he broke into a dance that even the King of Pop himself would admit took skill. Things had been bad recently, so Alex had decided to try and cheer them all up. They thought that today would be the last day that they'd have here. The few belongings they had had been shoved into backpacks, the guns at their sides, the keys of their apartments returned to the landlords. They didn't know when they were coming back- or even if they were.
That was something Alex didn't want to think about. So instead he danced, serving the purpose of both distracting himself and everyone else. He finished with a flourish, grinning.
"Are you jealous yet?" He asked, heading back over to his coffee and climbing onto one of the empty boxes that had always been there. They'd been there when they'd turned up, and so they were leaving them there. They were sturdy enough to support his weight. He swung his legs, grinning at the rest of his team as he took another mouthful of coffee. Everyone was there, except for Ollie. Ollie was doing his leader stuff, so Alex had volunteered to keep them entertained.
"Whoops." He shut off the music that was still blasting from his phone. He played with his sleeves idly, unrolling them until they sat halfway down his forearm, before fixing them and rolling them back up to his elbow.
No traces. Ollie raised his hand and a small metal object flew into it. He was checking every inch of the warehouse, making sure nothing was left. Strictly speaking, they didn't exist. The warehouse was still abandoned. So they were making it look like that's all it had ever been. He ran a hand through his hair and looked at the small, metal object. It looked like a piercing of some sort. Probably Corr's, then. Possibly Hayley's. One more glance around, and he headed for the room where everyone else was.
The music cut off as he was a few feet away. Alex was finished then. He put his hand on the door, taking a deep breath. He still couldn't believe that this was happening. That they were possibly going on a suicide mission. Fear burned in the pit of his stomach, but he ignored it. They had to do it. Too many people had already died. And everyone knew what they were signing up for.
He opened the door and went in, looking around at his friends and teammates. From the dark haired, pierced Corr to blue haired Alex to dark haired, bright eyed Quinn.
"Hey, boss man." Alex said, draining the last dregs of his coffee and crumpling the paper cup.
"Hey, guys. Corr, is this yours?" He tossed the metal piercing in the air and propelled it towards him using his power.
"Right. This is it. If anyone wants to back out now, tough shit. I'll get Al here to block your vision so you can't see where you're going and we'll just drag you along with us." Alex grinned, and Ollie managed a nervous smile.
"Let's go. Buddy up!" He called, sarcasm seeping into his tone. He was suddenly glad he'd worn something practical, just a white t-shirt and jeans.
Hayley cheered and applauded as Alex shut off the music, still grinning like a fool. She glanced over at Corr and grinned. She was trying to ignore the reality of what they were facing, and instead chose to focus on the people she was facing it with. Ellowyn, with her selfish attitude, but who Hayley found herself liking anyway. Amanda, who was... well, Amanda. Alex, with his awesome hair. Quinn, with his adorable cuteness. Ollie, the leader. And Corr... A shiver ran along her skin. She wasn't cold. To anyone else, it felt like she was burning up. But it was a healthy temperature for her.
Corr was cold, a total asshole at times, but Hayley had seen his softer side and had fallen head over heels for the boy underneath. Because that was who he was. She looked down, sweeping her hair to the side nervously. It was a softer pink now, and she liked it. Thinking about her hair was one way to distract her.
Another arrived in the form of a nervous Ollie. He greeted them, before throwing something towards Corr. Hayley used it as an excuse to glance at him again, before her eyes were forced to flick back to their tanned leader.
"Right. This is it. If anyone wants to back out now, tough shit. I'll get Al here to block your vision so you can't see where you're going and we'll just drag you along with us." Hayley grinned. Alex was a nice guy, but his power frightened everyone, just a little. Everyone knew that it would never be intentional, but if he lost control, he could blind any of them, even just momentarily.
"Let's go. Buddy up!" She clambered to her feet, pulling her backpack onto her back and heading over to Corr. She'd chosen her
outfit to be practical but yet make her look good. Her gun was just covered by her jacket, and she could feel it's comforting presence by her hip.
"So, whaddya say? Buddies?" She asked, allowing some of Ollie's sarcasm to seep into her voice.