Bump in the night [Closed to AMC & break-ins]

[onoratamods]

WHO: AMC Night Watch and other guests (Edward Cullen premuroso, Jasper Whitlock insanguinato, Rosalind Gabrielli lastellacadente, & Tony Stark stirare_luomo)
WHERE: AMC Main Compound
WHEN: Day 45, 5pm

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[insanguinato]

Jasper straightened stiffly at the sudden absence of artificial light, startled. He'd been skirting the fringes of the Science Division, only actually approaching it as close as was absolutely necessary before moving to the next. He still didn't like that building. It was full of the acrid scent of chemicals and old blood, and the two combined with his memories of the place made him feel uneasy whenever he was near. Even the Barracks, with its gunpowder and metal and sweat, was preferable.

Moving around helped. Night Watch wasn't so bad. It was no less eventful than any other typical night on the town. He didn't like being restricted to such a small area of the city, but it was only for a week, and a week was rather intangible when the days and nights weren't separated by regular sleep.

He'd never been on Night Watch during a blackout, though. He hadn't stumbled across anything suspicious during his patrol, but he wasn't foolish enough to believe it had nothing to do with what he and his fellow soldati were protecting. If it did, they needed to figure out what to do about it, and if it didn't, they needed to figure out what the real source was.

The metal man happened to be closest to him, inside one of the offices nearby. Jasper didn't know him very well, given his age and foreign heritage and that unnerving metal suit that threw off his heartbeat and other basic bodily sounds and scents that Jasper had come to rely on when dealing with people. He resisted the urge to wrinkle his nose as he slipped inside the building from the room, jogging quickly up the hallways behind the man as he glanced out of the passing windows for any hint of movement outside. He didn't like being cooped up inside when something was going on, but he needed to figure out what.

Tony Stark, his name was. Jasper didn't bother asking if he knew what was going on because the man's confusion was palpable.

"Have you seen anyone else around? Where are the others?"

[stirare_luomo]

He switched to infrared, and what little information he knew came up on his screen. Jasper Whitlock: AMC soldier. Oh, interesting. He heard some strange things about this guy, but nothing he knew for proof, and Tony was one person who hated rumors that couldn't be substantiated.

"Hey," he said, glancing around through the buildings to see if the infrared could pick up any more pinpoints of red-yellow bodyheat. Too much lead and steel argued with his visor, though, and he saw nothing. "I don't know who else is here, but I know, uh---watch for tonight?" He asked Jarvis, and the names appeared neatly in front of him. "But Edward Cullen and Rosalind Gabrielli are apparently both on watch somewhere."

[insanguinato]

Jasper nodded. He'd known that already. Edward and he had discussed their individual duties beforehand, and he could smell the girl's path every time he crossed it.

He trusted this man as much as he trusted any other AMC soldati he wasn't immediately familiar with, but found himself keeping a bit of distance between them regardless, mostly because without the background of typical electrical sounds and scents all around them, Stark's seemed amplified ten-fold. It made his nose itch annoyingly, like he needed to sneeze.

"We should find the others," he suggested. While abandoning their posts could potentially be a bad idea, he would feel better once they were all gathered together, and then together they could figure out what to do. Hopefully this blackout was nothing but an accident caused by some idiot with too may computers plugged in, but just in case it wasn't...

He eyed that strange red and yellow iron suit skeptically. "How quickly can you move in that thing?"

[stirare_luomo]

"That might be a good idea," he replied, nodding his helmetted head. "But I don't know where we should meet. I mean, if it's the science building, there's no way in hell I"m going over there. Whatever escapes from that hellhole deserves it's escape." Treasonous or not, Tony was not one to let himself be walked over - at least, not again. "We don't even know what caused this."

Jasper couldn't see the smile, but it was in his voice. "Oh, I can break mach one."

[insanguinato]

"I can find Edward and Gabrielli and bring them somewhere else," Jasper suggested, raising an eyebrow at Stark's second comment. Whatever came out of the Science Department, he was sure he could handle--had been helping the scientists there to do exactly that since he was a boy. But worrying about that was pointless.

"I'm sure they have a backup generator there," he reasoned, though he made a mental note to go by and make sure. "Nothing will get out. Let's just concentrate on keeping anyone from getting in."

His smile may have been hidden, but to Jasper, his amusement certainly wasn't. Emotions were one thing that suit of his didn't screw around with. "Well if distance isn't a limiting factor, where would you like everyone to meet?"