Jamie and X coming to Eureka.

[smart_house]

It may be awkward for X-23 and Jamie, transitioning from Milliways to Eureka. SARAH herself does not notice much of anything when she moves back and forth, but she advised her two guests to sit down on the living room couch before they left the bar.

"Exterior sensors have resumed function," SARAH announces. "Welcome to Eureka."

Comments

[eureka_npcs]

Zoe has no clue what 'swots' are.

Probably some scientists brewing some shit in a flask or something.

Gross.

"Whatever. I'm for coffee." And that same head of blonde hair goes flouncing off toward a steaming cup of Vinspresso.

[walksthebounds]

"Nice girl," Jamie says to Laura.

[cutting_edgex23]

X blinks.

"Okay."

Beat.

"She is like Megan."

And then she keeps walking.

[eureka_npcs]

Being the tallest building on Oppenheimer Street, maxing out at five stories, usually does not amount to much.

It does offer a nice visual perspective, however, if one cares to be observant.

Right now, however, no one does.

It's just a building, after all. All of the residents should, at least in theory, be at work.

[walksthebounds]

It is a fairly impressive building, even from a few blocks away

Jamie nudges his companion in the ribs, and says lightly, "Wouldn't be too bad to live there, would it? Right in the center of things, instead of all the way out in the Gardens?"

[cutting_edgex23]

X jumps a little, managing a scowl.

"I like the quiet."

[walksthebounds]

"You would.

"You don't suppose we could just walk in, do you? Take a look at it, just to see?"

[cutting_edgex23]

X shrugs, one-shouldered and quick.

"Mom might be there, too. Maybe you can get her to leave faster."

[walksthebounds]

"I don't mean where Mom is," Jamie says, scornfully. "I mean everywhere else. If we're going to be living there we ought to know our way around - all the ins and outs."

[cutting_edgex23]

"Okay."

X's voice is a little sharp.

"If you're going to whine about it."

Beat.

"Come on."

She moves fast for a teenager. Really fast.

[walksthebounds]

Jamie's not abnormally fast - but he is quick, all the same.

Youthful high spirits, probably.

"Laura, wait up!"

[cutting_edgex23]

She keeps hurrying for a second or two, then slows down, looking back at Jamie over her shoulder.

"I hate you sometimes, you know that?"

Ill grace is the mark of a teenager.

[walksthebounds]

"We're here anyways," says Jamie, ignoring this with the long practice of a much-abused younger sibling, and looks up at the building.

[eureka_npcs]

And the building, with its

Cameras

and

sensors,

look back.

For all its brick and attempts at comfort level on the outside, this is not SARAH.

[cutting_edgex23]

X is no stranger to cameras. Or to sensors.

Which may be why she doesn't so much as twitch before she grabs Jamie's wrist and tugs him toward the front door.

"Come on. I want to be quick, this is getting boring."

[walksthebounds]

"I'm coming!"

Jamie runs after her, following her through the door.




And they're inside.

[cutting_edgex23]

X pauses just inside the threshold--scenting the air, listening.

Her eyes snap to the stairs, body going tense. Someone's coming down.

She does not want to be seen.

Her hand clenches tighter on Jamie's arm, and she tugs him to where the basement stairs should be.

Her footsteps are silent.

Jamie's--

Jamie's might not be.

[walksthebounds]

Jamie's eyes follow Laura's. He doesn't see anything, but he doesn't argue, either, when she pulls him towards a place he vaguely remembers from schematics as holding a stairway.

His footsteps aren't silent, but they're fairly quiet. He tested the shoes beforehand, to make sure they wouldn't squeak.

He's been on raids before, Jamie has.

[eureka_npcs]

Richard Nickerson has not been on raids. He can't even stand using Raid(TM), a product that really? Eureka should be able to come up with something far more useful and less hazardous to the user's health.

Complete with pocket protector, the landlord of Eureka Gardens looks very much like everyone's least-favorite middle school earth science teacher, and the scowl visible even from the bottom of the stairway at the opposite end of the lobby didn't help much.

Something must have buzzed him -- Richard reaches into his pocket for his apparently Eureka-standard-issue communication device and stares at the screen, reading a message.

[cutting_edgex23]

X has no idea what is happening upstairs, and, since she can't do anything about it now, she focuses her attention on their goal.

That would be the central computer-system of EG, and the information contained there.

She moves slowly down the stairs, matching it with her mental schematics. The most likely place to find what they're looking for is--

There.

[walksthebounds]

Jamie edges quietly after her, darting glances forward and back.

The man at the top of the stairs doesn't look like much of a threat, but Jamie would still very much prefer 'not caught' to 'caught'.

[eureka_npcs]

That makes one of them.

"Richard," EG offers through Richard's communicator - a courtesy to the landlord since the extent of his power is not public knowledge - "Two unauthorized visitors have made their way toward the sub-basement."

Richard doesn't run, but close enough as he starts to cross the wide lobby toward the stairs.

One flight down from Richard, a colder man's voice is piped through speakers in the walls. "Your access to this site is not permitted. Please remove yourselves immediately."

[cutting_edgex23]

X's skin prickles, and her expression gets tighter.

Colder.

But she says nothing.

She just picks up speed.

[walksthebounds]

Jamie glances after X. She's going after the information - all right, that would seem to make it his job to stall.

Talk is what Jamie does best, after all.

He stops in his tracks, turning around in the tight stairwell, and demands in a voice that cracks, "Who said that? I don't see anyone!"

[eureka_npcs]

"Richard advised me not to speak to others."

Down the flight of stairs from the lobby is a central hallway that runs from one end of EG to the other, with fire doors at regular intervals.

At the far end from the two intruders, these fire doors have started to close. And lock.

"I do not believe he would mind, at the moment."