Basement Introductions

Jp with mdman, Jaxx and Cindy

Agent Powers was not too keen on standing around a bunch of intimidating Dragons so he nodded and replied, “Lead the way.” He would rather follow Alyssa who seemed to be smart and much better at finding clues compared to himself. His adopted father often referred to him as a muscle head during his training. He just hoped he was not too big for the basement.

Alyssa made her way into the house and down to the basement. Upon descending the staircase a familiar person caught her eye. At least she recognized him, though he had never seen her. "Well, hello Choi or do you prefer Mr. Yeong?" Making sure there was a little distance between the two of them. Just in case. Though if he wanted to, Alyssa knew he could seriously injure her, distance or not.

She usually preferred to call people by their first names. No precursors either Mr., Ms. Agent. She personally hated all that formality. It was probably a slight jab at how formal the upper crust usually were. However, she wasn't stupid and used titles and last names when absolutely necessary.

Choi was looking around, lifting the lantern high so he could see with a better perspective. The glow of the lantern caused shadows to become distortions of the imagination. The shadow of a rake became the head of a creature with many teeth; the shadow of a shovel became a head impaled upon a stake; a seamstress mannequin was the headless body.

A voice from behind startled Yeong, which caused him to kick a metal bucket that clanged across the floor. Yeong readied the nunchucks, then saw it was the petite hoodied female blue. Then he noticed the mountain behind her.

“The surname is actually Choi,” he responded in a voice that at first sounded stressed, then calmed. “But you can call me Yeong. And, please do not sneak up behind me.” He placed the nunchucks back into his pants. Putting 2 and 2 together, he added, “So, you’re the mysterious Alyssa? See anything interesting?”

The clang of the metal bucket startled her slightly, and the petite young woman was concerned for a second until it was obvious the green wasn't going to attack her.

It gave the man a certain amount of credit with her when he went with his less formal first name, "Alright Yeong."

"Sorry about that." She actually was, sorry she inadvertently snuck up on him, as she should have known better. "Yes, I'm Alyssa but feel free to call me Ally if you wish. And this guy behind me is Agent Powers."

Anything of interest? "Just a blown door." There was calm in her voice as if the state of said door didn't bother her at all "Impressive. I fixed it by the way.”

“Oh yeah,” Choi chimed. “Thank you for cleaning up my mess.”

Powers? Choi thought. Fitting name. His chest bulged like a titanic boulder, hewn from the very mountains that cradled it. Each sinew and muscle etched with the story of relentless effort. His skin, stretched taut over the rugged terrain, seemed to strain against the forces within. He’d have to watch this guy. He could seriously do some damage.

“I’m glad he’s on our side,” Choi expressed. “Well, the good guys at least.”

Agent Powers gave a polite nod to Choi along with a smiling smolder. By the looks of the nunchucks in Choi's hand, he could see that Choi was also a martial artist. However he was not motivated to find out how good Choi was. Since they had to work with the Dragons and Templars he found it best to follow the advice of the smart teammate and just play the part of a bouncer. He knew his large frame did scare others but he also knew he was vulnerable in his teen form so it was never good to push his luck. He replied, "I'll do my best not to break anything.”