- Real Name
- Haleigh Davidoff King
- Missions
- 2,669
- Residence
- Hellfire New York
- Ability
- Earth Elemental; Technokinesis; Strength, Resilience, and Immunity due to the TO virus
They went below the main deck to search the crew quarters... everything was a disaster and there was an awful stench. It was dark and dank.... but Haleigh had 'night-vision' capabilities that allowed her to see. She offered Nicolas a flashlight as he offered her a handkerchief.
That's sweet.... but I've already aclimated to the smell. can you see alright?
He had a different way of 'seeing'; he used his telepathy like a cat would use whiskers. Despite steeling themselves for the worst.... they didn't find anyone or any THING that could explain what happened.... and so, they agreed to go back up to the main deck and wait for reinforcements.
They sat down, both independently mulling over the discovery.
"I'm sorry... about your wife."
She said, as he 'sent' her the information. she reviewed it with REMARKABLE speed and considered the connections. He accompanied the information with his emotions... and while she sympathized with him, it was not relevant to her evalution and so she 'filed' it away as part of a personal 'profile' on him but didn't regard it further.
"I wish I could say this was the worst thing I've ever seen. This type of violence... the physical brutality.... it doesn't seem congruent with DROWNING victims. How long ago did this happen? There ARE a couple of correlations.... The state of the ship.... the time discrepancy.... the FOG.... It's a lot to chalk up to coincedence... but I wish we'd found the CREW of this ship. That could tell us a little more. I don't know.... but ONE THING I DO KNOW.... is the way the fog disrupted mechanical devices last night.... really gave me the creeps... and I don't usually GET the creeps."
That's sweet.... but I've already aclimated to the smell. can you see alright?
He had a different way of 'seeing'; he used his telepathy like a cat would use whiskers. Despite steeling themselves for the worst.... they didn't find anyone or any THING that could explain what happened.... and so, they agreed to go back up to the main deck and wait for reinforcements.
They sat down, both independently mulling over the discovery.
You know...last night, in the fog, I thought I heard something. But I put it away, thought it was CRAZY, unbelievable. Last night, in that fog Haleigh, I heard the voice of my late wife, Alycia. Not so long ago, she and some of her friends were lost on her yacht, dead...it took us THREE days to find them, but it looked as if they had been gone a month. I will never forget that day, though at the same time, I never wanted to remember it. It was the worst day of my life, of the lives of many people here. I apologize for not putting it together before...here is all that I remember, I think this may be linked...
"I'm sorry... about your wife."
She said, as he 'sent' her the information. she reviewed it with REMARKABLE speed and considered the connections. He accompanied the information with his emotions... and while she sympathized with him, it was not relevant to her evalution and so she 'filed' it away as part of a personal 'profile' on him but didn't regard it further.
"I wish I could say this was the worst thing I've ever seen. This type of violence... the physical brutality.... it doesn't seem congruent with DROWNING victims. How long ago did this happen? There ARE a couple of correlations.... The state of the ship.... the time discrepancy.... the FOG.... It's a lot to chalk up to coincedence... but I wish we'd found the CREW of this ship. That could tell us a little more. I don't know.... but ONE THING I DO KNOW.... is the way the fog disrupted mechanical devices last night.... really gave me the creeps... and I don't usually GET the creeps."