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[MrVoid]

"Does it have any memory of what it records?  And where's the controller then?"

[GreatWyrmGold]

"It transmits to whatever phone or computer or whatever it's getting controls from."

[MrVoid]

"Is there any way to tell which phone or computer it is?"

[GreatWyrmGold]

She shrugs. "Check it for files?"
She unlocks and hands over her phone. With smugness?

[MrVoid]

"Why aren't you more worried about the fact that someone is using your toys for spying on us?" Elena says as she opens the phone's files and looks at it's contents.

[GreatWyrmGold]

((It would presumably an image file.))

"Not my room, is it?" Nervousness. "Actually, yeah that is a good point..."

The phone has no evidence of such videos.

[MrVoid]

((Edited: Just going to guess no evidence at all.))

Elena hands Blaster the phone back, "Alright, well... something to think about then.  Oh, also, Momentum says that with new blood maybe coming in tomorrow, that we should temporarily, maybe permanently, adopt a policy of locking our room doors when we leave.  Just in case someone decides to be troublesome."

[GreatWyrmGold]

She nods. "Yes, mom."
Relief, minor annoyance.

[MrVoid]

Elena thanks Blaster for the help.  The mom thing had dug a little bit, but Elena wasn't going to push it.  She returns to Selina's room to check on her, wondering if she had maybe done something wrong.

[Unholy_Pariah]

Steven watches over the park for a final few minutes then begins making his way out to investigates rumours he had heard of gang members moving in nearby.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Hm. Let's see...what was that one group? The Bear Mooses, the one with that Brute? They're having some squabbles with the Jets. And both of them are having to deal with Rats and fighting with the Shadow Strikers over--

"Hey, you."
Steven turns. Behind him are three individuals. A teenager with a gray T-shirt, sweatpants, and balaclava, all covered in circuit boards stands to the left, with a stout...person in a wetsuit, mask, and weird vest thing to the right. Between them is an old man in a bathrobe, sweatpants, and pink filthy fuzzy slippers. This last one is rather distinctive: Running Oracle, member of the Deadly Four.

(For reference: The Dealy Four are a bit like the Slaughterhouse Nine. Impermanent members, no real focus, stuff like that. Two main differences: They don't have any "core" members like Jack or Bonesaw, and their scale is smaller overall. Aside from having half the numbers, they tend towards petty crimes instead of murder, don't leave Toronto, and have a reputation comparable to that of Leet and Uber.)

[RangerCado]

Elena thanks Blaster for the help.  The mom thing had dug a little bit, but Elena wasn't going to push it.  She returns to Selina's room to check on her, wondering if she had maybe done something wrong.

Selina is not at all upset it seems, just really confused emotionally. She seems to have rather liked the kiss but... did she really want to pursue it when everyday brought the risk of her other side taking over and ruining or? Or one of them dying and leaving the other to wallow in misery? She was so confused!

[MrVoid]

Elena knocks on the side of Selina's door to get her attention, "Hey," she says sweetly "how are you doing?"

((That is an IC and an OOC question))

[RangerCado]

"Oh... y-yeah just... c-c-c-confused..." Selina looks at her nervously, blushing a little. (500)

[MrVoid]

"Well, yeah, I kinda guessed that. I suppose that I should've asked if you wanted to talk about it."