— warehouse

@m. mina ⌠blackfire⌡ [] i'm replying from my phone, so like just ignore all typos okay fam?!

A barraged of emotions seems to crashed into John simultaneously, he was both infuriated at himself for allowing his facility to be found so easily and astonished as to how the female wandered into his fortified safe house. A lot of questions plagued the male's mind, and he was planning on getting the answers from the woman, one way or another.

Besides being able to manipulate electromagnetic energy along the spectrum, John's profound intrinsic ability has the power to visually perceive the world through more than the spectrum of visible light. His altered genes enabled him to perceive the electromagnetic aura’s given off by all living things. Albeit ephemeral, he was able to locate her exact position, taking note of how she was pacing back and forth within the vicinity of his training room. An inaudible sigh of pure relief slips passed his lips, assured that he had the upper hand.

A familiar rushed of adrenaline radiated of his essence as John halted his movement, mentally preparing himself for the worse. He channeled his power, exerting himself in the process as he created a localized electromagnetic field, enveloping the whole warehouse. The aforementioned building was his playground, and he was far from being done with it. "Finders keepers indeed, but sadly for you - this place belongs to me" His voiced boomed out coarsely, interrupting the female's inspection of the room. massive objects levitating around his frame as he walked into the room, simultaneously molding the entrance shut. "Who are you, and why are you wondering around my home like some rat?"

@s. youngho ⌠magneto⌡ [] oh shush its fine you

mina was easily amused by everything around her. it was much different than the life she had on her own planet, and when she came to earth to follow after starfire, she couldnt help but find absolute fascination in everything that was around her. manipulating people, one of her many talents and abilities, was outrageously easy. she could easily have anyone wrapped around her finger. while she took men under her wing for business purposes— starfire hadnt been too pleased when she took a liking to robin to weasel information out of him— she kept females to herself, for pleasure. men were toys, women were treasure.

since she had come, she wanted somewhere nice to stay. somewhere safe, where she could be away from prying eyes when she needed to get her work done. upon finding the warehouse, she knew she found exactly what she was looking for. it was perfect: shielded away, nicely kept-- oart of her wondered if someone else was occupying the residence, but the state of it didnt seem likely.

"well, it looks like i've found myself a new home." utterly pleased with herself, mina walked along the perimeter, trailing her fingertips over the cold metal, a smile curving up the delicate features of her lips. a soft purple light emenated from her palm as she lit up the warehouse, looking up and around as the light showed her the expanse of the room. she didnt notice anything out of the ordinary, chirping happily. "hmph. well, finders keepers!"

@m. mina ⌠blackfire⌡ [] ignore any typos, and sorry if it - my brain won't cooperate.

Nimble limbs absentmindedly lead John into the warehouse; as he trudged through the back entrance, his infamous helmet in hand. Agitated, fatigued, and aggravated - these barraged of negatively connotated adjectives pretty much summed up John's current mood; the uneventful day was beyond exhausting.

Pushing such thoughts and feelings aside he sped up towards the battered couch gracing his dimly lit room, where hours were spent contemplating and forming intricate plots leading towards world domination; flopping his body into the expense of the soft welcoming cushion.

His trance was broken, eyes gravitating towards the monitor, displaying a clearly unwelcome intruder messing about in his sanctuary. The warehouse albeit its abandoned and tattered demeanor was the base of John's operation. Filled with vast treasures, researches and weaponry that could easily destroy a city over night. He took a moment to study the trespasser, she was intriguing to say the least. The whole warehouse was clad in metals of all sort - designed by himself. It was not only his research facility, but a safehouse that had stowed away dozes of wanted criminals and so called, "villains.' unwanted guest seldom leave on the own accord, more often then none, leaving in body bags. John stood up and trudges out of his door, his aim was to get answers from this daring female. She was obviously not some random wanderer, he can feel her strong presence, she was definitely dangerous . He levitated, ensuring to keep his presence unknown - his gaze switching from one corner to another, making sure she was alone.
"looks like, i'll be busy today - "

@s. youngho ⌠magneto⌡ [] idk what this is but its 10pm and mobile life and yes

she didnt quite know where she was going, or what she was doing for that matter. she simply had some sort of attraction to the strange and desolate area; she was curious as to see what it would be like inside. mina took careful steps into the abandoned warehouse, fingertips glancing over the rusty old walls as her eyes trailed over the expanse of the room. a small smile playing on her lips, she became a bit more carefree, wiping her hand on her thigh as she stood up on an old crate, a small squeak coming from it as she rocked on her heels before she hopped down. "well, this place sure is fun. wonder what i could do here. maybe my little sister would want to stay here..." she was speaking to herself, clearly not expecting anyone to be in the abandoned area.

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