(I'll remove this if I'm not approved for this)

Seeing the door ajar, Cedric quietly slipped into the war room. Spotting the people creating fire at their finger tips, he guessed he was in the right location.

Cedric wasn't even really sure why he was here, he remembered that he was inspired by a poster placed through-out the city of France during one of his heists of a torn down museum. So he signed himself into this team of crackpot Meta Humans. These guys were freaks in his mind, freaks that could easily kill him and he shouldn't mess with. But freaks nonetheless. But hey, he'd be making raids into new territories, it'd be like old times. Except he wouldn't have to hide from the superior army. 

Deciding to not to speak until spoken to. He leans against a bare-wall to examine the area around him. Noting the people and possible goods for swiping.