[center][b]TIMEJUMP-One Week, Jump to the date of supposed Syndicate attack shall take place[/b][/center]

[center][b]Scorn[/b][/center]
Scorn was wandering around the museum bored out of her mind. She had come herself to take care of the supposed Syndicate attack that was rumored to happen today but after an hour of just wandering aimlessly, things began to get dull. She wanted action and chaos. The only thing that gave her slight interest in the museum was the conduit exhibit, an edition to the museum that was added in for a brief amount of time before the exhibit moved to another museum. What it contained was a treasure trove of knowledge that she liked. Such things as Cole's amp, borrowed from the town of New Marais, Cole's jacket that was rumored to even of been worn by Delsin Rowe, outfits of the original Reaper and Dustmen gangs in Empire City, the tar of the Infamous conduit called Sasha, and oh so much more.So much knowledge for her to have, to learn the mistakes of the foolish and weak infamous conduits and improve on what they did and learn what the dull goodie, hero conduits did to stop them and make sure that wouldn't happen to her. Of course with Kain at her side as well as her prodigy Sebastian, she was sure nothing would get in other way. Only thing she needed now was to destroy the Syndicate.

[center][b]Kiera[/b][/center]
Kiera was outside the museum, awaiting for Don Quixote to make his appearance. If they were going to stop the Syndicate's attack they might as well work as a team. She had rather grown to somewhat enjoy Eli's company even over the past week, even if he was dramatic at times. Yet part of her was only at the museum in hopes that Scorn would appear, she needed to tell her the truth, even with Eli there, she had a hunch that he knew she was with holding information of something from him. She never dared inviting him back to her place for fear of what he would learn with her investigation in hunting Scorn down. Then there was the dark past of what she was like while in Curdon Cay. Something she had always kept secret once she was released. No one need know who she was inside those cold walls of concrete. She shuddered and pushed those memories down, the past was the past, she had to focus on the now.