Mao stood rigidly with his hand clasped around the doorknob to a bedroom and groaned loudly as the alarms began blaring inside of the base. Being that he had little more than a few articles of clothing, his phone, and a charger, Mao had been looking forward to simply getting himself a room and taking himself a long nap, content with worrying about actually putting away his things later. Instead the young metahuman gave a heavy sigh and threw the bag into the middle of the room, not even taking the chance to look inside to see what the bedroom actually looked like before he reluctantly turned around and trotted back towards the entrance. 

Once met with Hadrian at the entrance Mao clasped his hands over his ears and cringed at the intensity of the alarms going off, "[b][color=00746b]Christ alive that thing's loud! What's going on?[/color][/b]" he yelled, trying to be heard over the noise.