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Omega paced the floor of the newly renovated headquarters. Well, he was walking [i]as if[/i] he were on the floor, but was actually strolling around on the high ceiling of the auditorium. He had been checking the integrity of the repairs, seeing as they were in the middle of a rainstorm and Ditch had yet to arrive. It was quite odd when he thought about it. Ditch had always been the first to show up the previous couple of times she called the team together, so he assumed she was the punctual type.

He looked up -- or down rather -- at his fellow vigilantes and a pleased grin formed on his face. It looked like most everyone had made the return trip, and it seemed the team was solidifying. With the steady flow of supers being captured and the threat of Umbra increasing, it was good to see things coming together. He had even started training with Raven Tale in the past few days, something that he had only done alone before.

Just as he bent down to examine the ceiling once more, a loud series of bangs rocked the barely-furnished auditorium and echoed throughout the room. He looked down to see Reaper already headed to the entrance. He could faintly hear Ditch’s voice screaming through the door, and she sounded panicked, though he was too far up to hear exactly what she was saying. She burst through the door as Reaper opened it cradling a small, unconscious child and Omega’s eyes widened behind his goggles. Even from his current position, Omega could see that the kid was in bad shape. He quickly descended landing on the ground as Reaper rushed the boy to the stage, followed by Raven Tale and Turn Back. With first aid, warmth, and provisions already being applied, Omega turned to Ditch who was still standing at the entrance, soaked and shaken. He figured he didn't want to overcrowd the operation, so he proceed quickly to help her.

[color=a0410d][b]“C'mon, let's have a seat.”[/b][/color]

He walked her to the nearest couch while simultaneously keeping an eye on the vigilantes helping the child. Not trying to increase her panic, he spoke in a calm but urgent voice.

[color=a0410d][b]“Alright, calm down and tell me what happened. A little slower this time.”[/b][/color]