O.W.'s room (Also temp housing for former O5 Sybil)

The room sits in a state of disarray. On the bed lays a thirteen year old girl, sleeping peacefully. The small TV atop the dresser is quietly running some kind of biography on the life of some vaguely important athlete. Clothes of varying sizes and shapes are strewn all around the room. On the dresser sits a number of photos in brass frames containing images from multiple events in both O.W.'s and Sybil's lives.

Walks up to the door and knocks and waits for alittle listening closely to hear if anyone is inside when I don't I lightly push the door seeing its locked. Then bends down picking the lock and walks in lightly closing it and locking it back walking over to the camera placing the small device on it out of sight and looks for a place to set the second one where it cant be found. Then I find the perfect spot and quietly place it .Turning I walk over talking the device from the camera and leave locking the door back behind me.

As LOC is leaving my room, O.W. comes running around the corner and slams into him. He shakes his head and starts yelling at LOC, "Why the ████ were you in my room just now!?"

Shakes head adjusting his mask looking down at OW, "Hey um sorry I was actually looking for you plus I forgot something in your room last time I came over and we talked well um a here take this I don't want you to do anything with it till I tell you don't open it or read it kay. Hey I need to go I have some other things to deal with I'll talk to you later kay also remind me next time we are heading out for a drink with the others kay." Walks of after handing OW a blank letter with his family seal on it.

"I don't remember you ever coming to my room before LOC. We've only met in the Med Bay. What were you doing in the same room as Sybil while she was asleep?"

Stops sighs, "I was looking for something I lost and for you besides this isn't the first time we met Mazz hatters and your MTF work close together remember I've seen you around and the others tell me things every once in a while, and I didn't know she was in there. Now I need to be off please remember what I said alright also tell Sybil I said hey and sorry don't want her to bring a bat after me." Smiles softly and waves., "Got bye."

He shakes his head again, "Whatever. I'm warning you now though, if you fucked with my room, I'm gonna break your neck." He quickly jumps up and throws the door open, causing a loud slam to echo through the hall.

Laughs softly then shakes his head as well and heads back the halls to look for the other person he was told to leave a message to.

O.W. stormed into the room, looking around frantically for things to bring with him. He looks to the bed to find a annoyed Sybil looking at him, "What the hell is going on!? Why are you just barging into your own room like this!?" She exclaimed, glaring at O.W. "Listen here," He retorted in a stern voice. "You're going to get your lazy ████ outta bed, gather up some stuff, and follow me as we get the hell out of here. Someone is trying to kill Zor and I, and I'm pretty sure that you won't last long if we leave." He began digging through his dresser, pulling out a multitude of clothes to pack away. He placed the clothes on the bed, reaching under to find his black duffle bag. He look at Sybil who was still sitting in bed staring at him, "Do I need to tell you again? Get your ████ out of bed and get moving!" At this Sybil quickly threw herself from the bed, grabbing the few possessions she'd managed to bring with her from the O5 living quarters. O.W. slung the packed duffle bag around his shoulder and made his way to the door, stopping at the threshold as he remember an important item he was forgetting. He turned, looking to a polished oak box sitting atop his nightstand. He moved towards it and opened it, removing the two items from it along with his M1911. He placed the two items in his back pocket before loading the pistol and placing it in his side holster, opting to hold his standard issue Glock 19 instead. He looked to Sybil and nodded towards the door, motioning for them to get out. As they made their way into the hall, he removed his walkie-talkie for his belt and spoke into it, "Hey Zor, I got my ████ and need a location to go to, over"

"Meet me in the garage," Zor's voice says crackling to life over the radio.