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The climb up the rickety wooden rope ladder to breach the surface proved quite disappointing. As Cricket pushed open the thick layer of bark that served as a door in an old, rotting stump, which led into the underground network of tunnels carved out by his cult, he was a bit saddened to find nobody at the entrance.

"Hmm. Mayhaps it was the wind? Or mayhaps it was a sssssquirrel."

Closing the makeshift door behind him, Cricket descended back into the cult grounds.

" one sec!" From behind the door would be a series of noises ranging in pitch. Betor3 somthing like glass had shattered, followed by a quiet swear. Opening the door she would pause in her tracks, behind her a mess of an apartment. Her eyes gave the other a once over, the hairs on the back of her neck stood before the door was slammed into the others face.

' NAH BEGONE FOUL DEMON! I HAVE A BOTTLE OF HOLY WATER AND uhhh A SPATULA! "

He pulled the hangar doors open and he called back to the other Wreckers "Guys, there's another fleshie at the door. I'm gonna let it in"


He looked at Monique and gestured for her to follow "come on in."

"...It ought to be good, if you're outside my door."

Sliding open his door, hair a tossed mess, a can of redbull in hand he gave the other a quick once over. " Nope." Before shutting the door in the others face.

" That better be my pizza delivery, then are already twenty mintues late."

Throwing open the door, the mocha skinned girl would eye the other up and down, narrowing her eyes in suspicion.

Reaching behind the door to pick up her smith&Wesson keeping it out of sight.

" you sure don't look like the pizza delivery guy...so unless you have food get going."

"Mrrr?" Jeff stares at the person who was at the door for a moment, then turns to face back to the upstairs area of the apartment and lets out another "Mrrrrr!" to inform Kate or Gwen (whichever of them happened to be home at the moment) that someone was there.

He snatched his door open and looked down "oh hey Jeff. Come on in" he led Jeff inside

Grunts, as he's disturbed by a knock on the door, puts his whisky down he was sipping in his beloved armchair while reading a book.
Max would open the door with a sigh, cross his arms, eyes slightly squinted. "Yes, what is it?" his dark voice would murr into the air.

Lacey opened the door a small ways, which they definitely were not supposed to do for strangers but, oh well, nobody ever said this kid made good decisions. They peeked out through the small crack and then made an overly-exaggerated face of shock upon seeing who was there. "Whoooa! What kinda Pokémon is that?? Can I catch you?"

He lifted his head at first then jumped up and started barking. He ran to the window near the door. He looked out the window and saw the person and his tail started wagging. His ears pinned back in a happy manner.

The automaton stared down at the furry creature in front of it. it knelt down slowly. Its hand twitching, it reached out, claws retracting away as it gently pats the canine. Even something made for rage and hatred couldn't possibly resist the urge to pet a really cute dog.

Opening the door for strangers again... Way to go, Lace. This time the kid was met with a towering entity nearly twice their height. Yeah, probably another Pokémon, they figured. Not a human, had to be a Pokémon. Checks out.
"...Huh? Another new Pokémon? Where do these keep coming from? ...Um... This one's sort of scary-looking... If these keep showing up at our house my parents are probably gonna call pest control or something..."

Clark pulled open the door to his apartment and peered through the gap with wide, bespectacled blue eyes. A young girl stood out in the hallway expectantly, prompting him to draw the door open even further. He stood there for a moment in an obvious state of confusion. His gaze drifted down the hallway as though he were expecting her to be accompanied by someone, perhaps older, perhaps responsible even for this wayward youth. When he spotted no one, he put on a gentle smile as though attempting to placate any worries she might have.

"Uh, hello," he greeted Lacey by nervously nudging his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Are you lost? Were you looking for someone?"

Clark Kent was already dressed down for the evening, his gamer t-shirt with the Bioshock logo splayed across its front clung to his form, while gray MetU joggers hung snugly on his hips. He even had on the stereotypical bunny slippers, Bugs Bunny in color and well-worn.

"Come on, come inside. I'll get you some cocoa, okay?" He offered, ushering the girl in.

He pulled his door open and nodded "sup, Big Blue? Come on in...."

He walked into his apartment to allow Clark to follow.

"..." Mika just raised an eyebrow, confused as to why there's just a weird masked man standing at his door.

"...I guess you can come in...?"

Once again, out of sheer curiosity, he drew open the door to unveil yet another child. Clark's expression went from confusion to concern. His apartment building was rife with lost children. Perhaps he should inform the property manager or call the authorities. Either way, he peered down at the youth with worried albeit bespectacled blues.

"You lost as well?" He inquired, stepping aside to allow the other entry. "I've got cocoa going. I've even got marshmallows if you're interested. But first things first -- where are you kids all coming from? Where are your parents for that matter?"

Tager opened the door to the Sector Seven base, realizing that... there was just a man standing in front of him. He was confused on why would someone like him would seek out his base at this time. Still, He cleared his throat, doing his best to be polite.

"If you're here to speak with Kokonoe, Then I'm afraid she's busy... You may come in and wait if you want, But I'm not sure what you're doing outside of Sector Seven's base."