Re: [NYC comm]
[Clem ain't got a thing to do with heroes, but even she can tell them men in the dark suits aren't supposed to be in this locked up lab, fussing at whatever that thing pulsing light is. She's got just enough time to start yelling for the other women to get themselves on back, and then that security self-destruct goes, and it's fire goes from in out, blasting every damn thing.
It's just dumb luck, Brit slamming into her, and the force sending them both back hard behind something that was a couch once, head crack to the wall and a slump and some blackness as the flaming room opens up onto the sky above them.]