Who: Karla Sofen and ....? (Others?) What: Clean paperwork from Event and making the group look good Where: Cafe near Thunderbolt's complex When: Afternoon
Karla sighed and put down the data pad for a moment, sipping her coffee. With the Thunderbolts being loaned out for battling the High Evolutionary, there was expense reports, emergency call reimbursments and of course, lawsuits of having psychotic and dangerous people running around. And of course, as the PA, she got to handle it and keep it sorted. She'd let it burn and tell them to fuck themselves, if it wasn't counter-productive to her freedom. She eyed the wrist band she had to wear to leave the complex to keep track of her actions and smoothed her business suit sleeve over it.
Her phone went off and she checked the number, sighing and taking yet another call from some official wanting assurances the Thunderbolts had not been let out too long. Check youtube you knuckle dragging troglodyte, it would definitely been up there if anyone had been too free with the wanton destruction.