The guy on the radio said "Remember I'm your god damn boss! That bastard should still be in the city, get off your lazy asses and SEARCH!"

Frost nodded "Yes, come on...we'll get you to safety. Promise"

"Okay." With one last glance behind her as if checking no one was watching, Abigail scurried after Ken.

(Would've been nice to know then, you made it sound like we didn't know who it was. Feel like they would've known if their boss was talking to them over the radio, also why was the head of the velkar hunters patrolling this specific city at this specific time with a snipe rifle set up by the road? Also, do they know he's a velkar? I feel like the way you described the organization they would NEVER let a velakr get up the ranks that far, much less to be their boss.)

"Well you can head back to base now, we'll deal with this plenty quick." Bart spoke over the radio, not caring about the tone. He was as high up as he could be without being the boss already, and he knew the boss couldn't do anything over a few words to him without causing a lot of ire. Best not to push it, though. "And I'll even bring him in alive for you." He looked to Bart, no longer speaking over the radio. "Calls us the lazy asses when he can't hit a moving target properly." He spoke in a somewhat mocking manner.

Ken used his healing glow to provide the little extra warmth he could, aside from his body heat. Man, this girl was definitely cold. "Hey Frost, can you hurry ahead and get Peridot? I can't open the door with her anyway." He asked of his fellow Velkar.

"He still neglected to tell us where he last saw the target." Seth muttered, "Got too upset because his pride was attacked. Let's get this over with." He took a few steps forward and rolled his neck with a click, "I want to split up." He said firmly. He might've been stuck with a supervisor now, but he was looking for loopholes to maintain his independence.

Max smiled at Hades and picked the ball up. He tossed it lightly across the room.

Alright, good, Princess got options. She could split to another stronghold and huddle down there -

And yes! Athena poked her head around the door, popping the weird self-help bubble Stephana was trapped in.

"Screaming for help? Uhh...I don't know anybody screaming for help right now."

Hell, she just got here. These were some of the only people she knew here.

...

Well that was just depressing. Thanks BT.

Hades bounded after it and brought it back eagerly.

Peridot looked between Athena and Frost. Great. Fucking fantastic. She didn't think she was signing on to children when she sent out the call. "Stephana could you call in four pizzas?" Peridot asked, handing the woman her phone and wallet. "Please?" She headed into the living room after that.

Athena was watching the commotion quietly. This had honestly gotten to be almost too much, far too crowded for her liking.

The word "sure" was about to leave Stephana's lips, but Peridot had already left the room.

Well...shit. Try to make Princess feel better, and then freezing children show up.

Why were there so many fucking kids? This situation was honestly really uncomfortable. Snipers, snowstorms, hunters, power incontinence, freezing children, children in general, perhaps children getting sniped - what the fuck? Stephana did not sign up for this shit.

At least the free food was here - and Stephana got to choose it.

"Uhh..." Stephana grabbed a nearby pizza menu, looking to Athena and Frost. "Any preferences?"

"Oh hey Peridot," Ken stated as he walked in, carrying the other twin. "I know we shouldn't be just picking up random kids, but we can set them loose again once everything warms up, right?" He asked, making sure he was careful with the unconscious girl. "It'll really help our PR, you know?"

"Since when do I do full frontal assaults?" Bart chuckled into the radio. "The sparks'll fly properly in a bit sir, just give us the floor."

Max smiled and took the ball from Hades. He tossed it again before noticing the newcomers. People closer to his age. He noted them but avoided staring.

"I'll be the judge of whether they're too strong." Seth muttered outside of the radio. He waited impatiently for the operator to give them the last point the target was engaged at so he could get this over with.

"Yeah." She nodded to Athena, fiddling with the phone. "Cheese. Cheese it is. Good Call, BT."