(OOC) The rain was falling hard in the city of Ouranopolist, as it had been since Dr. Minute's horrible machine had been destroyed. It had been several days after the even that it had become apparent the continuous storm was unnatural and some of the leading scientist the the city were now on work to solve it. There had been a new conference scheduled for noon that day, where the days of labor by the esteemed scientist would be tested. If there calculations were correct then indeed the rain would stop. They were not. The rain continued well passed noon and the head scientist admitted to being stumped. Coincidently or not, Captain Colossus, the hero responsible for defeating Dr. Minute was not at the conference. It was common for heroes to be at news conferences that related to any of their recent adventures and doubly so for CC. Crime was at an all time high. It had taken the combined effort of Madam Dreary and the Pulse to expel the Ring Master from the Raymore Park, and they failed to apprehend him. Why they were good heroes, Ring Master was much more powerful then them and it was likely the two heroes would be out of commission after the caper unless they had been extremely lucky. This and other bits of news and rumors were going through Irene's head as she wiped down the wooden bar. In fact she was getting very worried about someone she had not heard from, nor heard any rumors about in almost a month. By itself that was worrisome, but when she put it with all the other oddness happening in regards to heroes in the city and Irene felt a cold chill go up her spine. Looking passed the few patrons she looked over at the waitress who was coming back over from a table. The late afternoon group was pretty mellow and it was the best time to chat with other bar employees. "When you see him, can you tell William I need to talk to him?" "We are all going to need to talk to him if he doesn't show up by tomorrow to do payroll," the waitress said with a smirk. Irene blinked. "He hasn't been around," she didn't question the waitress. Irene now knew she just hadn't missed seeing their employer, he hadn't been around. It wasn't uncommon, and the staff at the Bellowing Bugle were use to not seeing him. As ling as there were no issues and they got their pay on time they were happy. On the few occasions were William was unavailable Irene had taken care of payroll, but that was usually only when Detective Rose was out of the city. He hadn't told her he was leaving. Granted sometimes things happened unexpectedly. This wasn't good though, the best person to find someone who was missing was missing himself! Irene had been counting on her employer and friend to help her find her mentor, Visionary. Indicating she was taking a small break Irene walked away from the bar, walking to the back, to the pool room. When had she seen Rose last? It had to been after that idiot Curt tried beating him up demanding to know about his sister. That had been a mess and thankfully there hadn't been too many regular patrons inside or she never would have been ever able to hide what happened. Yes, Detective Rose figured he would do a little snooping and if she recalled correctly he was going to have Bouncer go with him. Bouncer was not an employee at the bar but was the heroic name of one of Detective Rose's good friends and compatriots. They had worked together on many cases and Bouncer's resilience coupled with Rose's brilliance made them a great team up. Irene stood in the doorway and looked around. There were a few people having drinks in the pool room. Unlike the rest of the bar only VIPs were allowed in. Most patrons had no idea who they were. Some suspected it wad William Walters' drinking buddies and cronies. They were at least close. These were the men and women that know Walters as Detective Rose and knew each other in more elaborate attire then they wore inside the bar. This was where those that were not stars but still heroes hung out. "Alright, how many are missing!" Irene, once upon a time known as Magica, demanded of the heroes present. It would have been better if she had actually said what it was she was wondering was missing, or rather who, but she was worried, very worried, and she couldn't have been the only one.