Having a new power was exciting but tricky.  With each new power, comes a suite of issues that have to be ironed out and planned for.  In this case, Sebastian was figuring out how to time port to Rotterdam St and Salem Ave, without being seen.  He was still ironing out the rough edges, and was fairly certain that he could work it out.  ...but it was unnerving.

After calling up a map of the scene, and determining the most likely alley in which to make his appearance, Sebastián checked his gear one last time.  Digital Camcorder, both cell phones, his ever present iPod and a pocket full of cash for 'emergencies'.  Satisfied he had what he needed, he began his journey to the accident.

The sweat soaked and stressed trio that had disarmed the bomb at the Justice Building, were beyond grateful to see Chip Wolfe leaning up against the limo outside.  It was illegally parked, but security assumed that the right palms had been greased and that he was entitled to be there.  Hudson City justice was highly influenced by who paid who what, so often times if you looked like you belonged, not a brow would be raised.  Drop the right name and just about anything could be forgiven.

Sometime before the unveiling...

"Nemesis!"  Angelo's voice boomed enthusiastically.

The costumed hero threw the curtains wide as he strode out to the stage. His expression was carefully neutral but for a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth, a smirk awaiting its chance. He walked forward purposefully and came to a stop. his head slowly surveying the crowd as if searching for the next target of his particular brand of justice. Seemingly satisfied he assumed a wide stance and crossed his arms. His stern countenance faltered and a smile finally broke free, unable to keep a straight face at his obvious theatrics.

Hudson City
Where Heroes Lose Their Innocence

Sebastian took his turn in the spotlight following the Willoughby success.  His was an interesting exchange of bids, fueled by his family name and his boyish good looks.  Angelo gave a colorful narration.  A few minutes later, after a familiar six-figured call, Sebastian was escorting a pair of very enthusiastic forty-something divorcees.

Lana and Edison added their polite applause to the fray as Sebastian made his exit off of the catwalk.  Then they returned to their companionable conversation, both leaning low over the table, in a very promising display of body language.  Most people could tell that the meeting was an enjoyable affair for both involved.

When it came to PR, the DiSantiagos played their cards expertly.  Just three months since the party of the year, they were kicking off another extraordinary event.  This time, a benefit.  A brand new state-of-the-art Children's Cancer Center wing for Hudson City Memorial Hospital was on the docket.  The solution: A Charity Bachelor Auction.  A handful of the city's most eligible (and successful) single men had been invited to spend one evening with the highest bidder, all for a great cause.

One by one, the heroes arrived at the Cathedral.  There were three separate entry points that were available; one on the the ornate spiraled roof, a street level entrance at the front door, and another entrance through a back door that lead into an alley.  The impressive armored form of JACE was there to greet the heroes that flew to the meeting.  Those that came cloak and dagger style through the back alleys were greeted by the living legend, Soldier Boy.  While the inviting front doors of Saint Mary's, held the welcoming smile of Ophilia DiSantiago.