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When he agreed to patrol with one of his new teammates, Tyrolite thought things would be easier. Two people meant things would be done twice as fast. Twice as much energy, half the amount of time it usually took.

At least... that's what he assumed.

Eyes narrowed as he glanced down the sidewalk, lurking near the streetlamp that had been decided as their meeting point. He glanced down in the other direction, which seemed equally as empty.

Where in the heck was she?

Arms folded themselves across his chest as he heaved a heavy sigh. He knew he should have paired up with a different agent - who knew if Datolite even remembered that they were supposed to meet up in the first place? She was probably caught up in some game or computer thing, like half the geeks at work tended to be. Hands fell down to mess with the dumb sash around his waist, the young man feeling fidgety as he waited, minutes passing by.

Finally, he dug in the pockets of his uniform, searching for his cell phone. He absolutely hated the tablets that the Negaverse had provided for its agents. Most of the hatred stemmed from the fact that he was technologically challenge and didn't actually understand them but that was besides the point, in his opinion.

The ancient looking flip phone was opened up, blue eyes scanning the digital numbers flashing across the screen as he slowly worked his way through the contact list. He only had a handful of numbers and names, the majority having been added recently when acquiring both a new job and a new team.

Crap.

He'd added her name into his phone, hadn't he? Then where was she??

It wasn't as if he had that many contacts in his phone to begin with. Just the important ones, just the ones he had to have, with the exception of a few new coworkers because it felt awkward not to take their numbers down after they'd asked him for his.

Had he marked her down as Barnett? Or was it under E for Ella Barnett?

Eyes narrowed as his face scrunched up, frustration evident as a wayward thumb clicked him clean out of his contact list and forced him to start over from the beginning, fingers methodically touching certain keys several times to pull up the old, fancy-free screen of the cheap phone he'd preserved for several years now.

Tyrolite was so focused on his call that he completely missed the new aura on the scene, not until he heard the sound of quickened footsteps approaching in his direction. And by then, it was far, far too late.

"Hey, what the---"

Air was forced from his lungs as his body made contact with a heavy, unexpected force. He saw a fiery flash in the corner of his eye but nothing could have prepared him for the sudden attack that sent the young man flying to the side, phone flying out of his hands and landing in a series of plastic clicks and clacks as the top half of the phone broke clean off from the bottom.

Blue eyes widened in horror as he watched the destruction happen before him, the Lieutenant flipping over to growl at the annoying new presence on the sidewalk.

"What the hell was that for?"

Fearful for the loss of his only cellular device (and those things were expensive!) the Lieutenant scrambled up, snatched his phone and decidedly ran in the opposite direction before the crazed woman had time to do any further damage to him or his personal belongings.

Datolite would have to patrol on her own tonight -- this crap was for the birds.