Midnighter's out of his normal costume - the leather is feeling a bit too enclosing. His blonde hair is slicked up into a short spike, and he's wearing a black suit jacket and pants, with a white dress shirt beneath. In a bit of macabre humor, he has a small pin with the inverted triangle and eye symbol on his lapel.
He's just sitting on the edge of a tall stone barrier, the Atlantic Ocean below, crashing against the rocky base, over and over. The sun is setting, and he's staring off into it - his shades the only protection he's given himself from the orange-red blaze.
He's left a note on the Carrier, instructions on where he'll be. Beside him is a small wicker basket.
There - he waits.
Through that golden portal, Midnighter steps. He's got one hand in his pocket, and the other is holding onto a small stapler. He'd gotten the stapler from Crow Jane - it'll take a little modification, but hey - that's part of the fun.
"Apollo? Are you here?"
"Carrier. Trace this number."
The number that John called Apollo from is fed in to the Carrier. There's a pause, and a orange light blazes open as the Carrier puts open a door. Midnighter pauses, then shakes his head. "Outside the house, Carrier. I don't want them to shoot Jenny or I when we come through." With that, he finishes putting on his 'civillain' clothes - a dark suit, heavy shades, and a red-silk tie.
That's right. Jenny gets to go out and play today - and Mids is going to speak with the man his husband seems to enjoy hanging out with. Hmmn.
He leaves a note for Apollo - simple and sweet.Apollo,
Took Jenny out to play - back later. Have my cel on me if you need.
With that, he scoops the girl up into his arms, and then to his shoulders, stepping through the Carrier door, and knocking on the doorframe of the building in front of him. Behind him, the Carrier door winks out of existance.