Snow was falling softly all across New York, the delicate glow of the sun on the falling flakes spilling into your room as you continued to unpack your belongings in your new suite at Sentinels Compound. (©TRS0924CAI)

You'd been unpacking most of the day, silently, and sometimes not so silently, cursing yourself for not embracing a minimalist lifestyle. Did you really need so many books? And the artwork...

Just as you finally managed to hang the last framed photograph and approve of its alignment, a firm knock echoed through the suite, making you jump slightly.

Who could that be? You didn't know anyone yet, you'd been too busy setting up your suite, too busy unpacking. You hadn't had the chance to meet any of the other Sentinels.

You sighed and shifted some of the boxes in your living room to clear a path to the door. When you opened the door, you came face to face with Grant Shepherd. Captain Valor, himself.

Lord, he was bigger in person.

"Hi there! I'm Grant," he said, extending a hand in a friendly gesture. "I just wanted to stop by and introduce myself. Welcome to the team." he smiled, expectantly. Was it even possible to have eyes that blue?