"I figure 'an Earth without powers, magic, or hypertech' is a decent baseline for comparison between Earths. I'd be glad to look at a few different guides and figure it out most of the way, or meet an escort if y'all would prefer that. No particular requirements about location for a chat, though I'll be scanning it myself to confirm the security."

"Feel free, though naturally the protections available include ones that make them resistant to most forms of scanning."

"Please follow me, then." 

She turns around, and flies back to Freedom City.

Following a high-ranking hero back to HQ, in a city that doesn't even exist on her own homeworld, to talk about powers and tech and origins, eee! Sable flies down after Centuria, periodically scanning as she goes.

Scans abound!

The building itself - identified from a quick search on the web and from the giant neon logo on the side - is in fact warded. It's a vast dual-tower art deco skyscraper, 60 stories tall and impressively wide and deep. The ring can't seem to get any sort of exotic analysis of the construction - it just detects as if there was simply a continuation of the materials beside it. With a bit of fussing, you can optically reconstruct what you could see from the outside looking into the building - lots of simple conference rooms and gyms. Attempting audio reconstruction from the footage generated doesn't seem to work, though there's a handful of other buildings nearby in the city centre where it seems more feasible. There's a few other things you can see too - an out of normal human perception shimmer of a 'molecular matrix shielding system', according to the ring, and facing appears to be made of some space age concrete material that's used in fortifications against space ship bombardments, judging from spectroscopic analysis of tiny places where the paint is chipped away.

A decent area around the building in a cylinder is unscannable too, but you can tell from the electrical infrastructure - some of which seems to be unscannable, though the wires and tubes themselves aren't - that it's probably wired like the building is a generator on the scale of dozens of gigawatts. There's a handful of discrepancies around the entire area, little sensor glitches that ring can't explain. 

Some metahumans fly and walk in and out, some with detectable physical anomalies, and some without. 

What a lovely building! And oh, these protections are gorgeous, just fascinating. Is there any shift or change in the wards' behavior when people walk in and out of the doors? Does audio reconstruction still fail in those cases? Is there a clear point where someone walking out while having a conversation becomes more detectable? Can she read their lips? Does anything other than the usual visible light spectrum seem to be radiating out through the windows, or the doors when they're open? Can she get any vibrations through the ground? What about sonar? When she gets close, can she extend a filament up to the walls? Through them? When she's about to walk through the door herself, can she get a filament into the lobby from outside it?

Eeeeeee! She's probing wards with her Violet Ring! She loves her life!

The ward envelope appears to be basically constant? People coming out are difficult to analyze for a few seconds, but the effect drops off quickly. It's possible to reconstruct audio outside of the building itself - but it's unclear if the effect that you get is any better then you'd get from being someone walking by on the street. It's possible to read lips a little crudely, maybe, at least in some of the more public spaces? You can get vague syllables out of the lips, but the optical properties don't seem to help, and a number of the windows seem to prevent that all together. It's possible to scan the ground outside the ward envelope normally, and possible to get some minimal information from the motions visually of it within, but the ward is clearly designed well enough that you can't just scan down to get results. 

The ring's database seems to suggest that filaments would probably be blocked by most reasonable configurations of a molecular matrix shielding system, and require brute forcing through or some other method of disruption. She's too far to create the sound herself in range without an implausibly long filament, but attempts to model incoming and outgoing sounds give results not much better then optical analysis - though the fact that there's a perhaps ten story basement, rebar construction and additionally shielded labs or such becomes reasonably obvious. 

Her eyes feel... odd, somehow.

What a beautiful set of protections the League has! She twirls in midair as she flies down, once, twice, then soars part of the way on her back.

Neo and Maya give each other a Look.

After a beat, Neo slaps Sable across the face in mindspace, then pulls her into a fierce kiss and holds her tightly.

Maya slides gracefully into fronting. She loves her Captain, and can certainly fly steady and true for her while she gets sorted out. She turns them back over to the graceful forward flight from earlier and continues toward the building.

Sable gasps and thrashes in mindspace, kissing Neo just as desperately as she's trying to get free.

She hooks her foot behind Sable's leg and pushes her back, sending her sprawling to the mental floor, then pins her there with one high-heeled boot, gazing down at her with the same smirk as the first time they'd sparred. She won then, too.

<Breathe, foxling.>

There's a gentle tap against your shoulder.

She's saying something, but she can't quite hear it until - 

"Hello? You zoned out for a minute there. Do you need medical attention?"

A headshake. "No, just a bit overwhelmed by the results of scanning your headquarters' defenses. I'm good to keep flying, and can tell you more inside."

If Centuria's paying close attention, she might notice a subtle change in diction or accent — even when Maya tries to imitate Sable, she can never get it quite right without a solid risk of switching out, and she's certainly not going to risk that right now. An approximation will have to suffice, at least until they're sure Sable's steady again.

She nods swiftly and shoots off with an extra edge of urgency.

Maya continues to fly true for her love, easily keeping pace with Centuria.

Sable gazes up at Neo in mindspace, rocking in place a bit, and stroking Neo's leg with both hands, eyes still glowing, though dimmer.

And soon enough, they're right at the tower, slowing to a modest pace a few hundred meters outside the shield envelope.

Sable is wrapped up in Neo's arms now, panting and slowly steadying herself the rest of the way, the glow in her eyes flickering and clearly on its way out.

Meanwhile, in physical reality, Maya slows to match Centuria outside the shield and cruises gracefully in. Almost inside, and her Captain is almost ready.

There's a visible shimmering, a light cyan pressing up against the flaring aura, eroding it and pressing it closer to her skin as she flies through. 

The moment she sets down, a pink ghostly figure walks up to them, hand extended. 

"I'm an Id-form, and I will be handling your case for the moment, Please, come with me."

She suspects her Captain could resist this shield's effect on their environmental shield, but it's not important. She shakes the figure's hand, and follows on foot with a nod.

In a moment, the door is closed, and she taps her hand on the ring and - 

blankness, for a moment, and the ring cuts out alongside her thoughts for a brief interupt.

"Pray tell?"

All glow dies abruptly, leaving them in the fabricated suit, then resumes. Maya quirks an eyebrow and gives the Id-form an impressed but less than pleased look.

"Well. That's certainly understandable, but not precisely friendly."

She scans her surroundings and the body she shares with her Captain. Have they been moved or altered in any way?

Neo gives Sable a complicatedly eloquent look, saying "we love you" and "we need you" and "it's time for your specialty" and "are you okay?" all at once.

Sable nods in mindspace and gives Neo a daring grin, then kisses her lightly. <Thanks, loves.>