Misha nods her thanks to BODICIA and then nods to Burned Ice "Of course, now, or in flight? I'm Misha, by the way."
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Chuckling quietly to himself, not offended in the slightest by Misha's gesture, Richard smiled at BODICIA. "My dear, you, of all of us, should know that true beauty is ageless, and that youth by no means indicates immaturity. I was merely offering the young lady my assistance and advice, if she desires it." He took slow, measured steps to close the distance to the gynoid, lowering his voice to a quiet whisper. "And besides, you know as well as I that my interests lie... elsewhere."
The wisdom of Shadowe: Ghostraptor: The Shadowe is wise ...; FFM: Shadowe is no longer wise.
; Techbot_Alpha: Also, what Shadowe said. It seems he is still somewhat wise 
; Bull Throttle: Shadowe was unwise in this instance...; Rock_Powerfist: in this instance Shadowe is wise.; Techbot_Alpha: Shadowe is very wise *nods*; Zortel: *Quotable line about Shadowe being wise goes here.*
Ice smiled back and nodded, with a sidelong glance back at Richard. "Umm, can we go look now, please?"
Getting up from her seat, she moved to the aisle, and nodded a brief hello to the guy just boarding before hurrying towards the back of the plane.
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"Hey guys" Nick comments as he takes a seat next to Ryan. He's wearing what looks to be his usual black leather costume, but without the skulls and with shades instead of the blindfold.
Unlike several other people in the compartment he seems fairly relaxed and casual, no more nervous than for any usual mission. He glances around him.
"Um... Are we taking on someone really dangerous today? People seem pretty worried" he asks Ryan.
Misha unstraps and gets up.
She nods to the new arrival and follows Ice to the back to sort out their disguises. Not looking forward to making her hair black, or altering her facial fur markings but it's the prudent thing to do...
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The young man looks to Nick and shakes his head. "No... well yeah, well, kind of. Just that it's most peoples first trip to the Isles, and we're not quite sure what we're going to find when we go looking for Linda... from what the reports said, she was pretty badly beaten, so whatever did it... plus we've got to track her down too." Cindersnap then grinned a little. "Plus it's my first time on a plane before, so... yeah, a little nervous. You want a drink or something?"
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BODICIA nodded a little to Richard as she went through some more checks. "Fortunately no one has seen fit to question my choice of team... there are a few small additions I could make, but I would rather keep Ben and Smiler from this mission, being as known as they were in the Isles..."
Nodding slowly, Richard followed the gynoid as she made herself busy. "I can see why you'd want to do that - let's not attract more attention than we need to. What can you tell me about everyone, my dear? If this was a Fletched Alliance job, I'd know how to fit into things - as it is, I'd rather know a little about everyone's capabilities beforehand so that I can tailor my... responses... appropriately." He glanced around the plane, a calculated move, considering that he was getting a permanent 360-degree image through his glasses.
The wisdom of Shadowe: Ghostraptor: The Shadowe is wise ...; FFM: Shadowe is no longer wise.
; Techbot_Alpha: Also, what Shadowe said. It seems he is still somewhat wise ; Bull Throttle: Shadowe was unwise in this instance...; Rock_Powerfist: in this instance Shadowe is wise.; Techbot_Alpha: Shadowe is very wise *nods*; Zortel: *Quotable line about Shadowe being wise goes here.*
"First time on a plane? Guess that's a big deal when you can't fly. You're doing fine, better than Zeyna did and she can just spread her wings if the plane goes down. And don't worry, there's areas of Paragon City as bad or worse than Crimson Cove. Just figure it as being a trip to Boomtown of Dark Astoria."
Nick relaxes back into his seat.
At the rear of the craft, Burned Ice started to dig through the clothes, talking as she did. "Did... That guy try to come on to me or something? I didn't know what to say or anything when he said... about the clothes and stuff..."
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BODICIA mused for a moment, considering how best to state the abilities and skills of those she had selected or had offered to help.
"Arachidamia, or Mary, is our muscle. She was the one who suggested we do this. Of course, as OverAI it would be reprehensible for me to send my members into a dangerous, unauthorised situation. As well as being very formidable with a sword, she can use magical energies to increase her healing capacity, endurance and fortitude."
"Then we have Cindersnap, or Ryan. Pyrokinetic and capable of hypermobility. Seeing as Linda is one of his friends, trying to keep him from coming would be an effort in futility. Besides, it will be good learning experience for him."
"Next to him is Nightschild, or Nick. Former inhabitant of the Rogue Isles and skilled with dark energies. His enhanced senses and stealth providing abilities plus the lay of the land may serve us well."
"Misha Hannigan, as well as having an enhanced sense of smell and hearing, is a capable fighter with superb reflexes and claws, and I believe the experience will do her good. Plus a little raw power never hurt anyone. Except power sensitive capacitators."
"Burned Ice is one of our new junior members. I wanted to see if she could ignore rules and protocol when needed. Evidently, she can. Pyro- and cryokinetic, her abilities will add a more refined edge to our team composition."
"Then there is you. If I need to tell you about yourself, well, then there may be something wrong." BODICIA chuckled.
"Our absent member is Starborn, possessing high durability and strength. A bit of a powerhouse slash walking bulletproof shield. She has some journalistic experience, which means that we may be able to get more accurate information to field to our press officer to cover our proverbial [censored] if required."
With a smile, she tapped her own chest. "And then there is me. Because someone has to fly this ship and provide tactical support when required. Also, I have other mission objectives to provide to try and salvage the media circus that Linda's little jaunt is threatening to drag us into."
Misha kept an eye on Ice's selection as she applies her e-dye.
"It did sound like it, didn't it? I hope he only meant to give advice, but... given his reputation... Let's just say if he can't keep his hands to himself, I can't keep my claws to myself." she said the last to try and reassure the girl.
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Ice smiled at Misha. "Thanks. He's cute, but... WAY too pushy."
Looking through the box some more, she pulled out a pair of black jeans that looked like they might at least not fall off her straight away, a belt for the jeans, and an old leather jacket. "How do these look, do you think?" I can take my gloves off, and these jeans should cover most of my boots."
Taking her shades off again, she looked in a small mirror nearby. "I guess the black eye won't look out of place on the Rogue Isles..."
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Misha looks them over, then Ice. "Yes, they look good enough, maybe a tshirt for under the jacket? And some smudges or tares wouldn't be bad."
"The black eye might even help our overall cover, actually... Back when I was in a gang, the leader would sometimes smack one of the weaker members around."
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Burned Ice nodded and began to look through the box again. After a moment, and pulled out a black t-shirt with an AC/DC logo on the front. It looks too big for her, but would probably suffice.
"This should do I think, I'll be able to keep my costume on underneath, which is good as its fireproof... Those jeans look way too clean though..."
Picking up the jeans, a flame flared briefly in her hands and she scorched the jeans in a few places, leaving obvious burn marks; then ice replaced the flames, putting out the fires and making the jeans damp to "fix" the burn stains in place. After a moment, she held them up against herself to check. They looked acceptable, but are several inches too long.
"I know what you mean about the eye... Was kinda like that for me too... Umm... Could you cut the jeans down a bit with your claws?" She asked Misha, "A rough cut would probably look best..."
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Richard listened to BODICIA's litany, nodding at various points. He snorted slightly at the description of Arachidamia, for some reason, and smiled fondly at Ryan. When the OverAI had finished, he nodded curtly, once. "I see. I suppose that makes me the mother of all fire-support, then. And in the interests of directing the 'artillery' as effectively as possible, it seems I'll be sticking close to young Burned Ice. Damn. That'll get the rumour-mill turning, for certain, especially after my little display a moment ago." He sighed heavily.
"Don't be too hard on Linda, though, my dear. She's dedicated, strong, capable and not possessed of the blinkers that I so often see in those with a military background - she's willing to think and work outside the box. It's just a shame that the excrement hit the rotary air impeller for her, this time out." Shaking his head, he muttered, "why couldn't the girl have asked me to come along, for Heaven's sakes? She knows what it's like out there. We've spent enough time over there tracking down leads recently..." He looked up sharply at BODICIA, his eyes hardening, well aware that she will have overheard his monologue. "That's classified information, my dear. I do hope you won't compromise my position with it." Attempting to salvage the situation as much as he can, he draws his lips into a familiar grin. "There are far more interesting compromising positions available, after all."
The wisdom of Shadowe: Ghostraptor: The Shadowe is wise ...; FFM: Shadowe is no longer wise.
; Techbot_Alpha: Also, what Shadowe said. It seems he is still somewhat wise ; Bull Throttle: Shadowe was unwise in this instance...; Rock_Powerfist: in this instance Shadowe is wise.; Techbot_Alpha: Shadowe is very wise *nods*; Zortel: *Quotable line about Shadowe being wise goes here.*
Ryan grinned to Nick. "I'll try and think of it like that then... gotta get changed soon into something less... hero-y." He said, looking to his black and orange armour. The new set was certainly comfortable, and looked good. At least in Ryan's opinion. Wasn't really good for blending in though.
BODICIA winked to Richard and tilted her head a little. "What activites? I do not have the faintest idea of what you mean." she smiled vapidly. "Linda is for Zorielle to deal with, however. Getting her back is our job."
Misha nods and takes a measure of the length. "The armour is a good idea, it's why I wear this, standard issue except for the stripe. Just thought of it too late to have the claw slits added as well."
She slashes the trousers at about the right length.
"There you go"
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Burned Ice smiled with thanks and picked up the rest of the clothes. "Thanks Misha. I'll go get changed."
Nodding, she headed in to one of the two bathrooms.
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Misha nods "alright, don't forget the hair dye..." and heads to the front again.
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Damia stretches, then gets to her feet, heading into the back to grab the long case, which proves, amongst other things, to contain some nondescript leathers. When she's changed, a touch of a slightly sparkly stick is all it takes to darken her aquamarine hair to a black with slight dark green overtones. "What our dear AI failed to mention is I've also had more experience than I probably should admit to with deniable black ops, so I can do the wise old Sergeant schtick."
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Starborn, a 6'2'' short dark haired woman with blue eyes in black and gold suit with a red cape, boards the aircraft.
"Sorry I'm late..."
She quickly finds a seat and buckles up, though a little unnecessary for her. She's clearly not comfortable in a plane.
Tigergirl/Yoko Hatori - Full time hero
Kiyarii Kade - Model and part time hero
Mileena Lim - Alien Demon Bat Sorceress or rather Hotel property owner
Starborn/Klair Elwin - Full time hero and Journalist
"Finally." BODICIA rolls her eyes. "The Fellowship has gathered. Everyone return to your seats in preperation for launch, you can finish getting ready on the flight once we're in the air." She called out over the intercom system, the ramp closing on the Unity Wing.
The ship gave a slight lurch as the access elevator began to draw the ship up towards the ceiling of the cavern, even as the first set of doors began to open to let it into the airlock. As the ship passed through, the first doors closed behind it, and the second doors opened as the transport elevator started to send them up to the top of the sea, ready for launch. As the chamber surfaced, the walls started to unfold from around it to create the launch desk, and the wings of the Unity Wing began to expand outwards. It was still fairly dark on Rolando Island, and ahead only the vast expanse of sea could be perceived.
"Bringing Vertical Take-Off Thrusters online. Energy Core stable... all systems green. Flight confirmation has been granted by myself. Oh, by the way? If anyone says 'are we there yet?' I am going to leave you on the Rogue Isles." BODICIA joked, hopefully.
A push of the thrusters brought them up, before slowly tilting them upwards to view the skies above, even as the main engines fired up. "Vertical Take-off successful, beginning main engine startup sequence. Maiden voyage, so you better appreciate this." BODICIA laughed, even as they started to fly upwards, picking up speed and altitude, before finally leveling off.
"And okay, feel free to get changed, have something to eat or drink, that sort of thing." BODICIA said, before checking the time. "Briefing is in half an hour."
A clattering sound came from the rear of the craft, and one of the bathroom doors banged open, revealing a rather dishevelled and wet looking Burned Ice. Her usually flame red hair was now mostly black from e-dye, but streaks of it ran down her face and over her usually white and blue uniform. She looked like a gone wrong Goth, and her expression was rather unamused.
"Hey!" she called out, "You could have waited a few seconds you know!"
Glowering, she stormed out of the bathroom, pulling the baggy t-shirt over her head as she did and grumbling in a rather annoyed voice. Just before dropping down into her seat, she pulled the jacket back on and glared at the back of Bodicia's head.
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Do not go gentle into that good night.
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Misha's fur prevented her from looking too noticable pale.
One might find it curious that appearantly about half the occupants don't like flying...
But with seeing Ice and the implications that makes, Misha can't help but chuckle silently and praise herself lucky at being strapped-in so well.
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"Ah, welcome aboard the Unity Wing, Nick." BODICIA smiled as Nightschild entered the plane. "And now we just have one more member to wait for. Could someone please do the introductions and such? I need to argue with myself for flight clearance, and keep that meddling Zorielle from stopping our flight. And chase up where Starborn is."
The gynoid sighed as she returned to her seat. "My infintismal nature is compromised due to a holistic copy of myself being loaded into this form and the plane, so I cannot as accurately multi-task as I am usually capable of."
Ryan grinned to Nick as he entered. "Morning! Good to have you along, dude!"
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