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Accipiter didn't even move as Nightstrike moved over to deal with the system, instead standing just as she was a short distance away, as she watched Nightstrike go about her business. Even when the woman looked over her shoulder at the other operative, Accipiter offered no noticeable external reaction. She then looked over at the other nearby person in the room, scanning databases on the inside of her helmet as she looked for an ID on the man. Even then, she did not respond, merely staring at Unknown before looking back to Nightstrike as she waited for a status update.
[color=#ff0000]Composition Team[/color]
"Yes, Unknown, this is who CIPH3R was telling you about." Nightstrike said as she turned back towards the main screen. "And no, I will go have a talk with him. However, you'll be coming with me as back-up."
The console binged at that moment as entries from various agency databases popped onto a smaller window overlapping the image on the main screen. They identified the intruder as Kartanian, an alien mercenary and spy who had shown up less than a year ago. As Nightstrike looked over the database entries, it didn't take her long to notice that they were all the same. Exactly the same. "Interesting..." she said to herself as she memorized the entries for reproduction later. She shut down the console, then waved Unknown and Accipiter over.
"The plan is to take the elevator back up to the garage. But I will stop it two levels away from the surface and we will use a tunnel that exits deeper into the garage. I'll approach Kartanian while you two set up in the shadows in case he gets violent. I don't expect that to happen, but victory favors the prepared. That is, if you want to assist, Accipiter?" she asked, turning to look at the other woman.
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
"I will assist for the sake of gathering information on your group's combat capabilities and general cohesion," she states, her voice flat as she stared at Nighstrike, before looking to Unknown briefly, "additional information on our target will be required for more efficient engagement."
[color=#ff0000]Composition Team[/color]
"I will go ahead and watch from the shadows as you advise." He turned solid black then melted into a puddle of black slime. The slime slid along the floor for the elevator and inside the shaft. Easly climbing / sliding up the side of the shaft he made his way to the garage. Reaching the right level he moved out of the shaft and along the edge of the wall. Going to the top of the ceiling and clinging there in a darkened corner.
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Personal rules of good roleplay
1.) Nothing goes as planned.
2.) If it goes as planned it's not good RP
Kartanian waited and looked about, whistling a happy tune inside his head. The amount of time required to present a response--and the kind of response it was--would tell him a great deal. He really didn't know just who he was dealing with, but that had never stopped him before. He had a feeling that something was afoot, and his irrepressible curiosity was driving him on.
After all, he still had lives left, as the saying went.
A Wing and a Prayer, A Strong, Strong Wind, All Forests are One, Power Struggles - Venture City metahuman novels in the spirit of City of Heroes and other comic book superhero fiction. (http://bit.ly/sdpbooks)
Nightstrike led Accipiter back to the elevator and hit the second button on the control panel. As the elevator slid into motion, she reached further down and flipped up a panel. Inside the panel was a dial, which she spun a quarter-turn counter-clockwise.
The elevator stopped before it reached the garage and spun ninety degrees to the right. The door opened to reveal a long passage with a ladder at the end. She turned to Accipiter.
"You'll find a trapdoor at the top that will let you out into the unused portion of the garage. You'll be able to observe my meeting with Kartanian from there and be in position to assist, if necessary."
[color=#FF7F50]Putting yourself in another persons shoes emotionally is something that everyone has to experience eventually. It's part of learning to be a human being. Roleplayers do it for fun.[/color]
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