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[h3]~Mine Onada~[/h3][/center][/color]

[@Jedly][@Animal][@Kal-El][@liferusher][@FallenTrinity]

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Mine shoved open the door to the building, calmly walking inside. It was...quaint. Nondescript. It'd do very nicely. Now she just had to think of what she should do. So many possible scenarios, each with a plethora of possible outcomes. It was difficult to pick and chose which one was the best. Honestly, she was nervous. This was her first time in a live action scenario such as this. She had experience in simulations with video games, almost too much some would say, but this was a new experience. Still, she was confident and any nervousness she felt was quickly quelled by it.

[i][color=#007BA7]"Moshi moshi! Too too roo, Ender-desu!"[/color][/i]

Suddenly sound exploded in Mine's communicator. [i]Someone[/i] was just a bit too excited for this perhaps.

As Mine began climbing the stairs to the top floors of the building, she listened to Ender blabber on about this and that. He was certainly a little chatterbox, wasn't he? Sort of adorable really, though that was nothing Mine was going to be saying to anyone. She let him talk, deciding it would be best not to interrupt for the moment. He knew his quirk better than she did, and it would be ill advised to try and jump in where she has very little knowledge. Like his suggestion of getting Garen's help, for example. That was something she hadn't thought of. A silly oversight, but she hadn't been sure how well their Quirks meshed.

Well then, it was certainly a sound plan if they could pull it off.

[color=7ea7d8]"...Coffee? Aside from your horrible taste in drink, I do not think now is the time for such luxuries."[/color] Mine offhandedly commented. [color=7ea7d8]"Try to at least take this seriously, Strum."[/color] It wasn't like she was actually their boss though, so there was fairly little she could do to actually reprimand him. [color=7ea7d8]"Do what you think is best, Kazetani. I would advise using this EMP of yours as soon as the Heroes are released, or at least as near to it as possible."[/color] As Mine reached the second to last floor in the building, she was feeling a bit out of breath. Athleticism had never been her particular strong point, but hopefully she could at least get into a bit of better shape here at Komei.

[color=7ea7d8]"As for the rest of you, do as you will. Keep your hostages safe and away from the enemy heroes at [i]any[/i] cost, barring harm to the Hostage. I will be in touch, and remember to request back up if you are in trouble."[/color]

With that, Mine silenced herself from the communicator. No need to say anything else for the moment. She had to set up herself. What was the plan here, Mine? What could she do here, hmm? She didn't know the teleporter's capabilities so leaving the hostage alone was a bad idea. Conversely, letting it stay with her was also a bad idea. She was by no means an expert fighter and as soon as someone could get past her barriers then it was game over, man.

...hm. It might work. Their ultimate goal was to stall the Heroes, after all. Stepping out of the stairwell, she walked to the end of a hallway, opening one of the windows on it. After a quick look at its dimensions, it was definitely big enough for the clone to slide through. Well, she'd just have to get lucky then.

She headed up to the roof, clone in tow. It took a matter of seconds to set up, extending a forcefield [i]over[/i] the edge of the building and setting the clone on it over the window. Next came the tricky part. She formed a box around the clone, the bright luminescent fields forming around it, making it quite easily visible from the street below. The small catch, was that there was a ramp under the floor that would cause the clone to fall into the hallway below if she had need of it.

Now she would just have to wait and see if any little heroes decided to come to her, and see if she could help any of her teammates as well. She'd quietly observe anything she could from here, and relay that information to them. Was hers the best plan? Most likely not, but she needed practice in direct confrontations, since she had almost none of it.