[b]9:39 A.M.
Unknown Cave[/b]

[b]"Don't delay."[/b] The mysterious stranger turned away, her screens returning to normal. She had all but frozen with the vial in hand as she stared towards Cyrus, a brilliant hacker that had caught her attention before, listening and taking all the information given. Had she viewed the man as a threat, she could've attempted using her aptitude to try and follow his trail into the depths of the net, but if anything he seemed reasonable in his attempt to garner her aid. Had it not been for his convenient arrival, Eidiya may have strayed from the whole situation, but now she was too curious on whether the man's promise was true or not - not that she cared too much if she was protected. After all, with her unique combination, she was confident not even Citrine would be able to catch her unless Eidiya wished it.

Sliding the vial onto the desk, she plopped her feet against the metal platform and shifted from her seat, her eyes scanning over the equipment and various tools and gadgets she had been able to replicate and make herself over the years. Most would have to stay and she felt at ease knowing how secure the area was, with the door having been sealed for at least a year. Sorting through her belongings, she finally assembled a bag that held things such as small stun discs, throwing knives, and couple variations of handguns. She thought of grabbing her portable device that allowed her access to remote systems, but figured it best to leave it off the grid, just incase this madman really did have the power of controlling technology. That was the thing, after all... she knew all the operatives, their strengths, weaknesses, physical limits, abilities, but she had never met this Laraxis. As soon as she had time to scan his body, sure, but right now was no time to take risks.

It would have to take a few jumps ... but she would arrive in New York within only a couple minutes... she needed to be ready for potential gunfire. Maybe she'd catch them with enough surprise to scan their weak spots. Even if she was a 'super terrorist,' a bullet in her skull would prove a most unfortunate end. And with that thought, she blinked from view in a sharp snap of sound.

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[b]United Nations, New York City
9:42 A.M.[/b]

Since the threat of the operatives, every government building was being guarded with increased security. In this case not only security guards and the NYPD, but also a few agents from the FBI, since the United Nations stood for such a high goal and diplomatic location. So when the small pop of air building a vacuum was replaced by a woman in a streampunk-like outfit, the alarm was raised rather quickly. Not so fast as to stop her scanning though and within ten seconds, people had been put on edge with hands on their guns. She put her hand up, as if to stop them, and whether it was this notion or the fact that they had already been given orders not to shoot, they did not draw their weapons on her - just yet.

The man to her right had a wrist injury, slowing his hand draw by 0.3 seconds, the man on the left end with a knee reconstruction, causing a 1.3% drop in accuracy due to distance.. it made it far easier for her to move out of harm's way. Normal people wouldn't notice these things and even if they did, could not use them to an advantage, but Eidiya could calculate it all - it followed a logic pattern. [b]"I'm not here for a fight,"[/b] she stated plainly and looked around the room. Strange, she thought, to have felt like some superhero now trying to address the rest of the world. It was strange, but she handled it well, actually presenting herself in a confident, believable manner. [b]"A man asked for my assistance... Cyrus... I don't think any of us are too happy about our masked terrorist on screen."[/b] Honestly, she didn't want to fight.