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Faith crossed her arms and glowered at their new 'supervising agent' this Elizabeth Dalton, looking all prim and proper in her smart suit and official badge, she did not appreciate being ignored and this FBI darling had done just that. Not the best way to convince her to be all friendly and play nice, but then Dalton didn't have to, all she had to do was remind them of the stick as she called it. The little devices snuggled away inside Faith, ready to cause all manner of hell on her body before killing her, that could be triggered the moment she misbehaved. Which was such a damn shame as she did so like to misbehave. 

She pushed back the anger, not making it go away just keeping it at a simmer and ready to boil, and listened to the good doctor explain what he wanted them to do. As much as she wanted to fry them both where they stood she knew it was pointless, she might be reckless but she wasn't suicidal, she was too weak without a stronger line to tap into. So for now she would play nice and plant this little bomb for them, though why they needed her for that she had no idea, but the moment the opportunity presented itself she was leaving. After all she knew someone who she needed to kill, those she was with would be safe as long as they didn't turn on her, and Maya had already had enough time to go to ground. 

She followed the others into the locker room and grinned when she opened the locker with her name on it. She gently stroked her dark red leather suit as though it were an old friend. She slipped into it easily and fastened the various belts and buckles before sheathing her Sai in their custom made sheaths at her waist. Her Tanto, as always, went into the thigh sheath and in the space of moments she was ready. She debated for a moment whether to wear the mask, everyone already knew who she was so it was not much of a disguise, but then she slipped it over her head and eased it into position. Without it she was just Faith in a suit, but with it she let the Furie out. Many thought it was just an alias but it was more than that, to Faith she was Furie and Faith Mackenzie was just an alias. She grinned again,it had been too long since she had been able to let loose the real her, her smile was not a pleasant one. Behind her eyes the rage still burned. 

Once they reached the jump point Furie was eager to be out of the plane, she hated planes and flying as she was cut off from the Earth and her power. Thousands of feet in the air she was too far up to sense the lines and that made her vulnerable and she did not like it one bit. Even at the prison she had had access to one, albeit a weak one. But up here there was nothing. She strapped on the parachute and with a wild laugh she leapt from the plane following the others down. She had never parachuted before and she liked it straight away, it was such a rush that she almost forgot the lack of power running through her, almost. She landed somewhat inelegantly, running a few steps to slow down without falling, before she disconnected her chute. She stepped away from it and stood, arms slightly away from her body and her eyes closed, a slow satisfied smile spread across her lips as her hair began to move on its own accord as though there was a current running through it. She opened her eyes and energy seemed to crackle behind it. She felt renewed, invigorated and powerful. This was a strong line indeed and she would make good use of it. 

"Much better." She drawled rolling her neck from one side to the other. "Furie's gonna have herself some fun."