[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#cc33ff]Starkette[/color][/h1][img]http://pa1.narvii.com/5832/6bc1e5018f8f84044197a5a492149d701cc9bb94_hq.gif[/img][hr][color=#cc33ff][b]Location[/b][/color]:  Airspace above DC -> Hanson Power Plant
[color=#cc33ff]{[/color][i]"McAvoy or Stewart? These timelines can get so confusing."[/i][color=#cc33ff]}[/color][/center][hr][hr]	Starkette had read a brief description of the blonde girl's powers. As far as Starkette was aware, she could mostly just give the potential outcomes of decisions. She hardly felt that was good from a surveillance perspective and that it lent itself better for strategizing and coordinating teams sent in on the ground. But of course, the shapeshifter chimed in as well, offering to be eyes in the sky. While that would be good for an initial look, Starkette couldn't help but find it impractical. Was the girl intending to fly out, take a look, fly back, report in, and repeat in an endless cycle? 

	She bit her nails slightly, subtly reminding herself to play well with others. It wasn't a common trait in her family, but one she tried her best to exhibit. She didn't want to be defined by her parents--she didn't even want to be defined by her grandfather. There was a reason why she went by a codename, disguising her true identity from almost everyone. Those at S.H.I.E.L.D. were in the know because they had to be. Everyone else could be left guessing as to who Starkette really was. 

	Thankfully, Cassandra was brilliant at strategizing, as ever. Establishing a perimeter to evacuate civilians was a good move. It'd minimize casualties and the Brotherhood wasn't known for being human friendly, after all. The attack on the power plant was likely a point in a larger plan to cause chaos and terror on all of Washington D.C., the nation's capitol. Evacuations were crucial. Sending in the speedster as a scout was a good idea as well, one that made sense to Starkette, even if the man himself seemed less than pleased. It annoyed Starkette--why sign up to be an X-Men if you're going to be pissy about it? 

	By the time the plane had landed, Starkette had been fiddling with her watch. It was a custom piece from Stark Industries--she had done an internship there for her final two years of high school, given that it wasn't that far from school. Its computer was powerful enough for their purposes and with a tap, it projected a holographic keyboard and readout. Essentially, Starkette had opened up [url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terminal_(macOS)]terminal[/url], equipped with a virtual machine that had a variety of tools and tricks to it. 

	It took her less than a minute to ping the ip addresses used by the Hanson Power Plant, with a quick WhoIs search giving her the relevant numbers. A good portion of machines were up and running, which made Starkette grin. Penetration testing would need to happen next, and thankfully, people tended to be rather ridiculous when it came to usernames and passwords. She took the name of the administrator listed on the WhoIs profile and then ran it through a custom program she had written, one that would generate usernames based off of an input. With those usernames, she then took her password list from her John the Ripper program and ran those logins, bitting her finger nails in the process. 

	Right as Cassandra gave Marygold a tap on the shoulder, Starkette's program found a match. [color=#cc33ff]"Weak,"[/color] Starkette rolled her eyes. She had expected it to take at least ten minutes to find a match. But with remote access available to the machine of one user, she did a quick search for surveillance feeds, and grinned as she found them. A few more lines of code later and she had sent the feed over to the blackbird's main computers, just in case, though she intended to log into one of the terminals in the HQ set up. 
	
	[color=#cc33ff]"We're in,"[/color] Starkette announced, tapping her watch twice to end the holographic projection. [color=#cc33ff]"Honestly, this plant is so vulnerable it makes [i]Aquaman [/i]look badass."[/color] She snorted, pleased with her own joke. She had seen the [i]Aquaman[/i] movie that DC put out. She still found Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy to be infinitely cooler. She then caught up to Cassandra, excited for how well the mission had been going already. And quite thankful for her watch. It was her pride and joy, like a baby to her. The power of a macOS in such a small size. 
[hr][sub][color=red][i]*Roll for Starkette getting surveillance established was given by the BlueSky (GM) few days prior over PM [/i][/color][/sub]