[right][h2][sup][i][color=f07560]Knight[/color][/i][/sup][/h2][i]Rosaline Buckner[/i]
[i]Protectorate Headquarters[/i][/right]

G-gangbangers… Praetor, you’re in the presence of underage girls, here! In fact, the whole team gathered here are girls under 20! … Too insecure to actually speak out against him, and sort of understanding the anger, Knight merely nodded as she heard the rundown and steeled herself. She had seen this coming when she realized she was the oldest of those summoned, but she was actually going to be in charge of an operation of this scale.

[color=f07560]‘Affirmative, sir. We’ll be on our way.’[/color] She said, turning towards the Wards. Okay. Now to not make it apparent that this was her first time ever in charge and that she was feeling massive pressure from this and hopefully wouldn’t make a fool out of herself. She had Wards that relied on her now! Rosaline took a deep breath. Before they left… Oh, Anomaly was already…

[color=f07560]‘Hold on, Anomaly.’[/color] There was something she wanted, first.

[color=f07560]‘Gestalt.’[/color] A girl with a power vastly more useful than her own… [color=f07560]‘What powers do you house currently?’[/color] If the answer was any other than Praetor’s… [color=f07560]‘I believe Praetor’s would be extremely useful for dealing with a crowd.’[/color] She’d look to Praetor, to of course ensure he was okay with this, but she could see no reason why this would be any trouble. [color=f07560]‘In addition, I believe mine would be useful, for your own protection and for the defense of those around you.’[/color] Assumingly, Gestalt knew what Knight’s power was, and Knight made ready to tilt her helmet a bit to show her throat, which was the only actual place on her that currently showed skin for Gestalt to touch.