[center][h1][color=#3068FF][b]Evelyn Chambers – [i]Tulpa[/i][/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]Eventually getting over her embarassment fully, she looked to Lillian, smiling again. When Alessa agreed with their younger teammate she nodded her head. Some training with the disks would be good, plus she could test out Ira's new invention too. The thought filled her chest with a warm excitement and she smiled, walking to the door. She glanced back at Decoy's hologram a moment, smiling and said, [color=#3068FF][b]"Thank you for the briefing sir. We'll prepare as best we can."[/b][/color] With those words she looked over the other wards and then pushed the door open, ready to go warm up for their impending mission. Oh man was she excited![hr][center][h1][color=#357302][b]Chatterbox[/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]Rising only when Headhunter did, Chatterbox made his way forwards at their sharpshooter's side, remaining silent the whole time. There was an air of wariness about him ever since their first mission, at least when discussing serious matters. Being a villain...a criminal, was not something he could so light heartedly joke about, though he could easily pull that persona out whenever they encountered some real resistance. It would serve to fit his alias not to mention facilitate his power. For now however, he just followed, silent. When they reached the backdoor he pulled one of the rods from his belt, holding it in his offhand. He kept his right hand by the handgun at his belt...just in case he needed to pull it quickly. [color=#357302][b]"Ready when you are,"[/b][/color] he said, tapping his communicator lightly to notify his adoring fans that they were entering the building.[hr][center][h1][color=#B8EEFF][b]Outsider[/b][/color][/h1][/center][hr]Inspecting the money, he found nothing amiss, which was a bit odd in its way. Where had this man gotten this kind of money, he wondered. Then again, they didn't really know anything about the fellow. He glanced at G4M3R when he posed his question, as he'd been wondering the same thing. Backing up from Gabriel, he crossed the room and decided to take up a position leaning against the wall. [color=#B8EEFF][b]“Was wondering that too. Though, if we manage to bring the Rockers to justice I don't think it'll much matter as to his reasons. I suppose it's something we ought to do regardless. Getting paid for it is even better.”[/b][/color] He shrugged, his supicion far easier to ignore what with it feeling so distant. The situation was a bit weird, but oh well, it was good pay and they'd be doing something major that they ought to anyways. How could it go wrong?