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Rend followed Kyoshi's lead, lowering his bow but keeping it at the ready and armed.

They had been set up. Another point of failure in his books. Another set back.

It was so aggravating.

He glanced at the old man. Who was the real conductor of this set up? That girl? The old man? What did they want? Was the Rockers showing up a coincidence? 

Too many questions, too few answers.

He didn't like it at all. This was... Inexperience at it's finest.

"We might want to head back..." He said quietly. "Before this becomes a real disaster."
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Jason was in a fairly good mood. They'd found their target box, and even if they were outnumbered that didn't phase him much.

He was getting hyped just listening to Chatterbox and his grandiose speech. The gunshots he could've done without, but...

He picked up a crate, activating his ability. Deactivating it, he counted, gauging the distance.

With a sudden movement he sent the crate flying at the drone. [Color=00aeef]"Bugger off, ya twit!"[/color] he yelled at it. Turning to his team he continued, [color=00aeef]"Going by that drone, I'd say that's PRT here. We should make our exit, unless you'd like to fight..."[/color] His tone made it obvious which of the two he would prefer.
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Lillian listened, not quite able to make out the words of the speech but still...

He made a lot of sense, this guy, from what she did hear. She could feel the depression ramping up, her excitement draining away.

Maybe it was better if they just left. What hope did they have of completing this mission as a success? How could they, mere kids and three soldiers, hope to deal with this situation?

Her head hung low as she pressed the earpiece.
[Color=pink]"I think-"[/color] the sound of gunshots caused her to jump, cutting off her transmission. Had she really just been able to suggest they give up? She shook her head, confused and conflicted. 

She sat there, indecisive, for several moments. Messiah's request floated back into her mind, the girl's voice a kind of safe space she could fall back to.

Vehicles. She could do that. Yeah.

Several quick looks confirmed there were several vehicles she could see. A fair number of people loitering.

Lillian took a deep breath, shaking her head, before pressing the comm again.

[Color=pink]"I can...I can see several vehicles. Maybe 10 people around the building? They just seem to be loitering,"[/color] she said quietly, her voice subdued. [Color=pink]"I...[/color] she released the comm before finishing her thought.

[Color=pink]"... Don't know I can do this.."[/color] she said to herself.

She returned towards the glass, frowning as she looked down at the speech giving man.

[Color=pink]"Tell me... What to do ... Messiah..."[/color] she asked though the comm.