[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=bc8dbf]Zoya Nikolova[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/b9d2804993643b022801f25a4fd9b345/tumblr_inline_oaqezjKQuj1rifr4k_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color][/b] The Framework 
[b][color=bc8dbf]Skills:[/color][/b] Tranquil Fury, Jack of All Trades (Engineering), Martial Arts Specialist[/center][hr]
	Z watched impressed as Agent Reed dispatched the guards without so much as batting an eye. [i]Well, I guess we know why she is the SA.[/i] As Cass instructed Tinley and their team to take the side entrance the blonde once again took the lead acknowledging the abilities of her team members as they were revealed to her. Z joined the team, glancing at Tess. [i]Is she... hovering?!?[/i] Z grinned. Strangely, the sight of the airborne, even only a few inches off the ground, electrical engineer grounded her like she'd never expected. And instead of the usual apprehension at being in the same space with her fellow Sci-Tech, Nik felt the rage boiling within her subside a little bit.

	As the fury retreated deeper still, until it was time to be called upon again, Z realized that she would probably never see eye to eye with Tinley, but that didn’t mean they had to continue with this bickering. Well, at the very least Z was disinterested with continuing. She sighed. They were just polar opposites and agreeing to disagree might very well be the best the two could ever achieve. So Z took a deep breath, exhaled, and let it all go.

	As the team approached the side entrance she spoke quietly. [color=bc8dbf]“Apart from the bit of shouting there… Anything to do with explosives is my bread and butter. I’m also trained in emergency medicine and am certified in a number of hand to hand systems.”[/color] Z paused. She wasn’t sure she could explain properly her Tranquil Fury power to her teammates. [color=bc8dbf]“As for my other power… Well. Unlike the roar, it’s more of a mental thing. It will certainly enhance my hand to hand and bring it to another level altogether. As for any other benefits and uses of it. I guess I’ll see with time and practice.”[/color]

	Z glanced at Tinley. [color=bc8dbf]“We tried asking the Director about the powers of those, who entered the Framework earlier, but he wouldn’t tell us.”[/color] Nik shrugged. [color=bc8dbf]“He was being his usual daft old sod.”[/color] [i]There, olive branch extended.[/i] [color=bc8dbf]“Sorry.”[/color] Z offered quietly just as the group reached the entrance. What awaited them there was nothing if a bad omen. No guards! No alarm on the doors! They entered with caution and were greeted by a gruesome sight. The walls were covered with blood. The coppery smell of it permeated the hall. [i]Still fresh. Not good![/i] Z thought as she scanned the floor. Bits of what looked like S.H.I.E.L.D. issue drone kit were strewn all over it. [i]I wonder if I could get some data out of it.[/i] Z mused, placing her batons within reach and took out her multi-tool in an attempt to salvage something, anything from the poor guy. Alas, it was beyond repair.
	
	[color=bc8dbf]"Well, that was a bust."[/color] Nik muttered and frowned a bit just as she felt this strange urge that gripped her and balled her right hand into a fist. A fist that itched to hit. Her own face! Her hand moved. Z watched gobsmacked the clenched, shaking fist as it made its way to her face and just as she was about to punch herself the familiar fury rose within her. And with it the calmness that helped her see clearly even within the rage. [i]I don't want to hit myself in the face![/i] The approaching fist slackened and Nik managed to intercept the open palm with her forehead. [i]Slap![/i] Z blinked as the rage subsided in an instant and her hand dropped down to her side. She looked at it flabbergasted for a second or two, wiggling her fingers a bit. Just then Tess' voice broke her focus with her quiet question.

	Z glanced in her direction, the strange incident with the urge to punch herself in the face filed away for later analysis. [i]Does she even know she's doing that?[/i] Nik grinned as she observed Tess' hovering feet. And there, a few inches to her right Z noticed a cassette tape labeled [i]Happy Birthday to my Uptown Girl[/i]. The explosives engineer took it gingerly and retrieving her batons as well stretched to her full height. All five feet and three inches of it! [i]This thing will be a collectable item soon with all things going digital so fast. Might as well take it.[/i] [color=bc8dbf]"By the way..."[/color] She intoned, her eyes on the tape, a slight smile on her lips. [color=bc8dbf]"You know you're hovering, right?"[/color] Z glanced at Tess briefly, before returning her gaze to the tape. She could barely make out a signature near the label. Nik brought the cassette closer to her eyes and turned it this and that way, squinting her eyes in an attempt to focus on the signature a little better. Finally a name popped out at her. [i]Pietro.[/i] [color=bc8dbf]"Pietro..."[/color] Z muttered out loud. [i]Could this be Pietro Maximoff?!? Considering we're up against the Brotherhood and Magneto is his dad. It's not a huge reach.[/i]

	[color=bc8dbf]"I'm not sure what the plan is..."[/color] Z answered belatedly Tess' question. [color=bc8dbf]"But look at this. It's a cassette tape. Which is not the important part. It is signed. And I can make out the name Pietro from the signature. Now, had I found a tape signed by someone named Pietro at any other place it wouldn't be significant. But here, with two confirmed Maximoffs in attendance... How big of a stretch would it be to assume he dropped it, or whoever he gave it to, dropped it? This 'birthday girl' maybe?"[/color] Z questioned, pocketting the tape. [color=bc8dbf]"I also tried to salvage any data from those drone bits over there, but they're completely dead."[/color] The explosives engineer sighed. [color=bc8dbf]"So to mirror Tes... Ah..."[/color] Z stopped herself before calling Tess out loud like she did in her head. [color=bc8dbf]"Agent Sparks' question. What's the plan?"[/color] Z managed to finish. [color=bc8dbf]"I'm sure we can all tell that blood is fresh and we probably don't want to be dilly-dallying here too much."[/color] Nik looked at Tinley. Whatever her reaction would be to Z's words this time around, Nik knew she would answer with nothing but calmness at the very least.