[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] Emergency Surgery[/center][hr]
	Z had managed to bring her rage under control and was ready for round two when her teammates jumped into the fray each of them with what they got in terms of abilities and skills. The Olympian tried out whatever power she had on Creed, but as it would appear to no effect. Nik gritted her teeth and was about to lunch herself at the man-beast anew when Tess stepped forward and threw some sparks in Sabretooth’s direction, but the bleeding animal didn't even realize he'd been hit. Z could empathize with Tess. Her own powers had failed her twice in short succession in her attempts to subdue Victor Creed. When Tess would not give up and tried a second time to hit Sabretooth with her powers, Z grinned. [i]Good on you, Tess! Don't give up. Light the tosser up like a Christmas tree![/i]

	Just as Nik was thinking that, Tess managed to hit Sabretooth with enough voltage to knock him on his arse. Z could not help but feel a bit affected by the sight of Tess, the straight girl she was secretly crushing on, bring down this huge beast of a man. [color=bc8dbf]"Nicely done!"[/color] She cheered Tess' effort, face slightly flushed. Again she made to stand from her crouch and attempt to neutralize Creed, when Tinley stepped in and ordered the man to stand down with an authority only she could pull off. Z could not help but grin. Even if deep down inside she felt a tiny bit sorry for Sabretooth. She still remembered the unpleasant feeling of trying to stop her own hand from punching her in the face. Nik had to admit, however, that she much preferred that power of Tinley's utilized against their enemies.

	With Creed momentarily neutralized Z stood up from her crouching position and approached Tinley and the huge lug of a man. [color=bc8dbf]"Way to put us all to shame, princess!"[/color] Nik applauded, all sarcasm stripped from her words and her pet name for Tinley. [color=bc8dbf]"What say we pat this big boy down in case he's got something important on him."[/color] Z growled in the direction of Creed. Her head still throbbing with the crack she'd received while evading Sabretooth’s attack. Nik's hands began her search, but with every inch of clothed flash she was patting down, her being filled with disgust and irritation, until eventually she stepped back. Her face a study of revulsion. [i]God, I want to kick him in the bollocks![/i] Z thought grinding her teeth. [color=bc8dbf]"Maybe someone else should search him."[/color] Nik pointed her chin at the seated lumbering man. [color=bc8dbf]"I don't think I can be near him and not want to bust his nuts!"[/color] Her lip curled in disgust and anger.

	As Sabretooth began spouting useful information at Tinley's orders, Z approached Arc. She wanted to check on him, see if there was no serious injury. Halfway through she realized the futility of such concerns considering they were in the Framework. Still she felt compelled to do so by her training and the way she was as a person. She crouched down to the man and halted his attempt to stand up. [color=bc8dbf]"Stay still a bit. Let me look you over."[/color] Z grabbed Arc's wrist, checking his pulse. [color=bc8dbf]"Niah would never forgive me if I let her best friend die."[/color]  Nik chuckled. [color=bc8dbf]"Even if only in the Framework."[/color] As the explosives engineer did an as complete as the situation allowed examination of Arc, she found him to be bruised and battered, but thankfully no worse for wear.

	[color=bc8dbf]"We're lucky this was the Framework."[/color] Z said as she helped Arc up. [color=bc8dbf]"Who knows if this was real life how badly that attack could have ended. But... it doesn't seem like there's anything broken so you'll live."[/color] Nik looked at where they were. [color=bc8dbf]"Well... so the speak."[/color] She shook her head and went off to search the office area for clues or anything else they could use. If they were up against Quicksilver they needed a solid plan with at least a couple of contingencies if they were to neutralize him and secure the hostages. As Z was going from booth to booth, scanning desks and personal spaces, she remembered the cassette tape she'd picked up on the entrance of the building. She took it out of her pocket and examined it again. The name 'Pietro' in the signature popped up even clearer now. [i]It would seem I was right and this was either his or made by him to give to someone. I wonder if we could use it somehow to distract him.[/i] Z looked about. [i]I don't suppose I can find a tape player anywhere on this floor?![/i] Nik thought it was a long shot at best but started opening drawers just the same.

	She'd almost given up when one of the last drawers revealed the coveted item. [color=bc8dbf]"Well I'll be... What were the odds?!"[/color] Nik wrestled the tape into the player, nearly muted the volume and hit 'play'. Hearing Billy Joel's Uptown Girl the explosives engineer grinned, as it was one of her favorite songs. She contained the urge to sing along with the tape recorder. It was neither the time, nor the place. [i]Who knew that bloody git had such good taste in music. Shame![/i] Nik pressed 'stop' on the record player and rejoined her team mates.

	[color=bc8dbf]"Did the furball give any specifics?"[/color] Z asked. [color=bc8dbf]"We'll need them if we want to deal with Quicksilver and save the hostages. Speedsters are ridiculously OP!"[/color] Nik grumbled. [color=bc8dbf]"I have something I believe we could use as a distraction. And if we can get Victor here to cooperate, maybe we do have a slight chance of doing this."[/color] Z once again demonstrated the tape and explained how she believed it was either Pietro's or he'd made it for someone. [color=bc8dbf]"If we can play the tape over an intercom system or something to distract him somehow."[/color] Her gaze flickered towards Arc as the Communications alumnus. [color=bc8dbf]"...and enlist the aid of Mr. Creed here."[/color] Nik finished and shrugged uncertain. [color=bc8dbf]"I know this is the Framework and we can rest assured we won't die if the worst comes to pass, but I for one don't like leaning on that particular crutch. I say we prepare for this as if our lives and the lives of the hostages depended on it and forget we can't really die if we fuck up. After all... Isn't the drive to survive what often fuels ingenuity."[/color] Realizing how cheesy she'd sounded Z flushed profusely even with her olive complexion and fell in a stunned silence.