[h2][center]Marionetta Molly[/center][/h2]
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[color=#A9A9A9]Finally, it was her turn. Molly hadn't much to do between the meeting at the villains' hideout and this moment. The helicopter ride had been spent idly observing Quinn as she created a number of home-made explosives in the helicopter, frequently looking over her shoulder as she did her best to memorize the methods she used. It would be a helpful skill to learn if she could, though simple observation only told her so much. Other than that, there hadn't been much for her to do until the time came to play her role. Which she prepared to do upon seeing Quinn blow open the back end of the transport holding their ally. Molly hung her legs over the edge of the open helicopter door, threads of her legs and torso finding their purchase on the underside of the flying vehicle, which had been made invisible and silent by the quirk of their as of yet unintroduced pilot.

She saw several flee from the transport below, scattering like mice, save for one who stayed next to Quinn. That was likely to be their target. From the distance, she couldn't tell much about her, save for the sight of the bulky outfit she wore. Molly could only assume she'd been stuffed into that to prevent her from using her quirk, whatever it was. Still, lifting it wouldn't be any problem for her. 

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"I've eyes on the target. Bring us to forty feet and make a pass over the transport,"[color=#A9A9A9] Molly instructed the pilot. She pulled the threads of her arms off the inside walls of the helicopter, allowing her body to fall down beneath the helicopter. Now outside the helicopter, hanging a good thirty feet below, she appeared to be flying completely of her own power thanks to the pilot's quirk. Well, for a little while, anyway. Before dipping low as instructed, the pilot deactivated his quirk, allowing the helicopter to become visible to those below, in preparation for Quinn to jump aboard as well. 

What neither Molly nor the pilot expected was that Sana herself would do just that instead, the girl somehow mustering enough strength to make the 40-foot leap up to the helicopter all on her before it even began the flyover of the transport, completely bypassing Molly on the way up. After feeling a twinge of disappointment, Molly's mind raced to come up with a new role for herself. After all, plans almost never went off exactly as planned, so getting hung up over every unexpected situation was pointless. It was better for her to think of what else she could do rather than simply let herself be useless. Luckily, the pilot was still taking her over the transport, meaning there was one other person she could pick up.

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"Up we go, tigress!"[color=#A9A9A9] Marionetta called out to Quinn as she passed just above the scorpion-tailed woman, her arms hanging down limp so their threads could wrap around Quinn and lift her up as she passed. Assuming Quinn didn't have any objections or other objectives to fulfill, Marionetta's arms would soon be wrapped around Quinn's midsection, and her threads wrapped around both of them twice over, making her grip very secure. The two would quickly be beyond the reach of the police force below as the pilot finished the transport flyover and lifted back into the air, the helicopter's cloaking restored by his quirk. Molly would begin to pull herself back up toward the helicopter, her back and leg threads retracting into her body to reel both her and Quinn in. Once her body was within 5 feet of the helicopter, she detached some of her leg and back threads and felt around for the open door, and once she found it, began pulling herself and Quinn into the helicopter proper. She wouldn't release her arm threads' wrapping around Quinn until both were safely inside.
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