[center][h1][color=forestgreen]Yeshua Sands - Terrorkeet[/color][/h1][/center]

This Tomoko girl was alarmingly forthcoming, setting off the few alarms Yeshua had danger that she actually listened to. After all, a hero was the type to go head first into such matters, but in the present situation, she was starting to hear her heart hammering in her chest, expecting snipers or some sort of MFF mechanized ambush. Was it unfair to Tomoko? Perhaps, but she had just been assaulted in full force for rolling out of a hammock wrong.

So she felt entirely valid in breaking away from the huddle, air visibly swirling about her to redirect projectiles once she blinked and found herself in a new place. Her eyes took in clouds beneath her and a busy room, more people then she felt comfortable with hustling about like this was mundane for them. 

[color=forestgreen]"HART? Wow...that's....so....awesome!"[/color] Doing a full 180 of opinion, Yeshua leaped for joy, boots striking the glass as she took in the people who didn't fear her for her monstrous transformation. She reached out to the air currents, running across the Silencia and feeling the space beyond, noting that she'd have never felt this ship if she weren't already inside it. That, and it was indeed a ship, and not just a roose propogated with projectors in some kinda of high tech MFF bunker to lull us into compliance.

[color=forestgreen]"Yes, yes yes! Every Hero dreams of having a secret organization supporting them behind the scenes, and this one has a mobile base too. Soooooo cool!"[/color] The human form of Terrorkeat crowed, abatting in her exuberant hopping to tackle Tomoko in a hug. [color=forestgreen]"Why didn't you say so sooner? We could have done so much good already, Tomo-Chan!"[/color]