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[h2][color=red]-Robin-
-[sup]Dick Grayson[/sup]-[/color][/h2][/center]

	Robin finished up on the console, taking in a few last minute reports of what was going on around their AO, while the team sprung into action. As they were leaving Robin had finished up, and started heading for the hanger. Cassie poked her head into the main room just before Mirage took cut out to the scene.

[colour=ED953E]"I can give you a lift if you need one."[/colour]

[b][color=005e12]"Thanks,"[/color][/b] Robin replied with a smile. [b][color=005e12]"But I will take the T-Jet in case things get rough."[/color][/b] He continued down in the elevator to the hanger under the tower where the various transports for the team, as well as personal vehicles were kept. Robin approached a jet like craft that resembled that of an F-22 crossed with a harrier jet, but the fuselage was wider, and the engines set a bit high to make room for a crew ramp. The jet was a metallic gray color with the Titan's iconic "T" blazoned on each wing. The ramp was already down and as Robin approached the jet powered on and the engines began to power on to stand-by. The inside of the jet was, cozy, to put it nicely. While it was not as spacious as the Orca, more of a areal command center they used for far away or escort missions, it did work well as a short range transport and flag of intimidation. The latter of those was something more of what Robin wanted on this mission, due to the un-easing nature of how the person who boarded the yacht dropped out of what Robbin assumed to be a stealthed ship, which they did not have any information on. Walking past the few rows of seating, Robin came to the front of the jet where the pilot controls were located. With a few button presses the jet came alive with activity. The ramp colsed, the falps and rudders began moving, and the hanger door began to open as the jet slowly rolled into place for takeoff. With a roar the jet shot forward and out of the underground hanger, it's vertical engines providing enough force to lift it from the ground and into the air just before the end of the runway.
	Even with the speed of the T-Jet Robin arrived on scene just as the rest of the team had put the plan into motion. Starfire was circling the area keeping onlookers at a safe distance and monitoring for escape, Mirage had just radioed in that the sub-nautical conditions were nominal, Wonder Girl had managed to evacuate a few of the ships occupants, and Wraith was running some advance recon of the situation.

“I’m not seeing anything so far, guys. Just lots of smoke and panic.” 

[color=ED953E]"I think Wraith is bellow decks, I'll keep on the exits, keep whoever it is from getting away."[/color]

	[b][color=005e12]"Good job team. Lets see if we can find who is behind this chaos."[/color][/b] Robin said as he pulled the jet in above the yacht. The down thrusters kicked in as the jet slowed to hover above the main aft deck, clearing most of the smoke from the craft. Robin noticed an odd proximity reading before he put the jet into patrol mode and dropped to the deck below, landing with a thud on the deck. He glanced up around the jet as it gained in altitude and began a lazy circle around the area. looking around Robin noticed that most of the passengers and crew were on their way to deploying inflated rafts, while a few who were obviously part of a security detail were staging at an opening to the lower decks. Scanning the deck he saw both Wonder Girl and Mirage and motioned to the security personnel. [b][color=005e12]"Lets see what they are getting ready for."[/color][/b] Robin then approached the group and activated the team comm-link so Wraith could hear as well. [b][color=005e12]"We are here to help, what is the situation?"[/color][/b] Robin started as one of the security officers, a woman, looked his way.
"Head of security Tylers, Krystal." She introduced herself. "I didn't think we would need the Titans. We appreciate the assist though. It all happened quick, and the part we are having issue with understanding is where this intruder came from. Suddenly the deck was covered in smoke, and this..." She paused a moment, distracted by radio chatter in her ear piece. "This intruder dropped from the sky, but there was nothing above us." She glanced up before looking back to Robin. "He was dressed in a red suite is what one of my men reported and armed, but his weapon seemed to only shoot concussive waves, non-lethal for the most part in the open, but could be dangerous in confined spaces."
[b][color=005e12]"Thank you Krystal, we can take it from here if you want to take your group and make sure the passengers and crew get off safely."[/color][/b] The woman nodded and issued a few orders to her men. [b][color=005e12]"Wraith, did you get that? We are moving in from the main deck."[/color][/b] Robin then looked to his team and motioned for them to begin moving below decks.