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Cassie felt oddly in control of the situation, despite the chaos of security still running around and the thick smoke that made it nearly impossible to tell who exactly was on the ship.  After all, there were [i]five[/i] Titans on call.  No sooner had her cockiness come into existance before smacking her in the face.

There was distinctive coughing from the stairs behind behind her post, prompting Cassie to investigate and find another member of the crew struggling up the stairs.  She was kneeling over the man when a bullet shot between them, leaving both more than slightly dazed as a man in red sped past them on a grappling hook.

[colour=ED953E]"Shit"[/colour] Cassie muttered before jumping into action, she ran off the edge of the yacht to join the assailant in the sky.  [colour=ED953E]"Any idea on direction Wraith?"[/colour]

Almost in response a massive jet of water surged upwards, knocking Cassie out of the sky. Underwater, Cassie waited for the worst of the waves to subside before breaking the surface again; ready to begin a very long and deserved grudge on Kassandra, until she saw the faint outline of an aircraft dripping water. 

[colour=ED953E]"Nice aim Mirage"[/colour] Was all she said as she sped off in pursuit again.  The water that had revealed the ship so briefly was already dripping away and it was impossible to determine any distinctive parts available to sabotage, but neither stopped Cassie from barreling headfirst into the aircraft, lodging her fist and forearm past the cloaked outer surface. She made a conscious effort not to look down.  It was one thing to fly herself after practicing for years, clinging to the side of an aircraft piloted by whatever kind of criminal was much less appealing.   [colour=ED953E]"I'm just outside Wraith, going to see if I can find the engines.  Stay safe."[/colour]