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	Pandora looked on, slightly bemused, as Blade had his little monologue. Oh, well. They had no way of knowing he was down here, anyway, and besides, they needed to be here. He showed them the evidence they needed to prove Patricia's innocence. 

	[color=fdc68a]"Well, there we go. Easy as pie. You're innocent, Aria. We found the evidence before some dirty cop could destroy it. And besides, what's superhero work without a few felonies? Poor superhero work, that's what."[/color] Pandora joked, gesturing at the computer.

	[color=fdc68a][i](Ugh. You're embarrassing yourself, Pandora. Stop trying to act like someone you aren't anymore.)[/i][/color]

	Pandora shook off the thought, though her mood dampered back to how it had been previously. She sealed up the tunnel behind them, leaving it just as it had been before she interfered with it. She followed the others out.

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	Pandora stepped right after Blade onto the boat. Going to the bow, she leaned over and ran her hands over the peeling paint. [color=fdc68a]"She'll do. Seaworthy, at the least."[/color] She muttered under her breathe. Where her hand touched, the paint reformed and the boat regained it's long lost shine.

	[color=fdc68a]"I'm piloting."[/color] Pandora declared, shoving her way to the pilot's seat. Once she was there she took a moment to familiarize herself with the controls. Left hand on the wheel, right hand on a set of two red levers on the dashboard, she started the engine and moved the cruiser out of the dock. It was clear she knew what she was doing.

	When they were in range of the turrets, Pandora frowned at their command. She began to turn the boat away from the island and sail away to get out of their range. [color=fdc68a]"I can't come up with a plan to not get shredded by those guns. I mean, I know [i]I[/i] could get safely to shore..."[/color] She added. Pandora paused, seeming to consider this. [color=fdc68a]"You know what? That's a good plan. Somebody keep this boat moving. Just use those levers. I'm going to go take care of those turrets." [/color] Pandora chuckled. With that, she sank right through the floor of the boat and into the water. Like a human torpedo she swam underneath the ocean's surface. Her plan was to use her abilities to goopify the barrels of all the machine guns. Guns were fragile things- if she damaged the barrel of a machinegun even the slightest bit, the whole thing would come apart. Stationed turrets would be easy money. Not wanting to engage for two long, one by one she briefly emerged her hand out of the ground to grip the base of the turrets. Her influence would travel up at the legs and to the barrel, where she would subtly bend it out of shape. Hopefully none of them noticed what was happening. If they did, hopefully they didn't realise she was subtly damaging the guns. If they did, well...she would figure it out. This was her plan, for now.