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[color=ec008c][b]Location:[/b][/color] La Hoya
[color=ec008c][b]Interaction/s:[/b][/color] Squad Bee[/center]
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With her question aptly answered, Brightheart nodded eagerly in understanding. It was very good to have such patient teammates in a group. Mostly, Aleen'a and her peers would just be subjected to combat scenarios right from the get-go with no opportunity to ask the Warlords what they should be supposed to do. It was part of the teachings of the Warlords especially since the Tamaraneans have been slowly integrating into a battle-conscious alien race ever since their freedom. 

Despite their patience and some of their laughter, Aleen'a could feel tension brewing from within them. As far as she knew, this was mostly everyone's first mission ever as a group, the type of mission where one wrong move could spell bad things for them. Everyone had to be on their toes as the mission went on, relaxing on such a critical time of their duty was foolish. 

As everything was cleared between the two groups, Brightheart also got into position as the rest of them. She flew up to the cold night and thankfully her alien physiology had made her strong against very hot and cold temperatures. The winds were pretty strong though but it's nothing to be alarmed of presently.

Once Nymph made the comms online, Brightheart reported. [color=ec008c]"Brightheart here. I am in position. Oh, over!"[/color] She said to her teammates over their comms. She could also hear them talking over the comms and ensuring everyone that they were also in their respectable position. She would giggle giddily if she could because missions like these excite her. Everyone was doing their part and being a part of a very incredible team like this made Brightheart very happy that she wanted to do somersaults and various other flips in the air, but she had to restrain herself and conserve her energy. There will be time for celebrations later.

Right now, she's focused on listening to the comms to be aware of what's happening to her teammates while also scouring the entire area for any potential danger. She could see Metamorph being away from his squad to investigate a car, an automobile made by humans to travel long distances because they tire so easily, that's parked there for some reason. She decided to pay a closer look at him just in case things went wrong. She could also see various guards patrolling the vicinity while Group A managed to skillfully dodge them and make their way to the rooftops. 

[color=ec008c]"Understood, Rain. It appears that the guards are still not aware of our presence. I shall stay very quiet and continue to give you updates from the sky. Uh, over."[/color] Brightheart whispered into the comms as a force of habit. [color=ec008c]"Rain, do I have your permission to fly around and scour the perimeter of the area? Over."[/color]