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[color=orange]Location: La Hoya
Interactions: Squad A, Talon[/color] [@Courtaud][/center]


Kassandra nodded at the instructions from Talon, then waited on Zatara to do his thing. The illusions were well done; she couldn’t have done better under short notice.

[color=orange]“Nice work.”[/color] She smiled at Zatara, then got serious again. She exhaled slowly, steadying her nerves, and then she vanished yet again. Her soft, disembodied voice echoed in the hall. [color=orange]“Back in a bit.”[/color]

She approached the door, waiting for Talon to approach as well. Once they were both in position, she opened the door again, very slowly, and slipped inside.

[b]“The damn door again? Gurk!”[/b] One of the guards started toward the door, but then he seemed to freeze, his hands going to his neck. Kassy popped up out of stealth behind the guard, holding him in a well-performed chokehold. 

She had been working and studying on different types of fighting and combat techniques, to figure out what would suit her best. After much internal debate, she had decided on wrestling. It was a decently popular sport underwater, and she had a lot of fun watching the costumed version on television with the bombastic storylines. Putting it into practice had taken some more time, as she had limited practice partners. The only one who matched her weight class was Victor, so he had become her teacher.

The guard clutched at Kassy’s arm, his fingernails scraping at her skin. She flinched but held tight. After a few seconds, he dropped, unconscious. She let him go, gently laying him on the ground. Then she checked his pulse to be certain he would live. It seemed to be okay.

Once that was done, she went to the nearest terminal and started reading.