Kijani weighed her options as she listened to the radio chatter. On the one hand, she was on vacation. On the other, this could be [i]major[/i] - and she could be the first non-military to know about it. That, above all else, piqued her interest. Since she made a living out of knowing things, she could make bank off of what she already had now.

But no - just some military jargon wasn't enough. She had to see and know for herself.

[color=red]"Mystic Jungle it is."[/color] She tossed the rest of her drink and made a quick beeline for her vehicle. Several minutes later, she was driving down the highway, with her destination in mind and plugged into the GPS. Always present in the trunk was her work kit. A few disguises, clothing for all occasions, and all sorts of recording equipment. This rabbit was always ready to get to work.

Her red eyes narrowed as she spotted the gunship cutting diagonally across the highway, just ahead. They had the easy route. She could feel her temperament changing, like flipping a switch. Kijani was out - Origami was in.