[center][img]https://i.ibb.co/tsQbQkS/Daphne-header-6.png[/img] [img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/b3RmLjg4LmIwZWM5MS5Ubmx0Y0dnLjA/nebulo.demo.png[/img][/center] [color=Lightgreen][b]Location:[/b][/color] The communications complex [color=Lightgreen][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] - [hr] Daphne lightly brushed her fingertips over the surface of the diving suit. It felt cool and smooth. Her suit was customized with swirling flowery vines running up the sides of the legs. She liked the understated detailing. Whoever had made these took their personal style into consideration. Daphne heard Aquaman request Kassy would lead them during this submarine mission. Kassy was her first choice too, a natural pick. She glanced at the Atlantean girl, gauging her reaction to the news. She would make sure Kassy knew they all had her back. Daphne had seen Kassy's leadership qualities before, she was steadfast and powerful. This mission was a chance for her to show those qualities again. Her warm brown eyes followed Kassy's back until she reached the door leading away from the communications complex. They were going to Atlantis to escort Milo Bingly. His name didn't ring any bells, but she could bet her dad knew who he was. He kept tabs on any big names in the scientific community. Mr Bingly's scientific fields were definitely interesting. A combination of a marine archeologist and geneticist. Her dad would probably appreciate it if she made friends with the doctor. Working with the right people to further shared goals. Though lately the things she wanted and her dad's scientific ambitions were growing further and further apart. Daphne pressed on the screen to replay the instruction video of her diving equipment. Her eyes went back and forth between the screen and the suit, memorizing the important features such as communication, adjusting oxygen levels and pressure control. She got our her phone from her [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e8/ff/28/e8ff28abd734b4e38fb04ae69bc152f7.jpg]purse[/url] and typed up a message to her dad. Daphne thought about his reaction to her going to Atlantis. Not only was she breaking the rules by informing him about the location of the Teams mission, she was also setting herself up for all manner of tests her dad would want her to do. Her finger lingered over the send button. [center][img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/b3RmLjcyLjk0MDkwOS5Va1ZFSUZSUFVrNUJSRTguMA/acmatic.personal.png[/img][/center] Red Tornado turned to Aleen'a and explained to her why humans hadn't researched a vast majority of the sea. He drew up several maps and charts on Earth's oceans on the screens surrounding the Team. [color=red]"Brightheart, 71% of this planet is covered in water. The ocean is deeper than the highest mountain on Earth. Modern oceanography is only 130 years old, much shorter than humans have been on Earth. Humans only started to research the oceans seriously around 60 years ago, to gain advantage during World War II."[/color]