[h1][b][i][color=gold][center]Jaclyn Chreyz[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://assets.mycast.io/actor_images/actor-ta-kaiya-blaney-267392_small.jpg?1631024853[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=gold][b]Location[/b][/color]: X-Jet - Asteroid M: Docking station
[color=gold][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Power Mimicry[/center]
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Jaclyn's brows went up at Max's response to her transmutation idea. Replicating the [i]entire[/i] jet? This was something....though not for now. The way Max answered made Jaclyn realize how foolish her idea had been. She also realized something about Max.

Previously, Jaclyn thought the suggestions or statements he made sounded like a contributing teammate. But with his wording of "I need you on rescue" to Miranda, he was sounding like he'd very much appointed himself as a leader. Or he just naturally leaned way, [i]or[/i] felt somebody had to step up. Having no preconceived notions or bias, Jaclyn didn't feel put off by this, it was just something interesting for her to note and keep aware of. After all, the team's [i]actual[/i] leader, Marygold, wasn't with them, and if the team had a designated second-in-command, Jaclyn didn't know if they were here either. That being said, Max being one of the new hires, like herself, it was rather presumptuous of him to assume such a position. But [i]that being said[/i], Jaclyn was more the type to go with a flow than worry about protocols. If something [i]was[/i] working, why muddy it up with "that's just not the way things are done"? 

Trouble was, there was a palpable sense of this "arrangement" [i]not[/i] working, especially if Guin had anything to say about it -she seemed the most put off by Max. Jaclyn found Guin's response to him unnecessarily sharp and counterproductive. She was feeling more positive this was Guin-under-stress. At least neither's reactive manner had proved itself derailing, so far, so Jaclyn wasn't yet concerned a shouting match was about to ensue that would set things more off kilter.

Honestly, all these nerves relating to them just floating out here in space was making Jaclyn question to herself why they hadn't gotten a plan ironed out before they came up here? It was definitely true waiting around essentially right outside the enemy's base was a foolish thing to do, but flying up into the unknown to complete a rescue mission of some "paradise chosen" with little more than a plan beyond that seemed like starting off on the wrong foot, especially as they weren't 100% in the dark on things they could expect.

But, at least there were a couple points of soundness amidst the noise.
1. was Max's suggestion to her coming prepared simply as their wild card. Of course! Why hadn't Jaclyn thought of that herself? Especially as they were likely to come up against a variety of power sets once in-base. That was her whole talent. Why had she been so set on locking and boxing herself in?

2. was Miranda's wisdom of expecting more from a person than one thing. 

And on the subject of all of a person's skill sets, Jaclyn answered Max's question about weapons: [color=gold]"I've never trained with any weapons. I could manage something blunt force, like a bo staff or a bat,[/color]" she didn't feel confident wielding around a sword or having to work in close-combat with a smaller blade. [color=gold]"Beside that I can do basic hand-to-hand.[/color]

They were docking now. Jaclyn turned her attention to her space helmet but before she put it on, she wound a strand of her hair around her finger until it was taut, then pulled it out. She then slipped this coil of hair into one of the suit's Velcro pockets, and picked up her helmet. Before applying it, however, she had a thought in response to Pietro. While he didn't seem too concerned about speed traps, something Carolina had said put altogether another idea in Jaclyn's mind.

[color=gold]"Can you scout with your astral projection?"[/color] she asked Carolina.