[h2][color=00aeef][b]Marrie Knight[/b][/color][/h2] Nodding twice, Marrie began her walk to Boteg, but stopped after a few steps. Something was odd about the Gemini leader's comments. Why couldn't she put her finger on it? She supposed that someone in a position like that would be a little strange, but still... She didn't have time to figure it out, choosing instead to go ahead and get on the dragon's back. Once she was settled, she called out to Fritzi, waving a cheap smartphone from several generations ago in her direction as she did. [color=00aeef]"Someone in the fight needs to have the cameras, right?"[/color] With her possibly ominous statement made, Marrie put the phone back inside an inner pocket on her Style and tried to calm her worries. They wouldn't do any good to keep. Barely able to hear the two young girls' conversation, all that really made it to her ears were that the agent she'd worked with at the church planned to die and take her former comrade down with her. [i]That[/i] definitely didn't help the blue-haired esper's nerves. She'd just have to deal with things as they happened. --- A deep exhale, a short inhale. No, that was wrong. Even so it's what she noticed, her lungs not using the logic or knowledge that the brain hoarded from the rest of the body. At this rate she'd suffocate, so she took manual control and started to reverse the pattern. She didn't register the situation until Cerberus mentioned that the former agent was waiting for them. Which had to mean that either The Hand was always on more alert than she'd seen, or that they at least linked her virus to a coming assault. At worst, though... Once more she didn't have the time to get her thoughts in order, as Orion mentioned a good idea. The competing thoughts in her mind raced to their finish line, but in the end it was the one advocating for offense that won, forcing her to pull out her outdated phone again. With the camera showing her preferred target area, she placed her hand on the side of one of the huge ACs, and focused on the window in the hallway closest to 1408. {Silver Touch - Portal - Multicast} {Silver Spawn - Portal} As soon as the portals opened, the phone was back in her Style's inner pocket. The big question was... [color=00aeef]"Portal's ready. I've got the best movement, so I'll go in last. You'll see the room on the left side, halfway down the hall. Whoever wants to take point, I can't promise there aren't traps, but before they see the portal, hurry."[/color] [center] [hider=Stats] 19 | Female | Freelancer | Misty Steps Apotheotic Predator, Fenrir | Dagger | Physical | Heavenly Chained Eater of God's Hand Arctic Storm | Masking Jupiter's Footfalls | Wind | Anticyclonic Storm After You Get Smacked Up | "Mythril" Bullets {Intangible (4), Mana Burn (6), Restrain (4)} [Storm (4), Flight (6)] Damage X (6), Blink (4), Transplace (8), Shield (4), Reflect (4), Magic Sense (4), Heal (6), Stabilize (0), Purify (6), Dispel (6), Portal (4), Delay (0), Scatter (2), Quicken (0), Homing (2) DAMAGE: C | SPEED: D | SENTINEL: C | 1250 [Silver Touch - Portal - Multicast] -90 [Silver Spawn - Portal] -96 PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: B | 1064 [/hider] [/center]