[center][h1]Vulpine Space Command Centre, Île de la Tempête, Reunion
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[center][h1]Fireteam Shadow[/h1][/center]

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High Speed, Low Drag
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0645 Hours
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[quote=@FourtyTwo]
Purna looked to Eloise, shaking her head.
"Boss wants all the credit. Then again, those hostages are critical if we want to even attempt a launch.....what the hell did I sign up to." Purna said the quiet part out loud, still not quite certain he believed in any of this, but well, so be it. They moved again across the concrete, cloaking up and like shadows in the morning light, dodging rays and enemies to get into position to start sneaking in.

Pointing out a ventilation grate, Purna latched it with his grapple, and pulled himself in, before leaving the line down for Eloise. It was an uncomfortable crawl, but crawl they did, as the sound of the bunker's internal systems could be heard, the crawl almost like a stress position, but one he was sure that with her smaller size, Eloise was finding easier than his muscular frame.
"Sorry that I pushed ahead. Normally I'm more of a gentleman." Purna noted, crawling in this space not exactly a nice prospect, but, it go them where they needed.

Moving inside to the end of the shaft, Purna dropped down, the two in phase with the other teams as they entered into a ventilation room, the tiny gaps barely able to fit them both, but making this entry good. More men could be heard on the other side of the door. Artemis troops, given they weren't speaking Chinese, but English and Spanish.
"No choice but to move forward, Archer. I'd normally want to avoid a fight, kill the power, sink them with gas, be clever about this. But if we want to save the hostages, we might need to be a bit more direct here." Purna adjusted his pistols, checking each mag, nodding to her. He took out a small device from his tool stash, slipping a wire under the door, adjusting his NVG set to look.

"I put five targets immediately outside. Down the corridor, I think there's about another six by our hostages, can't be sure. They're keeping them by the control centre's desks, give or take half a dozen staff. We're outnumbered....but they won't see it coming. Move smooth and clean, let's drag them out and get them looking from the hostages, then we can have an easier time of it." Purna asked, pulling the tool back in, getting a smoke grenade ready from his tactical rig, adjusting his infrared NVGs, and keeping a USP ready to go.
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Eloise had followed Purna's lead, moving swiftly and quietly through the base and its' urban jungle. Despite still being well-armed with her machine-pistol and handgun, as well as her knives; without her throwing knives, bow, and arrows, she felt naked. Even more so with the visor for her suit cracked and broken, and her cloak tattered. Nonetheless, she could still cloak well enough, and her natural skills and talents for moving quiet and fast kept her going. 
As they paused and took stock for a few moments, brass-checking her mini-cougar and MAX11. She nodded as he spoke. 
"Well; sometimes getting up in someone's face is the only way it can be taken care of. Like you said, smooth and clean".
She nodded as she pulled the SMG up to her shoulder and gestured to the grenade in his hand and stacking up on the door, ready to go. 

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[h1]A short while, and a lot of bullets later[/h1]

Eloise listened in attentively, leaning against one of the desks and sipping some much needed water and swiftly chomping down a power bar in the few moments of quiet. Internally, her nerves were running riot; she. was. going. into. [b]space[/b]; the idea was both exhilarting and terrifying in equal measure. For all manner of reasons, not least the consequences for the world if they failed. 
As Skye detailed the plan, Eloise spoke out a curt 'right' as she directed her to get the suits and gear ready, and glad to be able to get a chance to resupply, given her burning through her normal loadout earlier. 
The word given, she spared a more lingering glance at Athena, but there wasn't time to do more or say anything as there was too much to be done, and barely any time to do it. They were on a literal countdown, after all.

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The suit was different and strange; heavy and bulky. It felt alien, compared to the fluid, flexible lightness of her normal gear. Not to mention... she felt [i]exposed[/i], not having her cloak around her and being in white and grey. It was too... open. But she'd cope - she usually managed to. 
She'd been fortunate enough to happen across a compound crossbow as she and Purna had moved through the compound. One of the guards, she'd later found out, had kept it around for hunting rats, mice and birds. A bit of fiddling and adjusting by her had managed to make it a little more... formidable, and there were plenty of bolts for it, which were now in a covered quiver strapped to her thigh, and her sidearm rode on a horizontal holster on her chest, with magazines below. 
She looked to the rest of the group as they were likewise suited up and equipped; glancing around at them all. Eloise was amazed that she was going with them; she'd barely been with the team for any time. But she wasn't about to back down, or to let Skye or any of them down after putting this much faith in her, and after coming so far. Not to mention...
She looked across at Athena, still unsure of the giantess' feelings toward her, and even of her own. She'd barely talked to her yet, but still; there was an attraction - not at all surprising, given her looks and the personality she exhibited. She was likely one of many, many others, given Athena's online fame. But still; the slight little slip of a woman was infatuated by her, and to see how much more there was to it, that was something she wanted to explore - and she'd hoped they'd get the chance.