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For a second, it almost looked like their mismatched little crew might be making some headway. Blackstar hadn't been paying too much attention to the man in the beret though she'd noted him when they first arrived; her flight path after following through with the cut to the dragon took her in a little loop around, getting herself out of the way of any potential retaliation while checking on teammates, but as she did so she noted the man was still there on the sidelines. Like it was some kind of show.

Suspicion suddenly sprung up in her mind as she came around behind the dragon again, preparing for another attack though her eyes lingered on the man with the beret. He didn't seem concerned at all. And what as that he'd just said? She didn't catch it...

Unfortunately, her distraction and proximity to the dragon proved an unfortunate turn of events. She saw the flames as they erupted but was too late to completely dodge them, still zipping out of the way as fast as possible despite her suit definitely catching fire. Gritting her teeth, Blackstar dove for the ground a ways away and purposefully let herself hit the dust, bracing for the impact and, when it came, rolling with it.

Although a bit painful it worked as intended and put out the smoldering parts of her uniform, leaving a few singed holes on her right side. Blackstar swiftly got to her feet, well aware the fight was still going on -- and now needing the share some information with the team.

Ignoring the sting in her shoulder where the fire had made the worst damage, she leaped off the ground and quickly flew back over to the others. Touching down again behind the safety of Maggie's wall, she focused her attention on the IT-looking one who'd been barking orders.

[color=gray][b]"Hey,"[/b][/color] she gasped, a little out of breath as she flagged the other woman down. [color=gray][b]"I think this dragon might not be what we think it is! When I-- ow--"[/b][/color] 

Blackstar interrupted herself briefly as she pointed back at the dragon in question, flexing her burnt shoulder as she did so but continuing quickly, [color=gray][b]"--When I was up there, the places where it's being hit are... smudged? Messed up -- not like actually hurt, but like paint's melting or something. Like the whole thing's a stunt."[/b][/color]

She cast a suspicious glance in the direction of the beret guy at that before looking back to Intel. She'd seen the other woman's little drone things -- she assumed if anybody was getting a technical read of some kind on whatever they fighting, it'd be her.