Vines, vines, vines, a license plate, searched, from there, information just taken, la-de-da, hm. Aria only paid a little bit of attention, she was [i]not[/i] smart enough for all this, but the AI in her head was. It just relayed her information, and there's the....person. Aria looked up from her spot, curled and surprisingly small, against the wall. [color=6ecff6]"She has a lot of armed goons, they're making bombs, not professional ones but...Explosives are explosives. And the place seems to be covered in vines, that [i]move[/i], so I imagine they're part of the security force, too."[/color] she relayed, but didn't actually get up yet. She'd stay nice and hidden, thank you, her AI had already plotted a good spot to teleport to to begin their attack.

For once, she rather wished she still had fuel for her incendiary weapons. Burning these vines would probably make everything easier, but, well, she could just fight them off, and everyone else...If they couldn't handle this, that was [i]their[/i] problem, plainly.