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yes please, good sir!

oh, we're allowed two?! Good to know, also, the picture of your first girl on the character part isn't working for me? Idk if it's that's just me or not. @IAmTheIsland
The old man didn't seem to like what he saw, but that mostly just got him labeled under potential threat, the metallic voice in her head announcing 'Target: Carnage. Scanning, internet search forthcoming..." and...there, a scrolling list of powers in her vision, plus...known history, and weaknesses. Weren't most people weakened by a lot of electricity? That's more a strength than anything. And radiation. Certain sound frequencies, eck. 'We shouldn't be looking for the weaknesses of our allies. Yes, I know you're doing that for all of them' she saw the lists. If there was one new-ish trait her AI companion had taken on since the fight against it's maker it was the paranoia. New-ish because it had always been alert and ready for anything, but now it had extra distrust for anyone she thought of as an ally. It might save them one day, of course, but...'Keep it to yourself, for now I guess. she told it, hopefully placatingly and at least she didn't get the listing....

She decided to focus on the words, instead, and silently agreed with her AI about the lack of a briefing. Goons and nothing else, assumptions, eco-terrorism by poisoning the water supply no actual info on the villain, which, yes, already with the internet search, but...hm? Her head turned, towards the blond man, who...Seemed to be more with it than expected. Yes, yes, 'Adjusting expectations', hush. That was useful.

So she nodded, and opened her mouth (hidden as it was by her helmet) to speak: "please do. I would like to know the enemy's assets...And powers." A name like Weeping Willow....Implied some sort of plant-like powers. But was it poison? Growing plants? Turning into a tree? Her flamethrower fuel supply was actually doing well, such a weapon was seldom a wise thing to use, after all, but if she had to burn down some trees or clear foliage, well, better that than a defoliant. Especially since she had firefoam popper rounds, too.

Oh, right. Her hand raised. "I would like to know if we are to keep fatalities to a minimum or if we should go expecting violence and aiming to kill." she...stated, more than asked. She wasn't keen on actually going in with lethality in mind, if only for the infamy such a thing would generate. But if the situation was dire enough (And was poisoning the city's water supply that much of a problem?...she didn't know, plainly, but she knew her home had a water filter, so...), then she would do as they asked.
i mean on one hand....XD @Azure Bubbles

But nah more there's nothin' and I'd like a visual and uh, well, anything, if he's well known in the world then our characters would know, yaknow?
....is there uh, anything on Utopian for us to read? I can't find anything aboot the guy, so
Sounds good to me n,nb

oooo, alien whatsit, i like.
Beep beep beep was not the best way to wake up. It was marginally better than a buzzer and being tilted out of her bed, of course, but it wasn't pleasant, all the same. For a moment, she debated using her new-found powers of laziness to ignore it, but a mechanized voice, feminine this time, sounded in her head: "That is the ringtone I assigned to your Guardians alert. You should move, Aria." and, well, great, she couldn't. But it was also an opportunity. Pushing herself up, pushing the covers off, and reaching to the wall to unplug herself from the outlet (dragging her bed over to it had been a pain, but worth it), she let the cord retract, and stood. A quick run to the bathroom to brush her teeth, a glass of water, and she was ready. More or less.

Step into the middle of her room, close her eyes, and focus. Replace her sleepwear with her combat armour, skipping the wings for now (They were a hassle, indoors, and as modular as her suit was, she could leave them behind), and...."Ah, coordinates, please?" she asked aloud. A moment later, the mental link provided her with the location and...It wasn't quite what other people would find useful, really, which also meant coordinates others sent her weren't quite useful to her, either, her targeting was rather unique to herself. A hassle, really, but...

No time to think on it. Deep breath, and then she was there.

...Er, kind of. Blink, look around, and "...this is a supply closet." she breathed. Shaking her head, she almost laughed at the apologetic feeling her AI sent her, the mechanical voice about as sheepish as she had ever heard it "Apologies. We are close, however, follow the map." and there it was, on her visor. Push the door open and glance around, then go down the hallway and into another door and....

Oh, she's here. Others had already arrived and she fought down the shyness and fright at having attention on her, setting her visor to opaque from the outside and taking some solace in not being as seen. She put a hand to her chest, and bowed, just a little. "Arsenal reporting for duty." Falling back on, well, duty and obedient, she kept her tone even and even a little cold, which was...marginally better than letting them know how much turmoil she felt, right. She stepped around to a seat, and pulled it out, then sat, prim and proper, and awaited the briefing, eyes going over all of them, letting each scan and diagnostic run, gleaning whatever information she could. Spotlight, Kaine, Utopian....Known figures, much more known than she was, at this point. Hopefully not ever going to be a problem. Still, she couldn't quite curb the instinct to be as prepared as possible, and the voice in her head was always far too eager to assess everyone's abilities, to see how much of a threat they were.

Too much, obviously, it'd be better to flee than fight if things went poorly.
Should I be picking a colour for my character's dialogue? Goodness, seems like everyone does that
oooooo, we begin!...right around when i went to bed last night, augh.


@Hope Lover@Azure Bubbles Ohhh, okay, I thought so, and yeah, it's a roleplay, what'm I to do? Grab something that doesn't quite fit? Commission something? Apply my soul-crushingly awful skills to it? This is basically perfect for AI.

@Scarifar I don't watch a lot of things, though! ...love the character btw

@Eviledd1984 Edited slightly for hacking ability and another thing at the bottom!
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