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Cool, I'll take Strength then. Here's what I've got so far.



@lugubrious Please let me know what I should expand on or adjust. I will PM you the details of the Persona when I have them worked out.
LOL, looks like Chariot was already snapped up, which suited my character perfectly. Is Strength already taken?

Interaction: Team A, Talon @Courtaud
Location: Inside the Kobra factory; La Hoya


As Cybergirl pulled off the grate, Mirage muffled the sound of the metal tearing. It wasn’t a perfect illusion. As she’d never heard that kind of noise before, she could only dampen it instead of fully erasing it. She waited a tense few moments, waiting for a guard to notice. When there was silence, she made herself invisible and slipped into the grate to start sliding in. It was a bit of a squeeze.

Once she made it through the vent, the corridor ahead was long and metallic. There were four doors, all of them closed. Carefully, she went to each and tried the handles. Three were locked up tight, with no key in sight. She didn’t dare try to break in. Her raw strength could do the trick, most likely, but the noise would cause all sorts of trouble.

The last door, surprisingly, was unlocked. She tried the handle slowly, and froze in fear as two Kobra agents stared right at her invisible form.

“What’s that?”

Mirage didn’t move or breathe, as one of the agents approached the open door.

“Huh. Must be the hinges. I told maintenance about these freakin’ doors weeks ago. But do they get fixed? No.”

“Tell me about it. The toilet in my bunk has been backed up for days.”

“That’s nasty, man.”


The agent began to close the door, and Mirage let her gaze dart around to see everything she could in those few seconds. They had all trained in memorization techniques within the last two weeks. Maps, papers, computers with some kind of reports on them. She read as much as she could before the door shut, then exhaled silently.

Treading slowly back to the group, she approached Talon. “Team Leader, I think I may have hit the jackpot. There’s an open door about 50 feet ahead, two guards and lots of information. At least one of the computers said progress report, and there are world and country maps pasted all over. The guards seem very relaxed; I opened the door and they really didn’t even investigate, just closed it. I didn’t want to attack them without your go-ahead. What would you like me to do?”
This looks awesome. Count me in if there's space. I skimmed the interest check and I'm not sure if you're full or not.
Makes sense to me.
Well, for this week it's 5 full time weekdays and 2 part time weekends. Then I get Monday off and hopefully sleep like a log.
The school is well written out.

I apologize for such a short post. I'm fucking exhausted. I'm on my 8th straight day of work and I've got another week and some to go.
Jinny was almost bouncing in her seat by the time they arrived at the gates, thoroughly excited. Despite waking up just before dawn, she was eager and awake. She had opted for the uniform with pants, thinking it would be easier to fly in just in case. Her hair was tied back into a neat braid with a purple ribbon.

She hopped out of the car and started looking around, staying within Slade’s vicinity. “This place is huge! And look at all this stuff.” From where she was, she could see the outdoor pool and most of the courts. As she looked this way and that, she did notice other students her age in the uniforms. But she did not approach them. Not yet.

It didn’t escape her notice that they were being looked at. After the staff stared at Slade with some mixture of shock and fear, their eyes slid down to her, with pure confusion. She didn’t like those looks. Part of her wanted to march right up to them and tell them to stop staring at her. But – she held her temper as best she could. Stepping back within her uncle’s reach, she whispered quietly.

“Um. Just how famous are you? Everyone’s looking at us. It’s actually a little creepy.” To his question, she responded even softer. “Let’s get the boring stuff done first. Then I gotta look around here.”
Sorry that took me so long.
Kijani lowered her sunglasses and turned her face up with the rest, as the G.U.N. battleship moved overhead. “...weird.” She muttered to herself, taking a sip of her drink. She wondered what it was doing, moving out of sector. Digging into her purse, she pulled out a teeny earpiece and put it on. On her phone, she dug up one of the black-ops apps she had stolen and repurposed for herself.

“What do you have for me, rabbit ears?” She turned it on, quickly canceling out the frequencies of the electronics in the crowd. That just left the airship above. The “rabbit ears” worked wonders, and she’d had the military’s frequency memorized for years. Idiots kept using the same channels.

Making a meandering line through the crowd, she followed the shadow of the ship. So maybe she was picking up a little extra work on a day off. Money didn’t sleep, after all.
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