"I knew you had issues with an aura that dispelled magic, but nothing to this extent. Studying it could be a problem."
"Nala already managed to look at it. Whatever it was, it obviously scared her. Nearly froze me, too. She mentioned something about her magic being diffrent, as well, becuase when I tried to dispel the cold, it just got worse. Something to do with ancestral enemies or... Something like that."
She went pale. "It was Repp? But he...But I never even....." She seemed to fold in on herself and Saffire desperately licked at her face making meeting noises.
Then she set Saffire down. "How dare you!" she screamed at Michael. "How dare you decide to hide parts of yourself from me! And how dare you treat me like some...some fragile doll who can't handle hard things! I may not be a shinobi, but I was raised as one, and I very much doubt anything you could have done out there would have shocked me! I'm the one he hurt, and I deserved to be out there too!"
"No, you didn't! You deserved to never die like that in the first place! To never be in a position to be killed! I couldn't protect you from him, Kitty. None of us could. I can handle you being angry at me, furious with me, even.. even breaking up with me but I could not handle you dying again."
"Nala already managed to look at it. Whatever it was, it obviously scared her. Nearly froze me, too. She mentioned something about her magic being different, as well, because when I tried to dispel the cold, it just got worse. Something to do with ancestral enemies or... Something like that."
"Ancestral? The Faerie Courts have faced whatever this is before then. That's both useful and daunting. The Courts are not the... easiest organization to deal with."
"No, you didn't! You deserved to never die like that in the first place! To never be in a position to be killed! I couldn't protect you from him, Kitty. None of us could. I can handle you being angry at me, furious with me, even.. even breaking up with me but I could not handle you dying again."She went pale. "It was Repp? But he...But I never even....." She seemed to fold in on herself and Saffire desperately licked at her face making meeting noises.
Then she set Saffire down. "How dare you!" she screamed at Michael. "How dare you decide to hide parts of yourself from me! And how dare you treat me like some...some fragile doll who can't handle hard things! I may not be a shinobi, but I was raised as one, and I very much doubt anything you could have done out there would have shocked me! I'm the one he hurt, and I deserved to be out there too!"
That seemed to soften her demeanor a little bit. Her eyes were nearly overflowing with unshed tears. "You idiot! Of course I'm not breaking up with you! I love you! But I am furious with you! Life is risk, Michael. You can't try to protect me from everything and still expect this relationship to work. You have to trust that I can take care of myself. Even if there are times when I can't. Just like I have to do all the time with you."
"Nala already managed to look at it. Whatever it was, it obviously scared her. Nearly froze me, too. She mentioned something about her magic being different, as well, because when I tried to dispel the cold, it just got worse. Something to do with ancestral enemies or... Something like that.""Ancestral? The Faerie Courts have faced whatever this is before then. That's both useful and daunting. The Courts are not the... easiest organization to deal with."
"I'll be honest and say I have no clue about Faeries."
"I know..." He sighs as he takes the sticks. "What are these?"
"Chopsticks. For eating."
He puts his own pair of them in his paw and clicks them.
"You know how to use them?"
He demonstrates by lifting a sushi roll and setting it back down, not planning on eating until both of them could.
"You put one in your hand like a pencil and the other under your thumb."
If Pyry doesn't seem to get it at first as many didn't, he reaches over and sets them in his hand the right way.
"You're wrong, Kitty. I can try. I have to try. Because the one time I don't will be the one time I always regret it. That doesn't mean I don't trust you though. If you told me you had to slip a poisoned dagger between my ribs I'd mark the best place for you to do it. I simply don't trust myself."
Ginni was more than happy to step back from the fight. Especially when Phaezeriel restored her energy. "Thanks. I don't think I could have done this without your help. Still not sure if I can. I've got a feeling the really nasty parts are still coming up. But if nothing else I'll go down fighting," she said, trying to psych herself back up for this fight with herself.
Phaezeriel smiled at her, ::The succubi are far too subtle to throw their heaviest punches in the opening moves. But you are up to this task, Ginni. I cannot do this for you, but you will not fail while I yet have the strength to help you. As long as you are truly honest with yourself about who you are and what you have experienced, your hopes, dreams, and fears, she will not be able to defeat you with tricks.::
The pillar that represented her connection to Ace lit up like a Christmas tree. Ginni seemed to gain energy from that, but at the same time she looked concerned. She knew that demon-her would see this as a weakness.
Phaezeriel looks at the pillar, then at Ginni's reaction, ::You are right. She will see this as a weakness. And that is the true weakness of the demon-kind. They see the strength we can get through our connection to others as a weakness. While it is true, to an extent, that those we love make us vulnerable, so too do they make us strong. Use that strength. She will not truly know how to deal with it.::
Phaezeriel takes just a moment and looks up behind himself to see how Ginni's mind has represented the connection between them. It will be interesting to see how permanent the connection is between a nascent greater succubus and a master telepath.
Ace sends his thoughts to Phaez. While he doesn't have telepathy normally, he knows the reformed demon is one of the more powerful psions at the school. So he takes the gamble that his thoughts will be picked up, if directed at the telepath ::"Phaez, I'm outside Ginni's room, but I don't think I can get in. Is there anyway I can help her from out here? Or should I seek admittance to her room?"::
"You're wrong, Kitty. I can try. I have to try. Because the one time I don't will be the one time I always regret it. That doesn't mean I don't trust you though. If you told me you had to slip a poisoned dagger between my ribs I'd mark the best place for you to do it. I simply don't trust myself."
"Michael," she began, reaching out and taking his hand. "What that killer did....What Repp did to me," she corrected herself, still struggling with her sense of betrayal. "That wasn't your fault. It wasn't anyone's fault except Repp's. If you try to protect me all the time from everything out of some misplaced sense of guilt, then you don't leave me the freedom I need to be myself. Michael, I love you too much to leave you even then, but...if you do that I will literally fade away into nothing. And this time even you won't be able to see me," she said, tears now streaming down her face.
Ginni was more than happy to step back from the fight. Especially when Phaezeriel restored her energy. "Thanks. I don't think I could have done this without your help. Still not sure if I can. I've got a feeling the really nasty parts are still coming up. But if nothing else I'll go down fighting," she said, trying to psych herself back up for this fight with herself.Phaezeriel smiled at her, ::The succubi are far too subtle to throw their heaviest punches in the opening moves. But you are up to this task, Ginni. I cannot do this for you, but you will not fail while I yet have the strength to help you. As long as you are truly honest with yourself about who you are and what you have experienced, your hopes, dreams, and fears, she will not be able to defeat you with tricks.::
The pillar that represented her connection to Ace lit up like a Christmas tree. Ginni seemed to gain energy from that, but at the same time she looked concerned. She knew that demon-her would see this as a weakness.Phaezeriel looks at the pillar, then at Ginni's reaction, ::You are right. She will see this as a weakness. And that is the true weakness of the demon-kind. They see the strength we can get through our connection to others as a weakness. While it is true, to an extent, that those we love make us vulnerable, so too do they make us strong. Use that strength. She will not truly know how to deal with it.::
Phaezeriel takes just a moment and looks up behind himself to see how Ginni's mind has represented the connection between them. It will be interesting to see how permanent the connection is between a nascent greater succubus and a master telepath.
The other pillars that he has seen here are all solid, as if they were made of stone. But when he looks behind himself to see what was there, the pillar behind him looks like it was woven together from many knotted strands. Almost like a spiderweb. It looked delicate compared to the others, but might actually be more difficult to cut.
Before Ginni can respond to any of his encouragement, another demon version of herself has coalesced outside of the wall. Time for round two. "Thank you," Ginni said to Phaezeriel before walking out to meet her evil half again.
The demon-Ginni smirked at her as she approached. "Oh, here she is, little miss pure and innocent," she taunted. "Except you're not really, are you? Blame it on the virus all you want, but I'm you. I know the truth. You enjoyed kissing all those boys and sucking the souls right out of them."
Ginni sighed. She'd been expecting this one. Apparently the warm-ups were over. "Okay, no, I did not enjoy sucking out their souls, nor did I enjoy being made to vomit them back up, and that vampire virus seriously sucked. Pun intended. But, yes, I enjoyed kissing all those people. Quite certain not all of them were boys. You're a succubus, don't be so narrow-minded. I liked the attention. I'd certainly had little enough of it up to that point. But the thing is none of those kisses actually meant anything. And I've discovered since then how much nicer kisses that mean something can be."
"Oh, is that what you're telling yourself? That it's better because you care? I think you just found someone who knew what they were doing and got carried away. And you tell yourself this story about love to make yourself feel better, to convince yourself you're still a good girl."
"Oh, for crying out...seriously? I am not this stupid. If you're going to talk like a moron, don't use my face to do it. I have feelings. Like a normal person. Some of those feelings include lust. Again, like a normal person. That doesn't make the other feelings invalid. I can have more than one emotion. At the same time even. I am an incredibly complex person. That doesn't make me bad."
This was apparently the right thing to say, since the demon-Ginni vanished into silver smoke. But the real Ginni was looking pretty uncomfortable now.
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"Hmm." Sorchan stalked around the area, examining the broken branches and the disturbed dirt. "Where did you find her bag exactly?" he asked Lucas.lucas stands up taller and straighter, looking the girl's father directly in his eyes "not far from here, under a bush. I almost didn't see it."
Sorchan examines the spot where the bag was found and walks around the whole site again. "There had to have been more than one of them. The angles of these breaks don't make any sense otherwise. She must have fought like hell. But there's no trail out of here at all. Not even in the upper branches. They didn't fly out of here. They definitely teleported. Damn it," he growled, dread and fear gnawing at him. "When I find who did this..."
Pyra flew outside, quickly scanning the grounds for Ryleh. Once she spotted her, sitting at the small table drinking tea with Ephebe, she swooped in for a landing.
"Ryleh, it's an emergency. Raelle...she's missing. They found some of her things outside the wards. Please, I need your help."
Ryleh stood up. "Of course. I can best help from inside my home, where I keep my best scrying equipment. You may follow me if you like."
Ephebe also stood up. "I'll go and tell Ignace and Chara. Best they don't hear this from someone else first."
Hallway
"Okay, so that's...different. Umm....has anyone taken a look at your err aura, I guess would be the best word to describe it. You know, since whatever happened? Cause there's more than one way for influence to cling to someone. You might just need some purification type magic. Which we can totally do later. Not trying to put a damper on the evening. Just offering options," she said, leading the way out of the SIM room. She unconsciously positioned herself to the outside, letting Tryko'Sam walk closer to the wall, acting as a barrier between him and any of the annoying kids who were laughing at him earlier.
"Well, you'd likely know more about this realm of things -- or magic, than I would. If it's not something scientifically ... resolvable, or not within Maya's wheel house of imagination, then perhaps she may have missed it. She's always been a bit proud and headstrong-- maybe protective. I dunno. Just can't remember and she's busy after patching me up this time. Who do you recommend? Purge me with some kind of holy fire or something? You mean priest stuff? Never been into religion, guessing your sharing earlier puts you off the list?"
As they walk along, it's apparent that the threesome behind them, skulking as they were, are getting up the gusto to actually act-- so Andromeda's planning isn't exactly going without merit.
"So, freak," speaks the one fellow who pops up suddenly ahead of Andromeda and Tryko'Sam, "got any fabulous tweaking face motions or fetal positions to show us? I think I'm falling in love with seeing you squirm!"
Immediately at the mention of the word 'love' Tryko'Sam does in fact, tense up and start having some facial twitches as his mind or something else, twists within and unseen.
From behind, as if coordinated, another speaks up, "Yeah, I mean, after all those girls you keep getting attention from -- I'm sure they wanna see what kind of stud you are, kneeling on the ground and puking your guts out, just because you can't stand hearing about 'building' or 'repairing' something. In fact-- I just fixed up a broken wrench, made it as good as 'new'.
The third person seems to hang back, mostly, seeming to furrow their brow and stare in Tryko'Sam's direction intently. He clearly isn't doing a verbal assault, but he might be doing some sort of emotional 'attack'.
Tryko'Sam does in fact, as planned by these bullies, double over, and fall to one knee-- his right hand going to stomach, while the left 'grips' into the hallway floor with tense fingers that seem to be eager to tear into the very ground, he's fighting something beyond just their assault. He's clearly not injured by this, or the Wards might whisk him away, so, this is a different thing going on and the threesome are likely unaware of the deeper problem of their actions. In a gritted, gnashing teeth voice, raw with an emotion that is anything but 'pain', he utters a few words, "...no, no. I won... n't. St..." He's clearly fighting something, but, losing some of his ability to formulate coherent words.
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Andromeda positions herself between Tryko'Sam and the bullies, drawing her pistols. "That's enough, guys. Back off. Now. I really, really hate bullies, and you're not the only ones who understand the loopholes in the wards. So unless you want to be having a really bad time, just leave. And next time you want to get a girl's attention, jerk face, try talking to her. Nicely. You'd be amazed how much better that works."
Nala relaxes into some much needed cuddles before she notices that Ryuzo's fur had changed. "What's this? First step towards becoming a polar mole?" she asks, bemused.
He nods, making a playful sqeak-grunt, and changes his fur back, nuzzling into her hair.
He nods, making a playful sqeak-grunt, and changes his fur back, nuzzling into her hair.
She laughed and for the first time since she had arrived, the room temperature wasn't colder than normal, the frost surrounding her finally fading away.
Pyra paced back and forth as Ryleh worked, not understanding the array of crystals, mirrors, and bowls of water spread out on her work table. Although she couldn't help but notice its striking similarity to Aananda's security displays. Like mother, like daughter apparently.
::Fieri,:: she sent out, realizing that there was one member of the family who hadn't been contacted yet. ::There's an emergency. Raelle is missing. Some of her things were found outside the wards. Ryleh is trying to locate her now. Ephebe went to tell Ignace and Chara. Can you go and stay with the girls? This has to be frightening for them?::
::Yeah, I'll be right there,:: Fieri responded after a short pause. Well, it was a lot to dump on someone. Pyra was still fighting the sensation that this was all just some horrible nightmare and she was going to wake up any moment.
Ephebe came back around the side of the school to where she had last seen the children, finding only Ignace, Phaedra, Lang, and Ori.
"Ignace...where's Chara?"
"Gareth accidentally blew himself up. Chara, Vis, and Grim went to go check on him, Mrs. Blackscales," Ignace replied quickly, looking nervous as she saw the expression on her teacher's face.
"Ignace, I need you to come with me right now. I need to talk to you and Chara. It's important," she said, holding out a hand for Ignace who took it reluctantly, following after her.
Phaedra fidgeted after they left. "Something bad happened," she said, biting her lip nervously, forgetting in her anxiety that she was supposed to be ignoring Lang because he wasn't a firebird. "I know that look. My mom had that expression right before she told us that we had to leave home forever."
Phaedra fidgeted after they left. "Something bad happened," she said, biting her lip nervously, forgetting in her anxiety that she was supposed to be ignoring Lang because he wasn't a firebird. "I know that look. My mom had that expression right before she told us that we had to leave home forever."
Lang greets Ephebe with a bow, good to see you again. but he leaves her to have her word with Ignace.
As they start to leave, goodbye Ignace, I hope to see you again.
turning to Phaedra, I do hope everything will be alright. I remember I tried to at first stop the destruction of the sun. I took a trip there with Ignace and that was when I discovered how I helped in its creation. he says, forgetting that Phaedra has no idea about Lang's reincarnation thing.
Arthur carries the large metal ball with many blinking lights and displays and protrusions (why a bomb would need a toaster is anyone's guess) into the infirmary, as that was where the arrows indicated he needed to take the thing
When Arthur enters, he immediately sees the holographic Mel playing a guitar, but no sound.
She seems to to have no idea that Arthur is even there.
Phaedra fidgeted after they left. "Something bad happened," she said, biting her lip nervously, forgetting in her anxiety that she was supposed to be ignoring Lang because he wasn't a firebird. "I know that look. My mom had that expression right before she told us that we had to leave home forever."Lang greets Ephebe with a bow, good to see you again. but he leaves her to have her word with Ignace.
As they start to leave, goodbye Ignace, I hope to see you again.
turning to Phaedra, I do hope everything will be alright. I remember I tried to at first stop the destruction of the sun. I took a trip there with Ignace and that was when I discovered how I helped in its creation. he says, forgetting that Phaedra has no idea about Lang's reincarnation thing.
Phaedra gave him a disdainful look. "Is that what you and Ignace had a fight about? Because you're totally insane?"
Grim warily accepts the spell with a wince as the negative energy seems to briefly burn his skin where it touches. Despite this reaction color seems to return to his face and eyes and his clothes seem to return to normal. "That still kinda hurt... Is magic healing supposed to do that?"
"... Not usually. You seem to be something unusual indeed."
vis's gaze gets a little stern, at this."What are you?"
Phaedra gave him a disdainful look. "Is that what you and Ignace had a fight about? Because you're totally insane?"Phaedra fidgeted after they left. "Something bad happened," she said, biting her lip nervously, forgetting in her anxiety that she was supposed to be ignoring Lang because he wasn't a firebird. "I know that look. My mom had that expression right before she told us that we had to leave home forever."Lang greets Ephebe with a bow, good to see you again. but he leaves her to have her word with Ignace.
As they start to leave, goodbye Ignace, I hope to see you again.
turning to Phaedra, I do hope everything will be alright. I remember I tried to at first stop the destruction of the sun. I took a trip there with Ignace and that was when I discovered how I helped in its creation. he says, forgetting that Phaedra has no idea about Lang's reincarnation thing.
Lang gives a little laugh, well to some, I guess I could be, but no. I guess I should explain. You see, I am a reincarnation of Voltair, the firebird that created the sun. Which is also one of Ignace's ancestors.
Lang gives a little laugh, well to some, I guess I could be, but no. I guess I should explain. You see, I am a reincarnation of Voltair, the firebird that created the sun. Which is also one of Ignace's ancestors.Phaedra gave him a disdainful look. "Is that what you and Ignace had a fight about? Because you're totally insane?"Phaedra fidgeted after they left. "Something bad happened," she said, biting her lip nervously, forgetting in her anxiety that she was supposed to be ignoring Lang because he wasn't a firebird. "I know that look. My mom had that expression right before she told us that we had to leave home forever."Lang greets Ephebe with a bow, good to see you again. but he leaves her to have her word with Ignace.
As they start to leave, goodbye Ignace, I hope to see you again.
turning to Phaedra, I do hope everything will be alright. I remember I tried to at first stop the destruction of the sun. I took a trip there with Ignace and that was when I discovered how I helped in its creation. he says, forgetting that Phaedra has no idea about Lang's reincarnation thing.
"Even if I believed that," she said, hands on hips, "which I totally don't, that is just...That's the story you decided to go with? I mean if you're gonna be crazy at least do better than that. Hi, I used to be your great-great-grandfather...wanna be friends? Creepy."
::Sorchan, you need to bring Raelle's things...the ones that were found....whoever took her is using some pretty strong magic to hide her location. Ryleh can tell that she's alive, but that's about it. She says that having objects that were on Raelle when she was taken will help her see more. Something about using them as a focus. I don't know. Just hurry. Please.::
Sorchan stopped as if he were listening to something and then turned to Lucas.
"The things that you found of Raelle's, please hand them to me. I need to get them to Ryleh so she can find where they've taken my daughter," he said, jaw clenched as he tried to keep his emotions under control. "Thank you for your help," he added, realizing that he hadn't yet acknowledged that. "All of you."
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"I was in a position where I had the ability to help someone in need, it's only natural that I did so." He says with a tone that seems to say 'I am a noble, this is what that means'
He hands the man what items of hers he found, minus the three hairs, and continues saying "is there any other way I could be of service?"
Grim warily accepts the spell with a wince as the negative energy seems to briefly burn his skin where it touches. Despite this reaction color seems to return to his face and eyes and his clothes seem to return to normal. "That still kinda hurt... Is magic healing supposed to do that?""... Not usually. You seem to be something unusual indeed."
vis's gaze gets a little stern, at this.
"What are you?"
"uh oh nothing I mean Hyou-men, yes! Hyoumen"
Hallways
Andromeda positions herself between Tryko'Sam and the bullies, drawing her pistols. "That's enough, guys. Back off. Now. I really, really hate bullies, and you're not the only ones who understand the loopholes in the wards. So unless you want to be having a really bad time, just leave. And next time you want to get a girl's attention, jerk face, try talking to her. Nicely. You'd be amazed how much better that works."
Disbelieve, and shock, clearly, strikes the first lead boy at her comments -- and mocking. Turn about is fair play, apparently. A touch of confusion too, but not exactly clear why, yet.
"I -- wha." Attention is removed Tryko'Sam while the other boy laughs, their loyalty goes only so far, clearly.
The third kid, however, might not be able to focus beyond what he's focused on, though his eyes are open and wide, they aren't exactly on Tryko'Sam-- Andromeda can guess, Tryko'Sam is his focus, none the less.
"Altoris, you twerp-- she totally got you there." He laughs without much fear or worry, not too into the situation.
Altoris, meanwhile, looks back at Tryko'Sam, then to Altoris and Andromeda, yells once and then promptly disappears abandoning his two fellow bullies.
Altoris laughs a few more times, still lacking fear. His third friend keeps staring.
Tryko'Sam has gone silent, though, likely due to the lack of others talking at this point with key words.
"uh oh nothing I mean Hyou-men, yes! Hyoumen"Grim warily accepts the spell with a wince as the negative energy seems to briefly burn his skin where it touches. Despite this reaction color seems to return to his face and eyes and his clothes seem to return to normal. "That still kinda hurt... Is magic healing supposed to do that?""... Not usually. You seem to be something unusual indeed."
vis's gaze gets a little stern, at this.
"What are you?"
"Really? Then you wouldn't mind me getting my infernal-detecting scroll out, then?"
vis's hand slowly reaches for his bag of stuff.
Sorchan stopped as if he were listening to something and then turned to Lucas.
"The things that you found of Raelle's, please hand them to me. I need to get them to Ryleh so she can find where they've taken my daughter," he said, jaw clenched as he tried to keep his emotions under control. "Thank you for your help," he added, realizing that he hadn't yet acknowledged that. "All of you."
Cindra bows a little to Sorchan.
Grim unconsciously takes a half step back "no reason to use something like that, I mean, would the principal enroll demons here. He he he..." Grim's smile contains entirely too many teeth to be genuine.
Hallways
Andromeda positions herself between Tryko'Sam and the bullies, drawing her pistols. "That's enough, guys. Back off. Now. I really, really hate bullies, and you're not the only ones who understand the loopholes in the wards. So unless you want to be having a really bad time, just leave. And next time you want to get a girl's attention, jerk face, try talking to her. Nicely. You'd be amazed how much better that works."Disbelieve, and shock, clearly, strikes the first lead boy at her comments -- and mocking. Turn about is fair play, apparently. A touch of confusion too, but not exactly clear why, yet.
"I -- wha." Attention is removed Tryko'Sam while the other boy laughs, their loyalty goes only so far, clearly.
The third kid, however, might not be able to focus beyond what he's focused on, though his eyes are open and wide, they aren't exactly on Tryko'Sam-- Andromeda can guess, Tryko'Sam is his focus, none the less.
"Altoris, you twerp-- she totally got you there." He laughs without much fear or worry, not too into the situation.
Altoris, meanwhile, looks back at Tryko'Sam, then to Altoris and Andromeda, yells once and then promptly disappears abandoning his two fellow bullies.
Altoris laughs a few more times, still lacking fear. His third friend keeps staring.
Tryko'Sam has gone silent, though, likely due to the lack of others talking at this point with key words.
Andromeda holsters her pistols. "Alright, guys, joke's over. Move along," she said, lightly shaking the shoulder of the staring kid. She's worried that he hasn't snapped out of it already, but she stays upwardly calm. No need to escalate the situation.
Morrivan looked a little lost as Sorchan flew away back to the school. "Well, I guess that's it. Now for the hard part. The waiting. Thanks for your help, guys. I owe you. But we should probably head back. You two need to get inside. It's starting to get dark and it can get pretty chilly at night. Not so good for firebirds."
Jeran had run the new recruits through the communication protocols, both amongst themselves and withTacNet. The drills were designed to get most of the ribbing about their new call signs out of the way at the beginning, but somehow he doubted that would work with this group. The sarcasm was strong with these guys. He had just had everyone pull out their training schedules from their folders, going over who was scheduled to use what simulator when.
At this point Jiminy walked in, looking extremely agitated. "I apologize for interrupting the training," he said, shortly. "Mithros, I need you to suit up and get in the air right now. You're the only one who currently has a working mech. Raelle del Sol has been kidnapped. Whoever took her is using powerful magic to conceal their location. All Grandma has been able to get so far is that she's being held in a wood building, large, some kind of barn or warehouse. She's tied up and still wearing her psionic inhibitor, so totally helpless. The location could be anywhere within a radius of 2000 miles of Avalon. It could take hours to get more information that that, and Raelle might not have hours. Start in close and work your way out. Identify structures that could possibly be the one we're looking for and scan for heat signatures. The rest of us will separate into search teams to check out the possibles so we can reach as many locations as we can as quickly as possible."
"Oh man, Raelle? Yessir!" he hops up and flys out of the room, racing to get his suit on. He calls over the radio to get Sunbird 1 prepped ASAP, while he suits up. He then boards and takes off as instructed.
He flys high enough to not alert anyone on the ground of his presence from noise, and does a round about circuit out from Avalon as instructed, comparing sensor images and structures to what he was told...
"HQ, this is Sunbird, beginning reconnoiter at area Avalon, over."
