Kyle
Andromeda flashed in, her utility belt loaded with all her essentials, including a small satchel filled with first aid supplies. She waited now to see when her fellow team mates would show themselves. The location had changed, but they were made aware of that, and the mission stayed the same.

For now, she lean against a wall in the dark alley between warehouse buildings. Lights were dim, if there were any, and she kept to where there were as few as possible, Didn't want anyone to catch them convening before they had a chance to go scouting.

"Hurry up.." She grunted to herself in a low tone. She was antsy to get things started, crossing both her arms and legs as she leaned.
Efrain
Pendragon Mission Inventory: 1x Sword

Pendragon's arrival was considerably less dramatic than Andromeda's. Largely because he has to physically make his way to the rendezvous location instead of teleporting there, but also because a six-and-a-half foot tall figure in plate armour tended to draw a significant amount of attention on the streets; Pendragon was forced to travel mostly in civilian guise, a small man lugging around a large duffle bag until he could disappear into the empty stairwell of some old building's fire escape to change into his costume.

What would emerge would be the Knight in Shining Trash the others were familiar with, trusty rebar forged into a longsword as it had been time and time again. With the hilt of the sword clutched in one hand, and the blade carefully sheathed, he moved to join the others at the newly specified location; sabaton-clad feet gliding an inch or so over the ground to avoid the unnecessary attention the clattering noise which striding in plate armour might otherwise bring. 

"...Salutations, companions..."
Brian
Heartthrob Mission Inventory: 1x Heart Attack Wand, 1x Bag of Zipties.

Heartthrob too had to arrive much less bombastically. Her pink outfit tended to make her noticeable and her wand made people tend to pay attention. These, by definition, are bad qualities for stealth. Much like Pendragon she had to change on the way- shimming into a dress in an abandoned house and lacing her boots up. It was uncomfortable and messy. She had to leave home 30 minutes ahead of time for her to arrive even remotely around the meeting time. 

A moment after Pendragon arrived, the small frame of one Heartthrob would emerge with a steady jog. She was clearly winded as she took deep breaths. She waved to them as she approached and gasped out a few breaths. "Sorry.. I.. I am ready to go!" She half whispered half shouted as she stood up straight, brushing out her skirt. "I got caught up, I am sorry for being late."
Kyle
Andromeda held her head high as she watched the two pull up on their designated meeting spot. Reaching for her belt on both sides, she handed them each a radio (- long range two way radios ×2) " Take these" She demanded. "This is how we will keep in contact for this and further missions. Now, remember what we discussed, we are just scouting for now, only get into a fight if you have to- trust your guts to that end. If anything happens, radio us furst chance you get, with the street and a description of the building. Are we clear?"

She looked between the both of them with stern eyes keeping her own radio handy on her utility belt. " If everything is good we'll be sticking as much to the shadows and roof tops as possible, the less we are seen the better. Any questions?"
Efrain
[Obtained: 1x Longe Range Two-Way Radio]!

In all honesty, Pendragon had expected to be the last member of the team to arrive. As much as the valiant, knightly figure hated the idea of tardiness, he had to face the reality that changing in a full suit of medieval armour was not a swift process. Especially not without the aid of a squire. Still, he thanked the heavy helm he wore for hiding his perplexed expression, arriving to see Heartthrob had yet to show their mask.

When the photokinetic did show themselves, Pendragon greeted them with a nod. Armoured joints creaking. "No need to fret, fair Heartthrob, patience is a virtue." Pendragon reassures, attention turning to Andromeda as they went over the mission brief. 

"Thank you," Pendragon voiced as he accepted the radio, pressing it to his breastplate and willing thin tendrils of steel to encage the radio where it could pick up his voice. "With stealth as our objective, I can only hope we do not encounter circumstances which require our intervention. I shan't willingly turn my eye from those who are in need."
Brian
[Obtained: 1x Long Range Two-Way Radio[

"I should have figured out some sort of invisibility field.." She muttered as she stowed her radio in a hidden pocket on her dress. She shook her head and looked up to the two of them. Her attention flitting back and forth as she listened to their conversation. She wondered if this is how it was for all teams.

"I agree with you, Sir Pendragon, but it's likely that at this time of night we will encounter anything. Maybe a mugging but unlikely- the other heroes spend more time here than some of the other districts." She noted as she pulled her wand from it's place in of her pockets. "Now. Let us get on our way, yes?" She scanned the alley around them, eyes squinting at the distance. Her power gave her an advantage in the dark, letting her see almost like it was daylight. "One of you prefer to take the lead or shall I?"
Kyle
"Yeah, I can take the lead. Radio the other two if one of you find something." Andromeda turns and takes a running start down an alley to the right, an energy enveloping her as she offered them a "Good luck", and warping soon far down the alley and up onto one of the roofs. Seems she was taking the east, perching off the corners of roofs like a little gremlin as she scanned the barely lit warehouses for any nefarious goings on.
Efrain
"May fortune favour us all."

With Andromeda's _warping_ effect tied to her line of sight, she may not be capable of providing back-up to himself or Heartthrob should anything go wrong on their searches, Pendragon considers. Similarly, should Andromeda be in need of aid, Heartthrob has no demonstrated any Mover-type abilities. Concluding that he is likely to be the swiftest of these three assembled heroes, at least in terms of non-teleportation based locomotion, Pendragon resolves to take the path straight ahead. Leaving the left-most to Heatthrob with the expectation that he would be able to most quickly provide support to either of his teammates should they require it. 

Where Andromeda took the high ground to perform reconnaissance, Pendragon would hop lightly and hover forwards at pace - avoiding making to much noise with his armoured boots, while bearing down on the nearest structure which looked outwardly abandoned.
Brian
Heartthrob gave a two finger salute to Andromeda before she began to scurry off in the open flank with her wand gripped white knuckled. Her eyes flitted back and forth as she searched the dark with her enhanced night vision- suspicious of the calm night and on edge from not having her wand on to avoid the glint of light. Her footsteps were quick but careful to keep from making too much noise.

"May your heart guide the way."

She responded before she separated from Pendragon. She needed whatever she could get from these warehouses. No room for failure. She cannot let her team down. She raised her wand in front of her as if it would ward off anything hostile and began to move further ahead. Maybe they'd get lucky and they'd just find a warehouse full of tinker tech and no guards! Probably not though.
Edna
With that, the trio set off into the moonlit warehouse district. The night was mostly silent aside from the occasional scratching of a rat scurrying along the concrete floor, security guard coughing alone in the cold, or stray dog howling into the night. This would bode well for the group's quest in finding a new, if temporary, base of operations.

Andromeda scouted across the rooftops closest to the river that gives the district its name. Normally at this time of night all one would be able to see is a murky blackness in the river, however with the illumination of a full moon Andromeda can spot the outlines of large barrels and pieces of debris in the waters below, evidence of the pollution these warehouses bring. Aside from the murky river however every warehouse the rogue sees is occupied in some way. A steel shop here, a water tank manufacturer there, nothing empty nor nothing illegal to clear out.

Taking the center path Pendragon's route is illuminated by the streetlamps within the district, allowing him much more vision but severely restricting his paths of movement if he wants to remain unseen. From the lower angle of the ground floor he is entirely unable to peer through windows without scaling the buildings somehow. He does catch glimpse of an odd sight however. Closer to where Heartthrob was investigating appeared to be a rather run-down warehouse with a familiar branding on the side.

*'Gram-Gram's Bakehouse'*

It was something any of the trio may be familiar with, a chain brand of baked goods mostly consisting of cookies and sweet pastries. However it was odd that such a well known brand would operate out of such a run down warehouse. It appeared as if the logo was old and faded, and the building itself was starting to rust in places. Despite that however it appeared that their security system was entirely up to date, with modern cameras and locks placed all around the building.

Finally, Heartthrob would come within viewing distance of the building. From her position she could see an angle of the warehouse that Pendragon could not. Alongside seeing the rundown-ness of the warehouse and modern camera and lock system Heartthrob would also notice open doors with boxes upon boxes of cookies and other sweet pastries being loaded onto trucks by armed guards, each wearing a baton and what appeared to be a taser.
Kyle
Andromeda decides to radio in, lifting the walkie from her belt and begins transmission on the frequency she preset the radios with, Her eyes still scanning the distance as she spoke. 

```Kzzt- "This is Andromeda, So far I haven't found hide nor tail of anything suspicious. How goes the investigation on your ends? Does anyone need back up? Give me a street name and I will be there within seconds" -Kzzt```

Andromeda whispered into the thing, she didn't want any stray alley way walkers to catch either of them so soon and blow cover. There wasn't, exactly, much cover to be blown with the two of her team mates, but any element of surprise is better than none.
Efrain
Pendragon does his utmost to traverse the streets in a stealthy manner. Wielding his power through his steel sword, Pendragon levitates his suit of armour and floats toward his destination instead of clanking and clunking along in his metal sabatons. Although he likely could have used such a technique to rise high enough to peer into the windows of the buildings, relatively well maintained state of their exteriors had already convinced the knight that only one building in the neighbourhood matched the needs of this trio.

``` "...I have not yet encountered anything one would deem criminal, but take heart companions: I have spied a warehouse which may yet suit our purposes well..." ```

Static crackles as Pendragon operates the walkie-talkie, steel-clad thumb sliding from the button which operates it as he swerves his suit across the road and toward _Gram-Gram's Bakehouse_ to take a closer look at the building.

``` "...It is odd, however, that a building otherwise suffering from such a state of disrepair is so well secured. Perhaps it has not been left to the ravages of time, though would choose to protect such a place..." ```

Pendragon invites Andromeda to join him on the centre street, beginning to pace the length of the building.
Brian
Heartthrob would peer out over the street before her with a wary eye. Her natural night vision gave her sight of the guards. That was something interesting. It doesn't seem likely that a brand like that would be shipping here and even less likely that they'd employ this level of security for a random warehouse. That's something to call in. Her radio would crackle on and she'd speak quietly into it.

``"I see the warehouse. It's guards are armed and the security system is definitely new. I know that companies desire to protect their profit but this is definitely more security than I'm use to. Nothing illegal I can see from here though."``

She would creep forward with her wand in her hand, crouching low. She moved slow and careful in the dark with eyes kept on her surroundings. She needed to get a closer look at those crates, maybe she could catch a peek of one of the employees looking inside. First she needed to reconnect with the other two.
Trudi
It was a bizarre thing, seeing such competence where it clearly didn't belong. Pendragon having drifted closer could see the men who guarded other men loading were not simple thugs. They stood with an air of experience around them, the way they scanned the area around them for threats and their weapons ready at a moments notice.

Heartthrob's eyes however were focused more on the cargo the men were moving, rather than the men themselves. Despite being clearly marked as baked goods there was almost no doubt that they did not contain said goods. If they did, they would quite possible be the heaviest duty container any had stored baked treats in. Each crate being reinforced with metal, and held shut with a lock.
Kyle
Andromeda let off a sigh, deciding to warp high into the air for a vantage point on where her team was. It was possible that her flashes of green could be spotted, but usually, people don't look up, so she has that on her side. She spots them not far away, but clearly in the opposite direction. 

`"I see you both, I'm warping onto the roof. Should be unnoticeable with my uniform."`

Another flash, and she's crouching on the room of the said warehouse, the shine of the lights in the alley contrasting against the dark of the night, and her suit. Like she noted, she would be damn hard to spot from where she is. Perched from above, peering over the edge, she tried to catch a glimpse at whatever they were packing into those trucks.

_"Armed gaurds are one thing"_ she whispered to herself _"But if what they're transporting isnt actually illegal, We won't be able to strike."_
Efrain
Although Pendragon himself did not possess formal military training, the signs of such knowledge and the behaviours were not difficult to spot. Soldiers took on a certain posture and gait, kept their heads on a swivel, and generally operated with an air of experience that one did not develop gangbanging or running protection rackets.

`If mine observations hold true, these men bear the marks of seasoned warriors. Though I dare not speculate, their discipline and skill hint at a past forged in the crucible of war.`

Pendragon would inform his companions over their walkie-talkies.

`Hath either of thee discerned a compelling reason for our intervention in this affair? Mere misgivings alone doth not suffice to warrant a raid upon this warehouse. Let us seek clarity and conviction ere we embark upon our course of action, for justice demands a noble cause.`
Brian
Heartthrob would track the guards with her eyes as she listened to the chatter on the walkie-talkie. Seeing the guarding, she decided to back away. No reason to get herself caught. Slowly she backed up into the alleyway again. She pulled the walkie-talkie up to her mouth and spoke quietly into it.

``"Unless those cookies are worth a small fortune each. The locks aren't just new but also the boxes are reinforced. I think we should try to get a better look inside."`

She let Pendragon speak but tapped her foot impatiently. She wanted to jump into action! To get something done! The stakeout is kinda boring. No real drama. She's a magical girl, she should be lighting up the world not skulking about!!!

`"Andromeda, do you have eyes on anything else? Give us something, at least."`
Kyle
She was.. On top of the warehouse itself now. Andromeda quickly, and quietly, crawled along the roof to reach a nearby skylight peering into the warehouse it's self. Perhaps more could be gleamed from the actual inside of the place where they were packing this stuff.

`"I'm checking now, will report soon if I notice anything. Both of you get ready to go on the offensive on my mark Incase this happens to me time sensitive, it's a low chance but it's never zero"` 

Exactly what was she going to find poking her head carefully past the ridge of the window, and down into the strangely up kept 'Gram-Gram's'.
Trudi
Whilst the team continued their observations of the warehouse and the guards of the cargo containers Andromeda moved along the roof and peered into the skylight. The interior of the building was dark however several of the crates that hadn't been packed were still inside, yet to be closed and locked. It was hard to see exactly what was in them but it wasn't hard to guess.

Packages tightly wrapped in plastic with a white colouration. Either these people were avid bakers or they were looking to move a rather large amount of drugs. Aside from the crates though the interior of the building didn't show signs of any regular use, with thick layers of dust visible even even from the skylight.
Kyle
Once she was able to see just what it is they were crating up and carting away, she about growled. Drug trade was somthing unfortunately normal about new london, And the NLPD and Local teams didnt do much to stop it, or if they did, it didn't seem to take. There wasn't much saying anything they did here would do anything either, but even if this wasn't an emergency... She felt she had to do something. They had to do something.

And who knows, they're pushing drugs, she might be able to beat some information out of them on just who their _manufacturer_ is.

```"Drugs. It's drugs. Nothing time sensitive but, if we bust them here, we can seize this whole warehouse and report it to Vandguard. Might even be a reward in it for us, good for reputation too. If you want to do this just go for it and make some noise. I'll support you both."```