Natascha smirked to herself as she slipped herself around a little bit, her body very supple and sleek from the avid activities she endured on a daily basis. She purred gently to herself, extremely happy on the current situation; Why should she do all the work herself when she could just 'persuade' these three to do it for her. 'Oh, being bad is so, sooo good~' she giggled to herself as she pulled her free of the upper skid, her entire body stabilising her movements so as not to slip off of the jet and therefor, most probably, die. She gently tapped, loud enough for her to hear it, quiet enough that nobody else in the jet did, until finally she had heard a slot in the jet's back, far away from the cockpit where she could then easily remove the bottom panel and slip herself through into the actual jet. Replacing the removed panel, Natascha slid her neck around in a circle and purred happily at the resulting pleasure she felt; Once her entire back had this same treatment she turned slowly, and began to move.<br/><br/>Exploring the jet was not exactly fun, her instincts telling her to be ready for attack at any time and constantly having the proper escape route planned out in the back of her mind. She removed both swat-issue handguns from her legs and cocked both, smirking at the resultant pop; She moved forwards and slid her hand up to make sure the armor-piercing 'nano' bullets she had been supplied with were actually in the gun; They were specially made to kill mutants, and thus were a heavy asset to her. She smirked briefly as she slammed her hand onto the control panel for the door to the cockpit, causing it to fly open. She slid both guns up to face the one in control, a sly smirk on her face. "Well hello there, dorogaya.." she purred, speaking back in russian as she did so. "Y'know, it's -sooo- mean to leave a lady out in the street like that~" she teased gently, her one gun pointed straight at the captain, and the other at the following male; The female did nothing during the fight for the jet, and as such didn't seem very powerful. And thankfully, being as small as the cockpit was, she was well within range for her male hypnotic abilities to work. "But I'll forgive you..for a price.."<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>Tristan blinked a few times as an idea suddenly popped into his innocent widdle mind. "I got it!~" he chimed happily as he suddenly stood up. As he did so he would slowly turn himself around and close his eyes. Remembering just how Rowan looked in her human form, and how tall she was, as well as how wide she was around her shoulders, stomach and hips, he began to formulate a plan. He concentrated, and after a moment or two the windows they were stood by urst open, vines and leaves fluttering by the dozen. They surrounding the tiger completely from anyone elses gaze, though this wasn't his actual plan. "O-okay..go ahead and turn back, I'm ready for it!" he sighed gently, still covering his eyes using both hands. "W-when you change back, you can wear.." he began, slamming both  palms together and moving them slowly as-if he was crushing a nut or some such item between them; And as he did this, a number of the now hundreds of leaves and dozens of vines appeared to slide out before her, stopping in mid-air to form a very well constructed and sturdy, and to the naked eye rather pretty dress before Rowan.<br/><br/>As he constructed this rather hastily made dress, Tristan slowly turned, hands still plastered over his grass green eyes, ears twitching with the sounds of grass and leaves fluttering through the air, and his extremely cute widdle upturned nose twitching gently with the smells of the outdoors in the comfort of his window-side bed! He sighed gently, happily and rather forcefully being that he didn't exactly know why people sighed, but they seemed to do it when they were happy something, so he did so also.  "Don't worry, I won't peak! Just, change back and wear that until we can find your room, I guess. I mean, you can keep it on, I think you look pretty in anything- I mean what.." he gasped, turning back to the window to shut it, before simply staring out at it, blushing even more so at what he had just accidently said.