Even though she had no doubts in her own abilities, and knew that she would do well in this mission, she takes point to memorize the words that Gallan had spoken to her, storing them away in her memory bank so that she would not forget them later on down the road. As she had been filled with all sorts of information about the universe and all that was in it. The comparison in a ways made sense to her, rathtars were, as she had learned, very dangerous, much like herself. But, if she had to keep these thoughts to herself, those faint words drifting within her mind, she knew that they, rathtars, were definitely not as dangerous as her.<br/><br/>Then the answer for the box came, and she does not respond to this either. She was supposed to open it? So there was something inside that metal box? But why would Electra do that? For what purpose could she have done this? What did it mean? Things like sentimental reasoning were not in her knowledge and thought capacity, so something like this just did not seem to be necessary. But she would remember, and maybe, if she wanted to, after they got back on the ship...she would open the box. See what was inside.<br/><br/>For the whole time after that, as she waited for everything to be ready for them to leave the ship, she was quiet, not saying anything at all. But this was completely the normal for her, and Gallan would soon find that out, if he hadn't picked up on that fact already. She wanted to start already, and the mission was all that was running through her mind.<br/><br/>Finally the door opened, and she did not hesitate in guiding her little 'rain drop' as she wanted to call it, out of the door, in to space. All around her, were stars. Wherever her eyes turned, there they were, twinkling and shiny, beautiful really. But she does not think that. All Raz thought of them were scientific thoughts, burning and exploding balls of hydrogen and helium gases, burning at over 10,000 degrees Fahrenheit. Not glamorous or something to be wished upon.<br/><br/>They were free falling, heading straight to the planet beneath them where their target was currently located. As gravity took hold, and they were pulled closer to the surface, she noticed that it was storming. A blizzard. She had only ever heard of it, never actually seen it in person. Well, she had, on pictures and modules and things like that, but never the real deal. But she could not get caught up in gazing at the flurries of white, as she saw land getting closer. Pressing a few buttons, a sort of negating lift kept her from crashing in to the ground as she landed.<br/><br/>She could sense that some things were ahead of them, and closing her eyes for a second, before opening them to reveal instead of just her irises being glowing green, the entirety of her eye was that color, including the whites and pupil. It was like a mixture of x-ray, infrared, and structure sight. Her own personal in body scanners if you will.<br/><br/>Then, hearing a voice that belonged to Gallan, she notices a small ear bud shaped object placed in a slot on the dash of the control panel. Picking it up, she puts it in her ear, so that she could hear what was being said easier. Pressing a button, the glass panes around her slid open, so a rush of freezing wind rushes past her, making her blink quickly, snow getting caught in her eyelashes and hair. Even so, she was fine. This would do nothing to hinder her. Her equipment had special advances, technology preventing it from freezing or getting to hot. She needed to get out of that machine, she felt too cramped and crowded in there.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BFFF40">"Yes, I understand."</span>Jumping down into the snow, she felt odd, the snow even colder on her skin than that blast of wind. It reached up to her mid thighs, but even that did not matter. An automatic heat sensor activates, causing the snow to melt away from her skin, so she would be able to easily cut through the snow without any problems. And leaving the pod she had came in was not an issue. It had a tracking device within it that she could follow, and if not, she too had something that would call the pod to herself.<br/><br/>Her hands now gripped her swords, ready to begin. Her skin began to get a rather translucent appearance, almost see through, the snow helping to conceal her even more. She looks over to where she read Gallan's heat signature, a lock on in her right eye focusing on his body, before looking away once more, towards where the heat signatures of the men she was to take out were located. Well, she had better get going.<br/><br/>Without another word to be said, she takes off, the snow obscuring her from view, even from Gallan, though would show up just barely on his scanner. She runs quickly, focused entirely on the mission at hand. Skirting around just slightly when she reaches the men, her antennae and tail strike out, injecting each victim with a lethal amount of the eerie green substance flowing through through everything. They were dead before they even knew it, not making a single sound. She does the same to the others, and soon none remained except herself and eight dead bodies, with machines unmanned.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BFFF40">"I have finished. Waiting for further instructions..."</span>