<div class="floatleft">(http://www.thewrap.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/mockingbird-featured.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Karen Cross<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Daredevil<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>0140, 6 Apr 2102<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ruins of New York, Manhattan<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone<br/><strong>Mentioned:</strong>Everyone<br/><strong>NSFW Warning:</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/>Karen made note of the names, and at the same time cut the external audio feed and once more whispered<em>"Daredevil"</em>activating the armor's diagnostics suite once more, and using it to take in her new companions.  The one calling himself Cavalry was enhanced, though the armor could not tell if it was by accident or because he was a mutant.  Not it really mattered.  His bio-electrical were staggering and off the charts.  More than enough to overwhelm some of the soldiers they were facing.  They would need it as there were at least twelve hostiles out there Karen's armor was picking up, the airship belonging to Moonknight was not going to be enough.<br/><br/>Moonknight himself was not giving Karen anything other than human, if an extremely physically fit one.  His armor he had on was flexible beta cloth with some form of metal weave reinforcement.  It likely would protect him from a kill shot with the weapons the enemy were using but not deflect it entirely, so he was in the same boat as Karen as they had to be careful when engaging the soldiers as they did have the ability to harm.  His weapons had caught Karen as well.  State of the art as far as craftsmanship and materials, but at the same time...archaic.  It was extremely odd.  The man was skilled in use as he tossed four of them out, and he also had knowledge of modern weaponry as the crescent shaped thrown weapons lodged themselves in the sensitive mechanism of the rifles.  The man was also a skilled melee combatant as he managed to knock one man on his back and send him sliding a good ten feet on his back.<br/><br/>The last man puzzled the hell out of Karen, as nothing made sense at all.  The man was human in every shape and form her armor was telling her, but it clearly was not the case.  Also whatever he was doing did not register on her armor.  Yet it was clearly there, she could see it with her own eyes.  The only explanation laid in how the man identified himself to the enemy, Magus.  Magic, it had to be magic, the first example of it Karen had heard of since the Sentinel War.  It was clearly effective, even if Karen could not get a reading, or make heads or tails of it.  Three of the soldiers who had weapons tried to engage, but they dropped right to the ground when Magus shield lanced out with energy, a type even their sophisticated armor could not compensate.  It left at least eight hostiles, five of them with weapons and all of them trained upon Moon Knight.<br/><br/>Cavalry was right, the time to plan was over and they had to act.<em>"Suspend, and Taskmaster."</em>Karen whispered again, shutting down the diagnostic suite so it could not be used against her, overwhelm her if someone set off a flash bang or explosive.  Karen turned on her external audio again and spoke to Cavalry.<strong>"Agreed, see what you can do to keep them from firing on Moon Knight."</strong>Karen leaped down, the combat computer already putting up on her HUD exactly where she needed to swing and release to come down and land upon one of the soldiers.  Normally Karen weighed a buck twenty-five wet, but in her armor it was near one hundred and eighty pounds.  Karen dropped a good eighty feet, and while the armor the soldiers were wearing was good, it was not good enough to deflect the raw kinetic energy from her near two hundred pound frame falling from such a height.  The man crumbled beneath her, and the armor's exoskeleton absorbed the impact which would have shattered her legs and hips otherwise.  It did bring Karen to her knees.  The grapple line recessed back into her club, and Karen made a quick motion to attach it to the other club, creating a quarter staff.  She stood up and spun it about, ready to take on whoever was still standing.