<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ccqOpoo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Amethyst/GM post<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Atlantean Airship (https://i.imgur.com/qfLhVYR.jpg) Over English Channel<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Mission 1 - 1 hour in<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><strong>Content:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Atlantis had satellites, who knew? The hyper advanced devices had picked up something that needed looking at. The team had barely been together for a few days; they hadn’t even really had a training session, but needs must as the devil drives them. There was something large approaching from deep space, the advanced Atlantean computers predicated the ship would put down near<strong>Rhineland-Palatinate, in Germany. </strong><br/><br/>There had been a slight, very slight moment of panic when Amethyst realized that she hadn’t bothered to ask if anyone actually knew how to fly the aircraft, but fortunately<strong>Erin had volunteered that she, in fact, could fly the thing</strong>. While there were certainly some manner of difference between the craft she flew and the Atlantean airship, they were still in the air and currently on course to Germany. According to what she knew they would reach there approximately 20 minutes after what ever it was settled above the city. They were currently 7 minutes out, which meant whatever, or whoever it was had almost 15 minutes to do whatever is they wanted.<br/><br/>Amethyst turned from the cockpit, the craft one long hallway of sorts, monitors above the chairs lining the wall. She affixed the<strong>small strip of circuitry that functioned as communicators to her jaw line</strong>, it would pick up vibrations from her jaw and would also put them into her earlobe. She had passed them out to the team when they left as well, they would dissolve after a day. She shook her head, sometimes it felt like she was living in a sci-fi movie, one that seemed normal to everyone else.<br/><br/><strong>“Why here? Bombshell, you know more about this worlds military then most..why here if this is a show of power?”</strong>She posited to the shining woman, even as she kept an eye on the monitors, tuned into the local networks. Amethyst herself had yet to transform into her form, wondering if perhaps she was delaying for the simple fact that it meant she didn’t have to be a heroine for a few moments longer, to just be…normal.<br/><br/>Her head glanced towards their members from the future, from other worlds, from the scientific even as the ship came into view as one station finally picked up a clear shot of it. She’d insisted they all ride in the ship, as much a show of comradely as it was a means to conserve their powers. She frowned and folded her arms a little bit and watched, even as she talked. The cockpit was close enough and open enough that Erin should have no trouble hearing them<strong>“Does anyone recognize this craft (https://i.imgur.com/zm2Kh4H.png)?” </strong><br/><br/>The monitor on the left suddenly presented a jarring image, as if the cameraman had been jostled around a corner, picking up the red armored figures swarming the city and its skyline. The armor was all harsh edges, and had small spikes jutting out from here and there.  There were dozens, if not hundreds of them moving this way and that. What limited response had already been mustered by the police already seemed overwhelmed. Amethyst watched in horror as they seemed more intent on creating carnage then any real purpose, at least this group was. Cars, trucks, pieces of buildings were being flung about, as if these armored beings were more intent on impressing. The camera fizzled again, even as Amethyst watched in shock, one of the aliens (?) arms molding into some sort of energy cannon and blasted the camera into static. “Erin..please get us there faster…”<br/><br/>The minutes seemed to tick by slowly, the sensors tied into the satellite feeds picked up signatures, large clusters being herded towards a massive open space, a park maybe. The maps were not the most descriptive of things, at least to her.<br/><br/>Amethyst turned towards Erin once more and motioned at the monitor<strong>“Once we’re over the city we will open the door…Ray, Sodam, Bombshell…I would like you to engage the ones flying. Slow them down, keep them at bay..do what you can. Erin set us down close to this area, you, Atom and Myself will investigate this area…” she gestured to the park, “</strong>Those are people down there…we need to save them…as many as we can..” The last part was almost a whisper, before she paused.<br/><br/>Her hands dipped down to where her sword would be, and drew it from the ether, as she did it sliced through the web of reality, her clothes enveloped in a red energy, and as she brought the sword to rest over her head, she was clad in her Gemworld armor, fully Amethyst once more. She seemed more at east, maybe a bit calmer, turning towards them all “Be safe…we have not had time enough together but there are people in need. We will help them, but we must do so together.”<br/><br/>She  gripped the handle of her sword tightly, even as she felt the ship lurch ever so slightly and the bay door start to crack. There was no more time for questioning herself...or each other. Justice would have to prevail.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>GM Notes: The ship itself, to characters that are familiar to such things, would have something that seemed familiar to them, maybe some part of a design, maybe the weapons, maybe the occupants, but something one learned in a history class and forgot, or something that inspired something they see in their every day life and never realized it had influences from the past. The craft would appear to be built for function, less form.<br/><br/>The aliens currently approximately 100 in various positions and points throughout the city. mostly resemble humans, except larger (In total there are 500 of them, though that’s not information readily available). All are strong, to varying degrees. The bulk of them range from Captain America – Spider Man levels of strength. A few, perhaps two dozen or so, have strength approaching Wonder Woman level. On the ship though…there may be even one stronger. All have the ability to shift their hands/arms into cannons, some possessing the abilities to morph into more complex and difficult weaponry. Weapons, and flight ability, are the only things they can do however (They are not full shapeshifters.) English is understood and spoken/weather through translators or natural means is unknown.<br/><br/>