Early morning and Abigail was awake before the others doing final checks. She hadn't used this configuration in the field yet and didn't want any nasty surprises. When she was confident she had finished she headed to the arming chamber she installed, it was only necessary when she had made alterations to the basic suit but she was always tinkering with it. She more tight fitting motorcycle and put mask over her face in case her armour gave out in the fiddle of the crowd. She headed for the roof access to the headquarters her armour materialising as she walked. The dark blue armour simply seemed to phase into existence and didn't seem to slow her down. The advanced anti-gravity systems of the suit came to life when she got to the roof and the ion jets in her boots and the smaller ion jets in her hands activated propelling her into the blue sky above London.