<div align="center">(https://www.logolynx.com/images/logolynx/0a/0a5da33bd3352229dc24d61e4d6e4899.jpeg)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3ibRLkx.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br/><strong>NAME:</strong>  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15035995#msg15035995)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> Sunday, August 23<br/><strong>TIME:</strong> 9:00 PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Secret Sanctuary—&gt; Beatriz da Costa’s living room <br/><strong>CONTENT: </strong> Trying to Wingman, Inspired Creation, Eco-Love<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All Mission 2 Members, Fire</span><br/><hr/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> After passing out gifts like a black Santa, Virgil let the rest of the planning stage finish up. The two teams seemed to have each come up with their own good ideas for moving ahead, and he was just fine with his part in it. And even though he could more than take care of himself, he had no issue being given a Kryptonian bodyguard. Even the President would be jealous of him right now. <br/><br/>"Remember guys, the grenades give you a few minutes of down time, but when they wear off, whatever tech is around you will go right back to normal. Make sure you take it out before times up or you're gone when that happens." After Geo-Force confirmed he could tunnel them in, Static gave him a thumbs up. "As long as it's got a power source, I can have my way. Don't worry about that." <br/><br/>With everything ready, he saluted to his friends going on the other half of the mission, then stood up on the railing, waving to Rocket with a smile before leaning over and falling backward into open air. Without even moving, his saucer formed and magnetized to his feet as he flipped over and skidded down the side of the building. He kicked off, spinning and twirling like some sort of Spidery Man with access to a go-pro and a selfie stick before he corrected his descent and followed Huntress' path in a lazy arc. On her arrival, she found a security weak spot, with only two cameras and almost no guard presence. <br/><br/><tt class="bbc_tt">"Copy that. Two shakes and I'll be done, but the grenades were my gift to you guys. I'm more ole' skool. Well, new skool in this case because...whatever, I got it."</tt><br/><br/>With that confirmation being given, he ran a low level charge (http://i.imgur.com/attV0O6.jpg) through his suit, creating a localized dead zone on his body, making him completely invisible to the cameras. Then he leisurely flew up and started to tamper with them. It only took him maybe thirty seconds to alter the viewfinder on both cameras to endlessly loop the footage of the past few minutes...which was all the nothing it had been recording before. Audio and video. Once it was done, he touched his comm. <br/><br/><tt class="bbc_tt">"Done. Cameras are out of play. Heading over now."</tt> Running forward, he bent his knees and flipped clean over the fence with the practiced ease of an athlete. Electricity wasn't his only power. The Q-Juice running through his system had also given him a decent boost in regards to his physical body as well. He wouldn't be throwing cars down the street, but he definitely wasn't as scrawny as he looked. He had some power in his little frame. "Let's break and enter...but it's cool because it's bad guys."<br/><br/><br/></span><br/>