<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/80/Cipher.2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Alisa Targar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.phptopic=310417.msg15065563#msg15065563) AKA Cipher<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Leggings and a cropped tee in black, Doc Martens<br/><strong>Time and Date:</strong>9/10/2019 | Mid day<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avengers Tower<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Picking the leaders | Offering snark<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>The soon to be Secret Avengers<br/><strong>Mood Music:</strong>Long Hard Road Out Of Hell (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THNEolxBmso)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was the man in red who spoke first, his gruff tones a balm to battered nerves.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Good to meet you, Cipher. We're actually working on that. In fact, those abilities of yours will certainly come in handy when it comes to investigate this facility and find out exactly what we're up against. I can find us ways to get there through the back alleys without being detected. Or make them wish they didn't detect us. I'm fine with either."</span><br/><br/>Alisa nodded, and then flopped back against the wall, her thoughts running in circles like mice in a maze.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Let me point out that for the initial scope out, I can get in and out while not being seen or heard. I blank myself hard enough? No heart beat, no footsteps, no deep down thoughts. Hell, I was in the Institute for three months before Jean noticed me and that was a combination of her strength and me letting the shields go! Goin' in, excuse me, blind is just stupid. Those charts and layouts ain't the same as having actual eyes on."</span>She paused and allowed herself to ruminate a bit more as Firestar spoke up.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"> "I think we need to find out where Rachel Leighton is hiding? Given she is our point of contact? Maybe some Police connections could help?"</span><br/><br/>Alisa nodded again, her face thoughtful.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"I am thinking that's why the hottie with the perfect ass was brought in."</span>The dark-skinned woman glanced around.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Hell! When did he leave??'</span><br/><br/>Her gaze was drawn to the hologram as it (he?) proffered up some pertinent information and printouts for those who required it even as words were given.<br/><br/><strong>"While Officer Campbell did display some...reluctance, I do believe he will be present at the crime scene tomorrow evening, one hour after sunset.  I can also arrange the shift change to happen and to make certain there is a minimalist presence at the scene.  For all here, communication devices, as well as the latest Avenger's stealth technology will be crafted and available now I know who has been committed to the mission.  The technology prevents any modern means of recording.  Audio and visual records will be rendered ineffective.  Even legacy and antiquated technology will not work.  As to leadership potential, for when the team enters into a combat situation, Daredevil, followed by you, Ms. Parish are the ideal field team commanders."</strong><br/><br/>A moment of silence and then Alisa started to giggle while glancing around the room. She swallowed her thoughts completely but still that merry giggle rang out. It wasn't that the pair were visually impaired though she gave no fucks as to whether or not they took it that way. No, the giggle was drawn up and out by the idea that anyone could corral this herd of cats. No matter how awesome Blackout and Dare Devil were? They were gonna have their work cut out for them. Eventually, the giggling stopped and she released her reasons for the mirth.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Don't take my laughter as being at your expense. No, I was just giggling about the idea that anyone could get us all working together without a lot of hemming and hawing. Hell, I am used to goin' in alone. That is what I DO!"</span>She grew serious for a moment.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"That ain't to say I won't listen, you dig? BUT when it comes to infiltration and espionage? No one here can match me. No one. Cyclops and Jean made damned sure of that."</span><br/><br/>Daredevil asked the query that was on everyone's mind after he and Julie were appointed field commanders.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Does this mean we're done here, at least as soon as the printouts and the devices are finished?"</span><br/><br/>Gods, let Vision say yes!! Thankfully, he did.<br/><br/><strong>"The printouts of all intelligence, as well as the schematics in raised impressed three dimensional printed documents of the facility are currently available.  The devices will not be till tomorrow morning, so everyone who is, as Hawkeye would say, "in", will need to come by tomorrow before heading to the warehouse at the appointed time.  Until then, we are indeed finished here."</strong><br/><br/>Alisa clapped her hands briskly and grinned widely before speaking,<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Sweet. Ima get drunk and then get laid, in that order. See, y'all tomorrow."</span>With that, she faded from view and was gone.