<div align="center">(https://www.logospng.com/images/59/huntress-vol-3-dc-database-fandom-powered-by-wikia-59142.)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/foaGFeQ_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&amp;shape=thumb&amp;fidelity=medium)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong>Pictured<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Sunday, August 23<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>9:30PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Fire’s living room<br/><strong>CONTENT: </strong>Coming up with a plan<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>All Mission 2 Members<br/><hr/>Huntress looked up at the towering Zod to see if he truly viewed himself in such a way, or if he sought validation from his teammates....<br/><br/>...or if he really was just as surly as he sounded. No act. The man was odd. Anyway...<br/><br/>She nodded to him when they made eye contact before GeoForce recommended everyone split on either side of the room in their designated teams she had assigned. Helena let out an exhale tightly through her lips, worried she may have been stepping into a role too big for her. It was strange to work with a team, but oddly extremely rewarding. Seemed as though everyone was mentally and maturely on the same page with each other. It was a good group.<br/><br/><em><strong>“If it looks like you need a distraction Huntress and I can lead them away and regroup when the task is completed." </strong></em>Helena liked that idea; she was damn good at causing a distraction.<em><strong>"The only other thing I can think of is do we try and find the ranking member of the facility and take them into custody or just escape with the evidence we have?"</strong></em><br/><br/>“I’d say we can certainly try. If the opportunity presents itself to taking someone in we should do it. Otherwise the main drive is to end this little operation mechanically.” Icon brought up the point about communications, to which Static responded about hitting every facility, but she didn’t like the risk he was taking. “You know your limits best; you tell us what you need and we will get it for you. All of us can also communicate with each other, coordinate our actions to match up perfectly to make this a success.<br/><br/><strong>GeoForce:</strong>Can you use your powers to shift the organic base of the mountain so we can somehow enter underground? I know it’s shielded, but against X-ray vision, do you think it can stand against, oh I don’t know....<em>the power of lava?</em><br/><br/><strong>Icon:</strong>If there is a snowball’s chance in hell that you can keep them from sending an S.O.S from the docks when you guys enter that would be amazing. The facility will expect radio silence from their distributors on board. If they hear nothing, than they will continue to think all is calm.<br/><br/><strong>Firestorm:</strong>You already know what to do. If you think keeping a small case of the serum is wise to bring back to base, fine, but if it’s unstable and needs to be wiped off the face of the earth, do it. Turn them all into little mini cupcakes, or something equally as awesome. Oh, and thanks for my bolts, by the way. That’s, uh.....that’s pretty fucking rad.<br/><br/><strong>Zod: </strong>Once inside and we hear from Firestorm that they have the product effectively destroyed, you can take Static to where he needs to go to get whatever evidence we need from the computers before uploading his virus. Hopefully we won’t trip any alarms, but if we do, GeoForce and I will take the brunt of the attack and lead them away from you guys.<br/><br/><strong>Static:</strong>I don’t know the full range of your abilities, but is there is any way you can disrupt the communications<em>just long enough </em>until at least you have the information we need? After that it doesn’t matter -who- they call because we have the evidence already. Send all their men after us then, we will handle them while you do what you do best by uploading the virus and destroying the mainframe.”<br/><br/>She completely ignored Fire, the woman actually irritating her that she would rather read “69 Ways to Please Your Man” and bitch about a jilted date than aiding them in an international crisis. Huntress rolled her eyes at how “infamous” she said she was, and almost quipped how it was her own damn fault for picking such a stupid hair color, but Helena managed to hold her tongue effectively enough. She moved on.<br/><br/>“<strong>Rocket:</strong>Find the weakest little punk you can and wring out why they are trying to flood the streets with the serum. Are they trying to create an army of metas? Wanting to smoke someone out? It doesn’t make sense....so break his little bones if you have to.”<br/><br/>Huntress took a step back from the group to prevent any interference at such close range, and reached up to her earpiece to click her voice through everyone’s ears (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=310088.msg15062433#msg15062433) to test and make sure their own private communication channel was up and working. Once it was proven right, she nodded and looked at everyone. “Are we missing anything? Need to change anything?”