<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>9:00 PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Secret Sanctuary—> Beatriz da Costa’s living room<br/><strong>CONTENT: </strong>Meeting Fire, getting the necessary information<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>All Mission 2 Members<br/><hr/>Despite her general attitude towards Batman, her attire, style, and look was extremely reminiscent of him. After the briefing a few days prior, the group placed together to go to Brazil was ready. Helena’s booted heels clicked down the hallway towards the room that contained the teleporter, her cape billowing a bit behind her creamy, olive toned shoulders, her mask in her palms as she looked down at it. The woman’s heart was thundering, self-doubt plaguing her insides as she began to question what she was doing.....why she was here. The empty eyeholes in the mask stared blankly back at her, certainly not giving her the answer she sought.<br/><br/>Perhaps it was because this was the first, real, Leaguer mission, or maybe her own self-conscious questioned her abilities when compared to one of the many supers accompanying her. Whatever it was, the moment Helena stepped in the room, she took a deep breath and lifted the mask to her high cheekbones, finally covering the upper portion of her face. The dark aubergine surrounded her pupils, bringing it out in her own irises and making them incredibly violet to behold. She turned towards the others and nodded firmly. “I’m ready.”<br/><br/>The whirling of the energizes teleported them to land in the welcoming tank which just so happened to be in their hostess’ home. Stepping forward once fully materialized, Helena nodded towards Beatriz in greeting as she introduced herself as Fire before pointing towards the mountain in the distance that was their target. Glancing back at the team, she noticed the obvious visual appreciation by the men towards Fire, and landing her glittering eyes upon Brion, Helena felt the very unwelcome twinge of jealousy. Walking over to him, she smacked the back of his head in mild reprimand to jolt him out of his stare.<br/><br/><em>“Hey.”</em>She snapped at him. Pointing her fingers at his eyes, she made a sharp gesture upwards. “Keep your eyes up, we got a job to do.”<br/><br/>Helena then walked over towards the north facing window and stared through the glass at their impending destination. It was nighttime, and the city was ablaze with the pinks and greens of restaurant and nightclub lights. There was distant Bachata music blasting far beneath them somewhere, as well as the streets packed with those who celebrated the end of their weekend. The cover of darkness would prove their ally to enter, but they needed to figure out how, of course.<br/><br/>“Zod.” She called the massive Kryptonian by name but maintained her gaze forward on the mountain that hid the hidden facility. “Can you see anything from here?” She didn’t know it was made of something that could obscure his X-Ray vision, not yet anyway. “There’s got to be a way in...”