<div align="center">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b2/LogoVixen.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.ome.lt/SI9FwZcsIV1BbdcflrtY3K84yvQ=/1070x750/smart/filer_public/a4/06/a4063632-f7a3-485e-8c0e-33d4a8b7e7e6/jla-vixen2.jpg)</div><strong>WEARING:</strong>Traditional Vixen Gold (https://cdn131.picsart.com/273288434028211.png?r1024x1024)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Tuesday, August 25<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>3:30AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Cadmus Underground Computer Lab<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>It’s time to leave.<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Everyone in Mission 1<strong>Specifically:</strong>Stargirl, Supergirl, Project 13<br/><hr/>The man before her stumbled as if his body had turned into jelly, his muscles, legs, and equilibrium seemingly dependent on the little thing she tossed to Kara to destroy. It caused a sense of warm pride to fill her weary lungs to have been brought here, to have fought here, and to have found their goal to bring to its proper place. Mari inhaled boldly through her nostrils right as Supergirl crushed the tiny pill in her palm, only to push out a plume of toxins for both her and Project 13. It furthered their hypothesis that the man was Kryptonian in -some- way, for why would they impact a bomb of Superman’s known greatest weakness right upon his skull? Courtney came to the rescue with a pouring of golden sunlight as Robin and Aqualad absolutely destroyed the remaining enemies in the hallway.<br/><br/>Animalistic screeches, screams, cries, and explosions erupted from all around them at the exits as the two men worked together to cut off the reinforcements. Mari glanced around at the remaining ones in the room, her chest tightening in agony at Lightning’s departure and abandonment of them. Breath came with difficultly as rage built up, and she swore there would be a harrowing collision of heads and words if they returned to base and she found her friend idly sitting in their room pouting like a child.<br/><br/>Vixen clicked her communicator to reach all individuals in the Mission:<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"> “Hope you got what you came for Robin. You and Aqualad get out of there safely and we will meet you back at the ship.” </span>She clicked off before turning to Kara and Courtney. “You ladies ready to fly?” At their confirmation she ended with her eyes upon Project 13.<br/><br/>He was still kneeling, looking dejected. She understood the feeling to an extent. Ever since he was crafted and created, he had one singular goal, one purpose, and they had literally ripped it away from him, revealing in one swoop the overwhelming expanse of what was known as “choice”. When he looked up at her, Mari was a touch taken back by the crystal colors of his eyes, the contrast to his skin making them appear exceptionally bright. He was incredibly handsome, an unexpected realization, but it was his eyes that she kept coming back to. They were familiar—<em>too</em>familiar. Vixen shook the troubling speculation away and reached a hand out to him to lift him to his feet.<br/><br/>“You don’t belong here.” She stated firmly with the backdrop of battle still reaching their ears. “Come with us. We are leaving. Now.”<br/><br/>And with that she left him with his own decision, turning towards the exit back down to the elevator. Once they had<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b1/07/1a/b1071a48614e2f6a1146eb9e0a0bfa24.gif)</div>reached the main floor, Vixen leapt from the window onto the streets of DC below.<br/><br/><em>Falco Peregrinus (Falcon):</em>The aura of the bird she summoned swooped down from behind her, lifting her up into the air and flying her upwards to return to the rooftop where they had “parked” their aircraft. With a firm landing, Vixen stood on the entry platform and quickly moved towards the cockpit to sit in her Navigator seat. She programmed the coordinates back to Rhode Island, ready to leave the moment everyone was back on board.