01-31-2016, 10:29 PM
When Blink's green eyes fluttered open to the world, she felt like she was floating on clouds. She turned her head to the side to look at the mattress she was laying on, reminding herself that she had fallen asleep the night before. The night before. This was the first time she could say she had slept through an entire night. Her slender torso stretched out as she strained her muscles, letting out a groan as she worked out the kinks in her body from laying down for so long. When fighting in Dante's Abyss, she had slept in uncomfortably short bursts on the dirty ground. But this time, she had a nice, long slumber on a mattress that felt heavenly.
When she sat up, her brain began to process her situation. The daylight was streaming through the window, so that told her it was at least the morning. The day before, she had agreed to stay on temporarily with a rebel group known as the Coruscant Freedom Fighters. Today was going to determine if that move was the right thing to do. They needed her 'expertise' - or rather, her teleporting powers - to help them steal something that would assist in their goals. She didn't have a dog in the fight, but she had been struggling to find her place, so she agreed to stay.
She was sitting in a small bedroom. It almost felt like more like a big closet and someone just threw a mattress inside it. It hardly mattered to her, considering how awesome the sleep had been. There was a knock at the door. Blink looked up as it opened without waiting for word from her. The dark-skinned female from yesterday appeared on the other side of it. Tiana, she remembered. That had been her name. She also recalled not having a great first impression of this chick.
"Time to go to work," was all the woman said, followed by throwing a pile of clothes in her direction. Blink caught the fabrics, but the afro-sporting chick was gone before she could retort.
Blink frowned as she moved to get up. "Good morning to you too," she said to nobody, shrugging. She looked down at the clothes; it appeared to be some martial arts get-up, but it was at least the right colors that Blink liked (green and red). She moved to pull her current, wrinkled outfit off to change into the costume that was picked out for her.
It was going to be an interesting day.
"She's here," Tiana announced to the room. Blink stepped into what appeared to be a command center, watching as whatever conversation that was going on immediately ended.
"Glad you could join us." Vendetta was situated in the center of the room, looking at a rickety table that had some blueprints on it. It looked like some kind of 'war room' set-up. "We were just about to go over the mission."
Blink nodded as she stepped further into the room. She had a sneaky suspicion that she had been the topic of conversation until about five seconds ago. She looked around the area to get an idea for where she was. The building itself, as she had scoped out the night before, was a run-down house in the fifth tier of the city. It was large but she could tell it had been forgotten as far as maintenance went. Weeds crept up from the floor and cracks littered the walls. "Nice place you got here," she complimented sarcastically.
"It suits our purposes," Vendetta said with a smirk. She met his glance, raising her brow at his smile. "This is our meeting room. Let me run you through the crew." Blink followed his finger as it pointed around the room at the various inhabitants surrounding her. "You know Tiana and Rufus already." Tiana didn't react, but Rufus nodded his bald head at her out of respect. She returned it. "This is Psi, our tech guy."
"Nice to meet ya," the man said respectfully. He was an Asian man with spiked up black hair and a silver gadget attached to one of his ears. It looked like a communicator of some kind. He put his hand out to shake Blink's, and she accepted it.
"You too."
Vendetta continued to the other two people in the room. They were both light-skinned men, standing next to each other. They had short black hair, looking like both had been buzzed recently. "This is Tank and Turk. Brothers. They're the muscle around here."
"I can see that," Blink said, impressed. The two monsters were huge, even more stacked in the muscle department then Rufus. Both of them nodded at Blink, but neither said anything. She was fairly sure that with names like those, they had to be related somehow. But this wasn't the time to really meet and greet.
The tattoo'd Vendetta looked down at the blueprints on the table. "Alright, so here's the play." Everyone in the room moved around the table. He put his finger on a picture at the corner of the blue paper, which showed a small apple-sized sphere. "This is the Orb of Horace. It's an article that was brought to the Omniverse by a Prime in the beginning of days of the Verses. It's said to give the holder an enhancement of their powers. In the hand of a lowly secondary, it's useful. But held by someone with actual powers and abilities...it's dangerous."
"So why do you want it?" Blink asked. She kept her eyes on Vendetta, but she could feel gazes shift to her, as if to say, how dare you?
But Vendetta was expecting the question, and nodded. "Right now, The Freedom Fighters of Coruscant is sitting in this room. We have some supporters in the city, but no one willing to make a move. None of us are strong enough on our own to stand a chance against the sheer numbers that the Coruscant Government can throw our way. But with this orb...we can make a show of force. We can get people to stand behind us, and really give a voice to the people."
Blink nodded, and didn't give a follow up question. But in her head, she had a few. As in, how could she trust this group to use the orb to promote peace? What if they wanted to use it as an instrument of war?
"What's the security?" Rufus finally spoke up. Vendetta nodded in his direction, dragging his finger onto the blueprints of an elaborate building.
Vendetta looked up as his finger traced the exterior of of the drawings. "This is the Mystical Worlds Museum on Tier Two. It's designed to house magical artifacts from different worlds that don't have homes. Just about anything that doesn't belong in the Coruscant Library is here in the Museum. Primes over the last ten years have been summoning items from their home worlds and for whatever reason, have lost custody of them. The plan is to break in silently, and break out loudly."
"Just the way I like it," Tiana grinned.
Blink noted that the two muscleheads seemed to like that idea too. They were grinning and nodding at each other. Vendetta continued. "We're going to be doing at night, just before it closes. This is so we can draw maximum attention after we obtain the Orb. Psi is gonna explain how we're going to get the Orb itself."
Psi nodded and stepped forward. He put his own fingers down onto the paper. "It's pretty simple. We'll all be scattered around the museum floor. Tiana, Tank and Turk are going to put down some guards in the second floor, where the Orb of Horace is. Blink, you're gonna teleport me into the main security room where I'll work on getting the big issues down: laser wires, cameras, alarms. I'm only going to be able to put these down for shorts bursts, so we won't have a ton of time."
"How long, exactly?" Blink asked.
"Minutes. Maybe." He was honest, at least, but Blink didn't like his answer. "After you get me into the security room, this is when Tiana and the guys are going to start putting down the immediate threats. You're going to drop a portal from Vendetta's location, here..." he pointed to the entrance of the museum, "And one here." He directed his finger at the location where the Orb was supposed to be. "At my signal, Vendetta goes through, gets the orb, and we bust out. With the Orb, we shouldn't have any issues getting out."
Again, Blink had questions that she knew better to ask in public like this. But busting out publicly didn't sound like a peaceful idea to her. Especially when she could easily portal everybody out the building. Well, maybe not easily. Her powers weren't nearly as reliable in this world then they were back home.
"Any questions?" Vendetta asked. "Concerns?"
"Just one," Blink spoke up. "I have to scout the museum first."
"What, you don't trust us?" Tiana asked rudely. "How do we know you're not gonna just rat us out?"
"Relax," she responded. She put her hand up. "I can't teleport to a place I've never seen before. I have to go there and see it. The more I see, the better I'll be able to move around through portals." She glanced at Vendetta, as if looking for his approval. "Make sense?"
He nodded. "Yea. Take Rufus with you."
She smirked. Apparently she wasn't the only one with trust issues. "Alrighty." She looked at Rufus, who nodded, tilting his head to the side to direct her towards the exit of the room.
"Should be a fun bonding experience," she said playfully at him as she walked by him towards the door. She could feel the glare of Tiana behind her as she made her way to the door.
It was true that she need to 'scout' the museum in order to properly portal her way around it. But she also wanted to see for herself what the mission was like. She was taking a lot of this 'mission' on faith, and she wouldn't be able to forgive herself if some of her concerns came true. What if they planned to use this Orb for war? What if something went wrong and someone went down because of a planning error? She was too new here to start getting people killed, or herself in trouble.
She wasn't going to get these answers in a briefing room. She needed to see the city for herself.
When she sat up, her brain began to process her situation. The daylight was streaming through the window, so that told her it was at least the morning. The day before, she had agreed to stay on temporarily with a rebel group known as the Coruscant Freedom Fighters. Today was going to determine if that move was the right thing to do. They needed her 'expertise' - or rather, her teleporting powers - to help them steal something that would assist in their goals. She didn't have a dog in the fight, but she had been struggling to find her place, so she agreed to stay.
She was sitting in a small bedroom. It almost felt like more like a big closet and someone just threw a mattress inside it. It hardly mattered to her, considering how awesome the sleep had been. There was a knock at the door. Blink looked up as it opened without waiting for word from her. The dark-skinned female from yesterday appeared on the other side of it. Tiana, she remembered. That had been her name. She also recalled not having a great first impression of this chick.
"Time to go to work," was all the woman said, followed by throwing a pile of clothes in her direction. Blink caught the fabrics, but the afro-sporting chick was gone before she could retort.
Blink frowned as she moved to get up. "Good morning to you too," she said to nobody, shrugging. She looked down at the clothes; it appeared to be some martial arts get-up, but it was at least the right colors that Blink liked (green and red). She moved to pull her current, wrinkled outfit off to change into the costume that was picked out for her.
It was going to be an interesting day.
"She's here," Tiana announced to the room. Blink stepped into what appeared to be a command center, watching as whatever conversation that was going on immediately ended.
"Glad you could join us." Vendetta was situated in the center of the room, looking at a rickety table that had some blueprints on it. It looked like some kind of 'war room' set-up. "We were just about to go over the mission."
Blink nodded as she stepped further into the room. She had a sneaky suspicion that she had been the topic of conversation until about five seconds ago. She looked around the area to get an idea for where she was. The building itself, as she had scoped out the night before, was a run-down house in the fifth tier of the city. It was large but she could tell it had been forgotten as far as maintenance went. Weeds crept up from the floor and cracks littered the walls. "Nice place you got here," she complimented sarcastically.
"It suits our purposes," Vendetta said with a smirk. She met his glance, raising her brow at his smile. "This is our meeting room. Let me run you through the crew." Blink followed his finger as it pointed around the room at the various inhabitants surrounding her. "You know Tiana and Rufus already." Tiana didn't react, but Rufus nodded his bald head at her out of respect. She returned it. "This is Psi, our tech guy."
"Nice to meet ya," the man said respectfully. He was an Asian man with spiked up black hair and a silver gadget attached to one of his ears. It looked like a communicator of some kind. He put his hand out to shake Blink's, and she accepted it.
"You too."
Vendetta continued to the other two people in the room. They were both light-skinned men, standing next to each other. They had short black hair, looking like both had been buzzed recently. "This is Tank and Turk. Brothers. They're the muscle around here."
"I can see that," Blink said, impressed. The two monsters were huge, even more stacked in the muscle department then Rufus. Both of them nodded at Blink, but neither said anything. She was fairly sure that with names like those, they had to be related somehow. But this wasn't the time to really meet and greet.
The tattoo'd Vendetta looked down at the blueprints on the table. "Alright, so here's the play." Everyone in the room moved around the table. He put his finger on a picture at the corner of the blue paper, which showed a small apple-sized sphere. "This is the Orb of Horace. It's an article that was brought to the Omniverse by a Prime in the beginning of days of the Verses. It's said to give the holder an enhancement of their powers. In the hand of a lowly secondary, it's useful. But held by someone with actual powers and abilities...it's dangerous."
"So why do you want it?" Blink asked. She kept her eyes on Vendetta, but she could feel gazes shift to her, as if to say, how dare you?
But Vendetta was expecting the question, and nodded. "Right now, The Freedom Fighters of Coruscant is sitting in this room. We have some supporters in the city, but no one willing to make a move. None of us are strong enough on our own to stand a chance against the sheer numbers that the Coruscant Government can throw our way. But with this orb...we can make a show of force. We can get people to stand behind us, and really give a voice to the people."
Blink nodded, and didn't give a follow up question. But in her head, she had a few. As in, how could she trust this group to use the orb to promote peace? What if they wanted to use it as an instrument of war?
"What's the security?" Rufus finally spoke up. Vendetta nodded in his direction, dragging his finger onto the blueprints of an elaborate building.
Vendetta looked up as his finger traced the exterior of of the drawings. "This is the Mystical Worlds Museum on Tier Two. It's designed to house magical artifacts from different worlds that don't have homes. Just about anything that doesn't belong in the Coruscant Library is here in the Museum. Primes over the last ten years have been summoning items from their home worlds and for whatever reason, have lost custody of them. The plan is to break in silently, and break out loudly."
"Just the way I like it," Tiana grinned.
Blink noted that the two muscleheads seemed to like that idea too. They were grinning and nodding at each other. Vendetta continued. "We're going to be doing at night, just before it closes. This is so we can draw maximum attention after we obtain the Orb. Psi is gonna explain how we're going to get the Orb itself."
Psi nodded and stepped forward. He put his own fingers down onto the paper. "It's pretty simple. We'll all be scattered around the museum floor. Tiana, Tank and Turk are going to put down some guards in the second floor, where the Orb of Horace is. Blink, you're gonna teleport me into the main security room where I'll work on getting the big issues down: laser wires, cameras, alarms. I'm only going to be able to put these down for shorts bursts, so we won't have a ton of time."
"How long, exactly?" Blink asked.
"Minutes. Maybe." He was honest, at least, but Blink didn't like his answer. "After you get me into the security room, this is when Tiana and the guys are going to start putting down the immediate threats. You're going to drop a portal from Vendetta's location, here..." he pointed to the entrance of the museum, "And one here." He directed his finger at the location where the Orb was supposed to be. "At my signal, Vendetta goes through, gets the orb, and we bust out. With the Orb, we shouldn't have any issues getting out."
Again, Blink had questions that she knew better to ask in public like this. But busting out publicly didn't sound like a peaceful idea to her. Especially when she could easily portal everybody out the building. Well, maybe not easily. Her powers weren't nearly as reliable in this world then they were back home.
"Any questions?" Vendetta asked. "Concerns?"
"Just one," Blink spoke up. "I have to scout the museum first."
"What, you don't trust us?" Tiana asked rudely. "How do we know you're not gonna just rat us out?"
"Relax," she responded. She put her hand up. "I can't teleport to a place I've never seen before. I have to go there and see it. The more I see, the better I'll be able to move around through portals." She glanced at Vendetta, as if looking for his approval. "Make sense?"
He nodded. "Yea. Take Rufus with you."
She smirked. Apparently she wasn't the only one with trust issues. "Alrighty." She looked at Rufus, who nodded, tilting his head to the side to direct her towards the exit of the room.
"Should be a fun bonding experience," she said playfully at him as she walked by him towards the door. She could feel the glare of Tiana behind her as she made her way to the door.
It was true that she need to 'scout' the museum in order to properly portal her way around it. But she also wanted to see for herself what the mission was like. She was taking a lot of this 'mission' on faith, and she wouldn't be able to forgive herself if some of her concerns came true. What if they planned to use this Orb for war? What if something went wrong and someone went down because of a planning error? She was too new here to start getting people killed, or herself in trouble.
She wasn't going to get these answers in a briefing room. She needed to see the city for herself.
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