HEAVY IS THE HEAD: Genosha Mission

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WHO: Wolverine, Storm, and those who volunteered for the mission.
WHAT: It's time to meet the guy in the helmet and attempt to talk him out of starting WWIII
WHERE: The shores of Genosha, then onto Magneto's palace.
WHEN: Saturday Evening to Sunday Morning
WARNING(S): Could get violent.

It had been a long flight, with Storm's powers managing to create electric fields that jammed most tracking systems, but still had to park the Blackbird itself well away from the Genoshan coast, with a small jet boat being taken the rest of the way. It was a silent wonder as to how they had managed to get this close without alerting any of the local authorities, but Logan assured the team his man on the inside had them taken care of. They just had to put their faith in him. Which, putting faith in Wolverine was one thing, but in a total stranger? That was a bit more difficult to fathom...

Once the team arrived on a well protected cove, the boat was hidden under practical camouflage (as using Storm's powers to hide it in fog would just trip alarms. No-Girl, Martha, was left with the ship to shield it psychically if needed, and send a long range alert to Cerebro if something went wrong.

Wolverine took them up a steep, rocky hill, and to one of the walls of Genosha's government sanctums, the very one that house Magneto's steel palace, and they waited for their contact to arrive...

Comments

[martyrerkomplex]

Krista, oblivious to Kaede's other objective, gave her a curious look. The woman didn't mean much to her, personally -- did Kaede know her from somewhere, or something?

"Are you doing alright?" she asked, masking her curiosity under her usual feigned concern.

[long_live_the_queen]

Kaede settled back into something like her usual relaxed slouch, though she wasn't entirely relaxed for it. She did glance back over her shoulder at Krista, instead of speaking to somewhere ambiguously in front.

"I'm fine." If tense and already wanting to pace again.

"Are you?"

[martyrerkomplex]

Krista smiled, stepping forward to stand near Kaede -- not close enough to touch without her vectors, but close enough to sort of feel her there.

"Well, I won't say it's the best weekend getaway I could imagine, but... I'm alright, too."

[long_live_the_queen]

Kaede snorted, looking back to the front again. Her posture was a little more relaxed now, though. It was...nice, feeling a friendly presence nearby.

"And we didn't even need to pay for the plane ticket."

[martyrerkomplex]

She looked around at their desolate, rocky surroundings, then back at Kaede.

"I guess they do say you get what you pay for."

[long_live_the_queen]

"Hmph. I suppose so."

She stood, brushing a bit of dirt away from her coat, and stepped a bit closer to Krista. Kaede could almost reach the other girl's sleeve from here, if she reached a bit.