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Post by Flameshadow on Apr 13, 2012 4:47:10 GMT 1
The woman was getting Suit up for mission they were suppose to be going on. They were those that that was was supposedly bio-terrorist out it the person was last known to he in the country of Africa. She brings her goggles over her face and started towards the Quinn Jet. She was partnered with the teams Bat-girl whom she really haven't seen all that much with and walked towards the Jet and took her spot.
She crossed her arms and just waited for her partner to come with her. This is going be her actually third mission with teammate but this is going be her first big one because they are about to stop something big going on on here it seem that someone is about to release some kind of virus of some sort and its their mission to stop this before it happened but they haven't found out the identity of this person yet.
( OK Maddie i will need slight help with this plot i haven't done something like this before we can share the story-making if that is ok )
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Post by Madeline Wayne on Jun 10, 2012 9:18:43 GMT 1
“Change of plans. We’re teleporting.”
Madeline Batgirl had no idea why she and her partner had been slated to take some jet as opposed to teleporting instead. Just taking a jet would increase the level of attention that they would draw from those in the target region and would, in essence, make it even more difficult to carry out this reconnaissance and engagement mission. Anything that would compromise the mission was completely unacceptable. Especially with all of the “failures” that she had experienced lately. The other problem? Well, Batgirl simply couldn’t comprehend why she wasn’t being sent in with someone with a little more notability for stealth and mission completion. Madeline Wayne had heard of the events that had happened in Gotham with the rouge known as Black Death, someone who she still had yet to face off with, and she hadn’t be particularly happy with the result. Perhaps she should have intervened; excused herself from the business dealings going on in Tokyo and done something somehow.
Shaking her head just a bit and relieving herself of the thoughts crossing her mind, the Mistress of Darkness motioned for her partner to come with her one way or another. The zeta beam technology had already been preset so that their departure could be almost immediate upon their arrival. She hated that she was leaving Gotham at such a crucial time, but there was no stopping the JLA with the mission rounds. To be honest, since the slight OMAC incident had come to a close, Batgirl hadn’t been as active as she should have been within the halls of the JLA and abroad. No. She wasn’t looking to redeem herself or anything like that, but one could say that she was interested in regaining a little confidence in the League itself and everything that they stood for. The issue with Octavius’ mishap and Vincent’s unveiling were still on her mind, though most people probably buried it a while ago. Basically, Batgirl AND Madeline Wayne needed to convince themselves that the deeds of the organization were legitimate and wouldn’t cause more issues.
The room housing the teleporter and other equipment was whirring and whizzing with sounds that one could only hear from such technology. And, of course, the structure and visuals of the room had something of a futuristic touch to them. It really was state-of-the-art. The displays had already shown the coordinates for the location that Batgirl was hoping she and Flameshadow could appear without much detection before moving forward with their mission in a stealthy manner. The problem with that would have been the Wakanda natives and their resident hero, but that was a worry for another moment in time. Perhaps if either one of them ended up facing such an issue. Motioning for Flameshadow to take a position in the middle of the room and wait for one of the other heroes to operate the teleporter, Batgirl took a moment to run over the course of action in her head again and mentally work out any flaws. True, she may not have been able to account for everything, but it was always worth a shot to try and get everything perfect, right?
“The comm-link will be open, but on a lower, local frequency so that the people running this biochemical operation won’t single us out as some sort of threat. If they hone in on our signal at all. Only use it if needed and be sure not to exit the five mile radius or we won’t be able to communicate. Also, try not to engage locals in any manner. If they attack. Immediately disable without much struggle or disappear so they can’t find you.”
Making sure that Flameshadow had gotten into place, Batgirl gave the operator a small nod and within an instant, the two were in the clutches of some humid jungle in the Wakandan nation. It was going to be a little hellish navigating the landscape, considering it was a whole lot different from that of Gotham City’s rooftops, but they’d have to get through it one way or the other. Turning to Flameshadow and pointing forward, almost giving a silent command, Batgirl started forward into a thicket of vines and bushes. Now. They had to focus on finding this biochemical operation.
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Post by Flameshadow on Jun 23, 2012 4:47:50 GMT 1
She stared towards Batgirl and nodded little bit as she brings up her comm.-link. She knew about stealth but knew that she had many problems lately that she regrets about has been happening. She thought taking the as she gets thorough the teleporter. She appeared in the middle of in the jungle "right we need to find those terrorist.” The woman had been on mission like this at home but she isn't going to talk about much it with her at moment what is happening right now is more important then anything. She then flipped up on the trees when she was got the signal and then stated to run. She watched for any suddenly movements of anything that happened to be near by she had yet to see anything out of the unusual yet. Jamie didn't want her to think more bad of her she was going to helpful in this mission because she had fail in saving Gotham once with Black death but she isn't going to have some Terrorist group kill people.
( we need a npc or something )
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Post by Bem T'Chui on Aug 15, 2012 20:05:03 GMT 1
The computer screen buzzed to life and the shadowy visage of the contact for the prince of Wakanda came through. "Mr. O, What has The Panther god's keen sight bestowed to you?" Bem asked.
"Greetings my prince. Truly the Panther god smiles upon thee this day. I just got wind of a cell of terrorist off the west bank near a Vibranuim cache. I doubt that they are aware of this, but it would behoove The Black Panther to check on them." Mr. Okonkwo smiled, flashing gleaming white teeth and added, "Your father would be proud of the warrior and man you have become." "Thank you," the young Nubian Prince replied, "Any other news on that end? Have you located my father?"
"I am exhausting all my resources in that search, it is a wonder I came across this when I did. I assure you, he is still out there. Surely the Panther god shall return him to Wakanda in due time. Now, be swift and may the Panther be with you."
Bem lowered his habit as he stepped out from his grotto. He called forth his inner Panther as he leaped from the ledge, feeling the air softly rippling through his light fur. The Panther led him utilizing his human side's knowledge and layout of Wakanda's vast territory. He entered a dense brush near the vibranium cache mentioned rustling leaves as he passed through low hanging branches. That was the only potential warning or "notice" that anyone would receive. The Panther would protect his turf and ensure the safety of his people.
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