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In an incredibly risky move, Paradigm has opted to fake a seaborne assault on France while teleporting in a small team.
Eliott, Silas, and Fi have been selected to escort Aegis to one of the main control centers on the outskirts of France. By bringing the system down, allied forces hope to create a hole in which to gain a foothold in France and begin taking the war to the heart of the Empire.
The team is currently holed up in a large truck several miles away from the bunker, which is located in a wooded area.
Fiona is crouching down, absently drawing a circle on the ground as her bare feet clench off rhythm with her ever shifting eyes. Mumbling quietly to herself about everything around her.
Eliott's double-checking that her gear is in working order. She's only brought her gauntlets that she's had to fix up before, but she's since altered them so she can remove individual metal pieces from them to use as projectiles.
Silas has all his gear! Sticks in his back, Kevlar lined jacket, discs and grappling gun! He of course has his holo computer, which he's using to try and map out some different routes to the location to pick the best one.
"Remind me again why we brought the unstable one?"
For just an instant Fiona's eyes locked onto Silas' and she'd give him a sad, pitying smile before her eyes continued to dart aimlessly around the truck.
"Empire coastal defenses are controlled by the bunker 2.3 miles due west. Sabotaging this location will open up a large enough area for allied forces to begin landing in southern France."
Once she reached one Fiona would simply stand up and exit the truck, walking in the direction of the objective. Arms outstretched to either side and one foot carefully going in front of the other like she was walking across a tightrope.
"Uses as in futuresight." she mumbles, but seeing as she's going the right way, Eliott does indeed follow, glaring side to side like she's expecting to get jumped at any moment.
But that's mostly just paranoia and the fact she's a huge chicken.