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"Taking over? Shock therapy?" Jack shook his head, as if arguing with himself, then nodded at Erran. "No, you're right." He let Cat down onto the floor gently, confident that she would be alright for the moment, and stood up. "I'm glad for the backup, all of you. This is the short of it: she's both unstable, her powers and her mind, but she's not stupid and she's definitely dangerous. She planned for this, for us to come here." Jack didn't explain the why, at least not now, and hoped everyone could appreciate it - they didn't have time. "There could be traps, ambushes, and she is steps ahead of us already. But we're going to beat her at her own game." He gestured for everyone to gather around, to squat in the cover between some of the scattered tables and benches, discared shopping, and unfortunately...a few people that really were dead. "Little Blue, you're Intel - I want you in a secure location with a copy of the blueprints of this place ASAP. [C]

Stay on the comms and send us where we need to go. Nightingale, you're with him, and if you guys can get close enough for a sneak attack go for it, but do not take her head on. Fenrir, you and Winter are to begin a search pattern in the meantime. Use the north hallway I think to head towards the administration offices." He turned to Emily, and one didn't have to be a mind reader to see how close to freaking out she was. Time to snap things for everyone, make sure they understood how important it was to keep going and to keep following orders. If only he knew if they were the right ones. Well, this had started out well. Five minutes in and one team mate down for the count right now. "Move it people!" he took his old squad leader's tone out for size, to get them running as he covered Cat for the moment. [C]

Already he was searching the beltpouch he wore for the small medkits, getting her some painkillers in a little syringe as well as a bandage for the back of her skull, wipes to clean up any blood, and laid out the things on a plastic sheet. "And keep an eye on each other!"

**Rogue AP** She was dumb, no, and had already teleported out of the office she'd used to access the intercoms. Now she was enjoying herself, lounging in an empty bathtub in a luxury department store and waiting, clear across the building from them. There was a glass of champagne in her hand, plastic but she toyed with it anyway. Her nails had grown very long indeed, the rims around them raw and dripping blood. With a grimace she fired them off into a mirror, shattering it into little crystal shards...
**Part 2 of the Mission** Alright guys, we have three teams we can operate with here, to keep things moving along! Yes indeed the mall is rigged with traps and the AP will ambush you and have ways planned to distract or delay you to get away. What kind of traps? That's up to each team to write themselves, and how they overcome (or fail to) defeat them. The ambushes I'll provide, but it's hard to guess when a teleporter with gun fingers will appear! Post as each individual teams instead of waiting for everyone altogether, and we'll meet together at the climax this weekend.