The guards had ducked in to cover, more content to wait for someone else to tackle the problem, now that it had been shown their criminal had some teeth. Tess fired a few more shots for good measure when she received a tap on the shoulder. "Yeah yeah, I know." It was hard to ignore, with both of them barking that into her ear. "Go ahead a-" It was useless, the girl had already bounded out the window and into the transport. Tess stifled a growl as she sped after her.
She had just jumped up on the car when she noticed a blur in the corner of her vision. Her training kicked in, and she jumped onto the ramp as the car was knocked out from under her. The overcoat fell to the floor with a clang. Adrenaline still pumping, she yanked the Mist from the folds of the coat, and ran to the ramp. Roaring obscenities, she unleashed fire upon the aggressive van, even as the ramp closed.
He did a double take at the new face, who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere and was now currently in his cargo hold yelling to...him? He considered asking where her parents were, but she seemed to think she was in the right place. And I've got more important things to do right now. He glanced at the currently enraged and bullet spewing Tesla. She must have an explanation for this new face, one of Ames' plot twists maybe. He swiveled around in his seat, thumbing the ramp controls. At the same time, he took the controls, swiveling the craft around and pushing the engines to full. The craft shivered and whined as it blasted away from the street, into the air.
Safely away, he turned back around and paused for a second, raising a finger. No more gunfire...aaaand. No more cursing. Tess stalked down the pathway, pushing past Taleste, and entering the cockpit with a scowl on her face, it turned to a lopsided smile. "Well hey Marcus." He mock scowled at her. "Don't "Hey Marcus" me, you walk on my ship, leave shell casings everywhere, not even a kiss on the cheek, and you're taking in strays? Manners Tess."
The expected wallop followed, right to the shoulder, then the unexpected kiss. All still with a scowl on her face. Marcus smiled, then directed his glance to Taleste. "So, Ames idea?" Tesla glanced at her feet, abashed. "Not exactly..." Marcus whistled, turning and motioned to Taleste to come into the cockpit. "Hes not going to like this. You're explaining this to him first, and then me, cause this has to be good."
Tess grumbled, but agreed, "I know, I'll tell him." She stalked back into the hallway, staring at Taleste as she passed. She keyed the comms. "Hey Ames, we've got a bit of a snag..."