[b]Nono, Elevator, Yggdrasil[/b]

"Right," Nono agreed with a nod as Gintoki suggested waiting further up in the structure. She hardly needed to be told, since she had Saber's speed recorded down to the millisecond. It was unlikely that Saber would move that fast while she was holding food, but once she had dropped it off she could. Assuming she didn't just teleport anyway.

When the elevator arrived, she happily stepped inside, spinning about on her heels to face forwards as the doors slid closed and the elevator seamlessly shifted into motion. 

She was quiet for a few moments, before speaking up. "Hey, Gintoki, I've been wondering if I should learn to use a sword, so I can be more useful in situations like that fight we just had. What do you think?" She hardly needed to harp more on her close combat abilities, or lack thereof. 

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[b]Misaka 10,032, Client World Macross[/b]

Misaka walked over with Marisa, ignoring the Dark Matter beetle. They wouldn't have long, so better to not spend the time arguing. Certainly she was interested in what they might have here that they could determine at a glance. So better to figure it out now rather than later. 

The suitcase itself was fairly large, with parts and pieces folded together for maximum miniaturization. But once it was there though, it would be easy to put together. If someone like a pilot had to use it in a hurry, it would have to be. So, the locks were opened and Misaka was able to help Marisa don it, while she analyzed the components. 

The [url=http://www.macross2.net/m3/macrossf/exgear.htm]suit[/url] was certainly interesting. Powered limbs, wheels on the feet, an engine for thrust and wings for flight, a visor for protection of the head which happened to include a tactical display. There was definitely some interesting stuff here.

'"Analysis indicates that this model is capable of flight up to 500 kilometers per hour,' Misaka notes as she eagerly examines the 'EX-Gear'," Misaka said as she looked Marisa over. Hopefully the Witch wouldn't do anything crazy now that she was in it. Of course, it appeared that the suit would only assist her motion when powered up, and otherwise it was really heavy, though hardly impossible to move in. That would most likely limit any escapades on her part. For now, they just had to hope that no one noticed the trio testing out one of their suits. 

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[b]Cinder Fall, Client World [???][/b]

It was a slight problem, Cinder supposed, but she didn't really fit into the crowds in this place. It was her look, she supposed. At the same time though, she found herself looking on them with veiled disgust. There these people were, innocent, going about their lives. They didn't know the truth, had not had the curtain lifted to see the truth behind the world. They were all lambs for the harvest, and they were completely unaware of it. Disgusting. 

As she walked, she prepared. Red Dust was scattered in small amounts as she walked about, not enough to really be noticed. It would be useful for later. The vial would be empty by the time she arrived at the Throne that was on display. 

She stood across from it, taking a moment to examine it and try to figure out what it was, though there was nothing coming. It was connected to something, that much was obvious, but what exactly it was was a mystery. She'd go with the assumption that the Leader wanted someone to sit in it, perhaps the girl in the tube. It was the reasonable conclusion.

Well, time to get to work then. She stepped away, walking back towards the middle of the museum itself. She had no desire to hide from security cameras, when it was better for them to see the truth with their own eyes. In fact, she came to a stop and looked at one, smirking before she snapped her fingers

At the same moment, the Dust she had dropped would combust and burst into flames, lighting fires across the Museum at the same moment. She'd wait for the screaming and panic to begin, perhaps even the fire alarms, before heading back towards the Throne itself, as if this detour had been anything but a deception.

She didn't care about the alarms, and there was no one here to stop her as she arrived once more in front of the Throne, where she began to prepare for transporting the Throne. Time for a heist.