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

Nono listened attentively as Gintoki provided an answer to her question, while the elevator rose at the same time. Not a clear cut 'yes' or 'no', but she would take it into account nonetheless. He seemed supportive, and that was a boost of confidence that would only drive her mood higher. She was smart, she'd managed in the Fraternity, and if it was learning how to use a sword so she wouldn't be a burden on Saber in a close range fight, then she could handle it.

"Alright" she agreed with a nod, rising on her toes in the process as she displayed her excitement. This was going to be interesting, though it would have to wait until after the briefing had concluded. 

Her attention turned back forward as the elevator came to a stop, doors sliding open to reveal a familiar figure, and Nono shifted to accommodate Saber as the King of Knights entered the elevator. "Wow Onee-sama, that was really fast," she said, more as a note than a compliment, though she certainly meant it to be both. At the same time, the elevator would get moving, and she kept silent as they headed for the briefing. For the moment, anyway. 

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

With everyone out of the way and a response surely coming, Cinder set to work on her primary mission. Collapsible metal stakes were produced, placed around the throne as she prepared to teleport it away to the Shadow Eternity base. It was a more reliable method, developed from old technology that was not as valuable as some of the other things that civilization had, and it had certainly proved it's use in cases such as this.

The arrival of the new group was met with annoyance on her part as she straightened up, glancing over at the group. "You're a bit late," she commented with more than a bit of dry sarcasm as she gestured about at the currently burning fires. That should have been an obvious sign that they wouldn't find anyone worth shooting.

As she turned back to what she had been doing, a thought caught in her mind. Why were they here? Did the Leader really trust her so little that she would send backup before any request for assistance, or before any fighting had actually begun? No, that wasn't how she operated. Something was up, and her guard rose in return. 

Because of that, the attack aimed her way bought a quick response as she dodged out of the way. Coming up from her roll, a hand waved over her dress, opening Dust pockets and leaving them to hang in the air. The free Dust formed into crystals, and a push of her palm sent them flying at back at the Snakeman who had shot at her. A hit would be good for her, since it wasn't as if Dust was a normal material, and she was confident in her chances.

That manifested itself as a smirk, eyes flaring orange as she eyed her attackers. "You've made a big mistake," she told them, as more Dust was liberated and crafted to form dual black blades, her standard weapons. If they thought they could beat her, they would be in for a rude surprise. 

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

Misaka walked about the power armor after Marisa had been suited up in it, goggles fixed in place to examine everything she could and to take in all relevant data. It was certainly interesting, and she could see several developments that Academy City could derive from this design. Not everything, of course, but that was to be expected with how things currently were.

She watched calmly as Kakine wen about altering the metal making up the suit so that Marisa could move in it as it was, before she provided her input. "'This would be more efficient,' Misaka noted as she fiddles with the device," Misaka said as she moved around to the back, activating a inset that she had noticed previously. 

The reaction would be noticeable as the visor lit up, providing a targeting reticle, other data input on the visor over Marisa's vision, and providing the motor support for the limbs that she had lacked before. It also activated the flight functions, though she would have to figure out how to extend the wings to do any flying on her own. 

Her attention returned to Kakine as he informed them that they had been discovered. "'Time to make our escape,' Misaka notes with a lack of fear or sympathy," Misaka said as she moved over, unpacking her own suit. Well, if they were going to get out then flying would be the best way. And she still wanted to est this for....scientific purposes. Honest.