"So the hulk of junk and metal was the jet? Alright then. I'll get you a ride." Richardson said, picking his cell phone and starting to dial in something. "After all, I'm mainly here because of information anyway, information that I'm giving to you. Your groups B.O.O. is changed. I first thought the jet would do it, but it seems that we need you a secondary transport. As second in charge, you'll gather the group, get the ones who need medical attention to ambulance, and the rest in here. You ride should be here in... seven minutes." he said, giving John a card before turning around, walking back to his car.

"Oh, and Steampunk... write a report of this mission in next 24 hours, send it to the address on the card. Since you're in charge now, I hope for your sake that you manage to keep your cool at least within the group." he continued, before just walking back to his vehicle in breeze pace.

"Yeah... maybe wasn't too wise to-" Krait started, before hearing the part Richardson had half shouted from further distance to John... seemed like they had new guy in charge. Of course no-one else was asked. "Great... seems like we're just tossed from one pair of hands to another. I hope he at least has some other skills than superpowers." Krait said bit silent just between her and Roxy before standing up and walking towards John. "So, what's the deal?" Krait asked bluntly.

"They're getting us a ride that is supposed to be here in seven minutes. So if you guys can go get Nic, Leather Hide, and Shadowstep I'll grab Sparkplug and Runner. Deal?. He also mentioned that our base has changed. But he didn't say where." John replied. "And apparently I'm in charge now. Guess I can't say I didn't ask for it." John half muttered.

Roxy shrugged. She didn't care where they went. She had no idea where shadowstep was. Leather Hide could move himself. She wasn't capable of lifting Nix. Since she had nothing to offer Roxy didn't move. She had seven minutes to kill.

John walked over to Hikari who seemed to have been bandaged up. "They're gonna have a car here in seven minutes. They'll pick us up by Roxy," he said as he walked towards Sparkplug. "Hey!" He shouted trying to wave her down.

Hikari barely acknowledged John. Seven minutes would be fine. Besides, it was a fairly minor wound, she didn't know why she was fussing over it so much anyway. It'd probably be gone sooner than normal anyway. Hikari stopped leaning against the ambulance and walked over next to Roxy. She glared at him out of the corner of her eye, but didn't say anything. She'd learned to just shut up and do whatever the agent in charge said.

About half a block or so away from the group, Leather Hide, having transformed back into Jacque, picked through the wreckage of the jet for anything that could be useful in helping Nic, "Jeez, this really is a mess ain't it?" Jacque called back to the still comatose alien. Truth be told, Jacque was grateful that he'd been sent away with Nic, another second longer and he would have bitten Hellhound's head off. "Welp, this is fucked. I don't know what any of this junk does." Jacque grumbled as he kicked a piece of metal only to yelp in pain due to the fact that he still lacked a pair of shoes. With a heavy sigh, Jacque scooped up Nic, placed him on his shoulder, and began to trek back to the others, wincing as he stepped on a piece of rubble every so often.

Nics eyes moved rapidly under their lids, visions of fire raining from the sky and metal armies marching through the streets brought his two hearts to a ridiculous pace, in excess of over 150 bpm.

"Enturann's lost child will return " Said a voice like a knife over gravel, he knew the voice, he wasnt sure where or even when but he knew that voice, it brought back dark memories, memories of a sky that was blood red and a moon as black as night itself.

"GaAAAAAAAAAAAAH" Nic screamed, waking up slung over leather hides shoulder, his sudden surprise sent the suit into emergency overdrive, he landed one solid blow into his allies shoulder before the suits battery died and it switched over to feeding off of his passive radiation.

"Alright then..." Krait shrugged, looking at Roxy and then in the distance. "So where the-" she said, when interrupted by a distant shout from Nic. Flinchin, she turned her head only to see it was fairly false alarm. "Nevermind... now we just need to find Shadowstep... anyone saw him landing? I remember he dropped off but." she started, thinking out loud as she then looked into the distance of the street. The place was pretty much in a blockdown now that the authority had shown up, the camera flashes of paparazzi dodged out by a limousine, that was let pass into the scene.

"Are you kidding me? Is that our ride?" Krait said, not in a bad way though. She was expecting a bus of some sort, but she was always expecting the worst. It wouldn't be too bad go with that... hopefully the trip just wouldn't be too long.

John saw the limo pull up and looked at it in awe. Wow that was his ride? He had never even been within three feet of a limo. Wow. He walked towards it and looked at the rest of the team who were as shocked as him at the arrival of the limo.

Roxy ignored the limo. Someone was trying to butter them up. She wasn't going to fall for it. Money wasn't going to impress her. Roxy dusked of her pants as she stood to recover trench coat.

"GAH! FUCKING CHRIST!" Jacque shouted as Nic slugged him in the shoulder hard enough to wrench it out of its socket. Using his free hand Jacque ripped Nic from himself and flung him onto the ground a bit harder than he intended to, "What the shit is your problem man!?" he hissed as he cradled the injured shoulder. There was a brief moment in which Jacque considered prying Nic out of the armor and beating him into the dirt, but the last thing he needed was to go into lockdown for assaulting a teammate, for now a dirty look would have to suffice. The scowl on Jacque's face only deepened as he saw what would be passing as the teams ride up ahead, as well as the paparazzi, "This day just keeps getting better..." Jacque muttered through clenched teeth as he began to walk towards the group minus Nic. Jacque would be damned if he had to carry Nic again.

Hikari was mortified when the limo pulled up, right in front of the paparazzi. Hikari wasn't the type to just walk out into the spotlight voluntarily. She was more the type who sat back and watched. Besides, she hadn't signed up to be a super star or a super hero. She signed up to not be put in jail. Now she was going to have to deal with aliens, press, and possibly a crazy teammate that when transformed liked to eat people.

The team was roused again. Hart did not see how it happened as she was too busy dousing fires but when she turned around there was a large limo there. It also seemed that now Bic was awake. Walking lightly over to where her clothing had landed. There was a momentary splash and a flash of pale skin as she dashed behind a piece of rubble, dressing herself as quickly as possible. The fires now gone, she headed back toward the group. She regarded the limo. "Don't tell me... That's for us?" There was a hint of excitement in her voice as she slipped her gloves back on, offering a hand to the alien boy who was now on the ground. "I've never been in a limo..."

Krait walked up to the limo as it passed the police line and got inside the scene, placing her hand on the roof of the limo as the drivers window was opened. "I assume you're from delta?" the driver, rather neutral looking young fellow asked.

"Yes, we have seven men to get out".

"I know, this is the only thing left within the perimeter that can carry you all." the driver answered. His tone was rather tired... it probably hadn't been too long since he had woken up.

"Alright then." Krait said, opening the door and taking a quick look inside. It was a circle of leather couch, a nice soft mattress on the middle. It didn't feel that roomy, but as long as Leather hide wouldn't turn inside, they would fit in nicely. "Alright! Let's get in!" Krait then shouted, turning back at the group. "And if anyone has a clue where Shadowstep is..." she added. She didn't really know what to do in the situation, but it seemed the driver wasn't going to wait for them forever.

Roxy stepped over to the limo. She looks inside and then back at the group. She wasn't overly fond of tight space. once they all climbed in it was going to be tighter then she was really comfortable with. But it didn't look like they were going to get any choice. Roxy only hoped they didn't have to go far. "Maybe Shadowstep took off. I haven't seen him since we arrived. Looks like it's going to be a tight fit. "

Jacque had to admit he was rather surprised and pleased by the lack of attention the paparazzi gave him when he walked up to the limousine. Though, he supposed it made sense given that he'd reverted back into his human state. To them, he was probably just some random guy lacking a shirt and shoes, no one would've guessed upon first meeting him that he was actually Leather hide. As he climbed into the limousine however, a few of the paparazzi began questioning who he was, after all, the limousine was meant for members of Delta squad. Jacque ignored the questions and crammed himself into a far corner of the vehicle, his face once more scrunching into a mask of displeasure as he had to hunch over just to avoid hitting his head, "Oh joy, a tiny vehicle that screams look at me. Its like these guys listen to my requests and go, 'Hey, lets do the complete OPPOSITE of what Jacque asks!' Fuckers..." he grumbled, shooting a dirty glare to the people and flashing cameras outside of the limo. Needless to say, Jacque was not a happy man.

Nic rolled and landed on the ground in a position ready to pounce,the sensors weakly flashed at Leather hide, targeting him as a threat before Nic cancelled them, time passed for several seconds in slow motion for Nic, it felt like hours that he sat there rethink of his visions of destruction before Hart came over. Nic shook his head and looked up

"Dont tell me... Thats for us?"

He reached out and took her hand, placing his other on the ground and forcing the suit up, even at 25 percent power the suit was strong enough to lift its own weight easily, "It would be appearing so" Nic said shaking rubble off of the suit and removing his helmet and wincing at the sun, a deep crimson, almost maroon blood dripped from his nose but he was otherwise undamaged "I am in disrepair..." he said noticing the blood dripping from his nostril "We had better be getting to the teammates" He spoke, turning his piercing white gaze to Hart.

John got into the limo and took the seat next to Leather Hide. "Looks like this is our new ride," he said as he waved for the rest of the team to take their seats. He relaxed then, enjoying the break from chaos and the luxury of the leather seats

Taking a deep breath Roxy climbs into the car and slides over so there would be room for the others to get in. Why couldn't they have gotten them something she could atleast see out of. Feeling trapped and not liking it abit, Roxy closes her eyes and pictures herself on the beach. With miles and miles of nothing be sand and water.

Jacque sucked in a sharp breath as two more of the team joined him in the vehicle. As the limo had moved a bit with the added weight Jacque had the misfortune of bumping his dislocated shoulder against the interior. Jacque stifled a string of profanity through clenched teeth and looked down at the injured limb, 'Oh yea this shit needs to stop. Like, now.'. Jacque let out yet another heavy sigh, at this point losing count of how many times he'd preformed the action within the last 24 hours, "So...if i'm going to be trapped in this thing with you people for god knows how long, would one of you be so kind as to fix my shoulder? I figure at least one of you knows how to do it." .