[b]Ruiko Saten[/b]

Glancing back, Ruiko frowned as she kept on the move. The car had basically done nothing by all appearances, and those things were still coming up on her pretty quick. She did her best to keep ahead, but it was no easy feat, even while she looked for some sort of way to defeat these things. 

But then again, there was that mention of Mikoto. It was obvious as hell that the alien was trying to manipulate her, to push her towards greater effort or something like that. But for how obvious it was, it worked. A growl escaped as her face twisted in burning determination, mind raging. Of course Mikoto had handled it with no problem. She probably blew through it with excessive force and a casual disregard for anything else, like usual. Whatever she claimed, that sort of thing had never been a problem. 

She heard it, and she acted. Fine, they wanted some proof of how good she was, that she could match up to Mikoto? She could do that. So she put the earbuds back in, cranked up the volume, and let her mind expand to compensate. Kiyama had said that this might be dangerous, but she didn't care. It would be worth the risk. 

Her eyes widened as she felt the rush, and a grin broke out as she kicked into action. Running was augmented by wind boosted jumps, as she struck back. No longer did she need to touch objects, but simply be near them. In that way she could deflect hits somewhat by using compressed air jets to alter their trajectory and dodge at the same time. Meanwhile she let her attacks continued, gestures sending heavy and small objects hurtling at the Berserkers, pelting them with everything she could find that looked sharp. For now it would have to do, until she could find something better. 
 
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[b]Ba'al and Teal'c, Caracas, Venezuela[/b]

An eyebrow rose as Ba'al considered Biollante, intrigued by the fact that she would tempt the possibility of some sort of deal or diplomatic negotiations, before asking him questions instead. Of course Teal'c was mistrustful, but in the end it was up to Ba'al to decide how to handle things with her. So that was what he would do, with all the tact and diplomacy that he could muster.

"Not in particular," he replied calmly, grinning at the same time. "I have no particular interest in New York City, mostly because I required a strong force when traveling to a new universe. And because I have much...grander designs than the simple conquest of a single city. 

He didn't feel bad in saying it. It was the truth after all, and who was she to stop him and his plans?