Jessie watched for only a few moments and was dead sure the adults around her were certifiable; like she had any leeway in the thought, none.
She exploded out of the pool dragging a six foot column into the air that hadn't crashed down causing a micro tsunami before she flipped around the building to halt before her windows which flip open in prompt service to her bidding. Flying towards the young meta comes her flight suit almost glowing it's so bright a pink.
It's almost like seeing Jess attacked by her protective suit as the special designed garment engulfs her from toes to throat in less than 4 seconds then as her boots slide on she taps her comm.
"This is Drifter Comms On" says Jessica in her business tone as she rapidly ascends to 1,000 meters pulling a pair of standard binoculars from a hip pouch.
She had borrowed a set from one of the security types after realizing last mission she lacked certain basic tools.
"Drifter this is Dancer Comms On proceed too Pacific Heights stand by for dossier " says Sgt Dorchester causing Jess to smile
Tucking the binoculars back into their hip pouch Jess clicks her comm
"Dancer confirmed, proceeding to Pacific Heights" she says laughing softly
"Drifter this is a no contact mission, observe and report, packet sent" says the Sargent that she had her third crush on but was now moved on
Thinking absurdly helped her approach mundane tasks with a positive emotional center she did have a brief crush but third or ninth she had no idea and that was that day.
She flips open a gauntlet that holds an over sized phone and sees pictures of both man and vehicle. Kain Dressel Heterochromia 19 male..
....
She looks at his picture briefly interested in his Heterochromatic eyes wondering if his was due to mutation, inbreeding or maybe even a little of both.