[h3][center][color=9000f9]Trinity Stratos[/color][/center][/h3]
"[color=9000f9]Tch. Nobody wants to come out and play? Fine.[/color]" Trinity huffed, shaking her head. She was getting tired, but she couldn't let that stop her [i]now[/i]. "[color=9000f9]I'll just have to knock [i]harder[/i].[/color]" She took her last orbital shield and broke it down, reforming it into another rocket. She made this one a little more volatile than the last one. She didn't even see it go off. Or maybe she did? There had been something, but she wasn't satisfied with the results. And that meant she had to increase her yield. She held the rocket in her hand and took a breath or two before focusing her power into it.

She was a little disappointed that no one came out to meet her. Then again, she wasn't sure how much of a fight she could put up. She'd probably have to find somewhere to hide and digest all that power she absorbed. With a supped-up rocket, she'd fit it to her blaster and take aim once again. Before she could fire, though, an announcement sounded from the arena. The games were over? Tsk. Trinity huffed and lowered her cannon, before deconstructing her armaments into three separate spheres, sized to fit in her palm. They spin around each other and float over her palm.

"[color=9000f9]C'mon, Nolan. Let's find the others and get to the arena. There's Penny... Damian and Joshua? Did you see them at all?[/color]"