Austin was a bit nervous about this situation, needless to say. He was eventually completely lost, so he followed behind Abi carefully and watched the signs, trying to interpret the symbols, but it was useless. Eventually they reached the bathroom. The girl should have gone when she had the chance, he thought to himself. He checked around a corner and looked at Abi. "So, where do you think the prisoners are kept?"

Natalie sized up the man in the cell as he did the same to her. Aside from the the fact that he apparently couldn't speak Arabic, the first thing that struck her was how demanding he was. Either he hadn't been here very long, or he was rather obstinate. Most likely both. That was good for him and all, but the last thing thing the girl needed right now was to spend precious minutes convincing him to trust her. Instead, she took the ID card and unlocked the door, opening it with a click.

"I'm getting out of here. Come or don't." She stated simply, then turned and walked away.

Natalie nearly chuckled at how badass that must have seemed, though she would look pretty stupid if he called her bluff and she had to go back to get him. That was unlikely, though, so she pushed the thought aside. She returned to the guards she had knocked unconscious and began to strip them down. Without any salt left with which to defend herself, she would need to rely on stealth to get the prince to safety. As she donned the uniform, Natalie wondered what the others were up to. Rescuing their mark was only part of the mission, after all, the other being to neutralize any super humans they came into contact with. Perhaps that's what they were doing right now, though she certainly hoped not. She'd had quite enough action for the time being.

While trapped in thought for the time being waiting for SOMETHING to happen, Ritcher thought of something that hadn't been explained previously so he got up and walked over to where Abi and the others were. "So, what do we do once Natalie has the prince? I doubt they're gonna just let us slide out of here with their hostage." He whispered to her.

"The holding cells were just a bit beyond where we left Saline" she replied slightly under her breath while glancing quickly at either end of the hall; their gathering around the bathroom would probably start to look conspicuous if someone walked by them, "Hopefully, once Saline has the prince we'll be able to sneak him back out of here, and signal for Olympus to pick us up," she paused slightly "that is, if we remain undiscovered long enough"

As if on cue, sirens began to blare loudly signalling for them to move.



"s***!" cursed the Saudi prince as the sirens began to blare. Not entirely sure who the woman was, he was more than eager to leave his prison behind. In his eagerness however, he had forgotten that he had been tagged with an electronic monitor anklet. "I forgot about this," he said while pointing to the device around his ankle. "Who are you anyways? Did my father send you? CIA? How are you going to get us out of here?"

Bertók perked up as he heard the alarm sound and calmly placed his sheet of paper back in the backboard of the mirror. He exited the empty room and returned to the main hallway just as the others seem to arrive from where ever they wandered off to. He assumed they were in the clear and waited for Abigail's say on what they needed to do next.

"No, shut up. There'll be time for questions after your royal a** is rescued." Natalie snapped, incredulous that this moron thought now was a good time for a Q&A session. Right now, she needed to think. By this point, she had already finished putting on the soldier's uniform, not that it did her any good. Their main problem was that the elevator was the only way to get out of the cell block, and if they took it, there would likely be guards waiting to apprehend them. Without any salt, Natalie would be unable to deal with them by force. However, it was a bit too late to worry about that. The girl quickly boarded the elevator, beckoning the prince to follow, and sent it up to the ground floor. Once it was on its way, she lightly touched the device at her ear.

"This is Saline reporting in, over. In case you couldn't tell by all the alarms and crap, I found the prince. We're coming up on the elevator, so I would appreciate it if you guys could make sure the exit is clear by the time we get there. Copy, roger dodger, over and out or whatever."

"We'll do our best, Saline" replied Abi after receiving the message. While the alarms may have been screaming around them, Abi felt a bit relieved that they had found the prince. Now that they had acquired their target, they needed to find their way out of the military base. Unfortunately for them, they were underground, five floors underground in fact, which meant they would have to fight their way up through the levels of the base until they made it to open air. Thankfully, aside from Saline who was now on the run with the prince, they were all together, making the coordination of their efforts a whole lot easier.

"Hurry up in there Shenanigan, we've gotta move" called out Abigail from outside the restroom. She then turned to the others who looked to her for their next move. She found it odd, how she had somehow become their impromptu leader, nonetheless it was good that they had direction for a change.

"Alright," she began, "We're still undercover, more or less, while we're wearing these uniforms.This should allow us the element of surprise. Mind Buster, you come with me to go back for Saline. Your force fields will be needed to ensure the prince's safety at all times. Richter and Apiceus, you two go up to the first floor. You need to make sure that our escape route remains open. Miroirs, you and Shenanigan go up to the third floor and cause a bit of a distraction. Anyone you lead away from our general vicinity as we go up will definitely make getting the prince to safety. Alright? We don't have much time, so let's move out!"



Much to Saline's chagrin, the elevator did not move when she pressed the button to go up to the main floor, the siren continuously blaring overhead even in the elevator. It seems that the security had shut down power to the elevator, well aware that any escapees would attempt to use it as an escape route.

It was then that their communication line crackled to life: "Pantheon, this is Mercury coming in. As I'm sure you're aware, power to the main elevator has been cut. I'm currently hacking into their system as we speak to get it back on line as soon as possible. In the meantime, I have uploaded a map of the facility into your ICDs, there are two flights of stairs for every level, so you'll all be using stairs until I crack the code. Mercury out."

Abi sighed, already a wrench thrown into their plans.

"Ok, MB, let's go meet up with Saline and the prince" and with that said they ran in the direction of where the cells were.

"s***." Natalie cursed under her breath as the elevator staunchly refused to move. It was a bad day.
"Change of plans. Looks like we're taking the stairs." She said, leading the prince out of the elevator. "Try not to fall behind." She said, then started up the stairway as quickly as she could without the use of her powers.
As the girl ran, her mind worked frantically to think of a course of action should she meet resistance on the way. Frankly, though, should she encounter any armed guards in this cramped stairwell, the odds weren't in her favor. Not without salt.

The young martial artist was locked in a duel with a stubborn zipper as she heard the complex’s security system kick into gear. “Great,” she thought, struggling to don her disguise a second time, “I’m going to miss all the fun.” As Tailin fumbled around in the restroom, Abi’s voice could be heard through the door, ordering her to get a move on. “Well screw this,” she cried in exasperation, desperate to rejoin her friends. With a quick flick of her finger, she sent the unfortunate zipper head hurtling directly into the metal sink, where it embedded itself with a sharp thwack. Having won this small victory, Tailin ditched the cumbersome army wear and exited the place. She emerged from the washroom in time to hear Abigail issuing orders to the team. Tailin was to be paired with Bertók, and the two of them were to create a distraction a few floors up in order to allow the others to escape with the prince.

“Sounds like my kind of plan,” she exclaimed enthusiastically. “Come on, mirror man. Let’s go cause some problems.”

Austin shrugged as Abi called out orders. It was a bit odd seeing his sister take charge like this, but at the same time it made him proud. "Let's get to it then," he began. "Before Saline gets killed." Having said that, he still couldn't read the signs, so he waited for Abi to lead the way.

As soon as Ritcher heard the alarms, he kept calm and listened up for orders. When orders were given, he tried to move as quickly to the nearest path up top as he could. Some of the guards going the opposite direction of him gave him some suspicious glares but he decided now was not the time to worry about appearances, if he got into a fight so be it.

OOC: Vroom vroom the other two can catch up with the next post.

Richter and Apiceus slipped by unawares, wearing the uniform of the mercenaries as well as the ongoing chaos of the base had aided in their lack of detection by the enemy. Now however, they faced the difficult part of their mission. The door they had used to enter the base was sealed shut and reinforced as the base was presently under attack. They were fortunate in that there appeared to be no one guarding the door, much to their surprise. Perhaps they had all gone to the lower levels? Regardless, they needed to find away to break out of the base.

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Likewise, Miroirs and Shenanigan reached the third floor without any resistance, however it was quite apparent that there was a lot more activity on this floor as mercenaries bustled about picking up weapons and ammo. One of the mercenaries, clearly a general or commander of some sort, looked over at Shenanigan and began to bark orders at her. Unfortunately for the two, neither of them understood the Arabic which he spoke. It was clear that he was very angry about something however.

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Fortunately for Saline, her quick thinking led her to the stairs before most of the mercenaries had mobilized. Thus, she made it to the fourth floor without any altercations, though her luck ended shortly thereafter.

She heard something go off, much like a firework, and a red orb landed in front of her. Without even thinking she backpedaled away from it, dragging the prince with her. A resounding "BOOM" followed by a thick waft of smoke was enough to prove to Saline that her instinct had been correct. Footsteps echoed on the metal steps as someone approached, though there was nowhere to go except backwards.

A young man stepped out of the smoke. He was approximately the same age as her, scruffy blonde hair, and unnerving red eyes. He wore a jet black suit, mirroring that of the mercenaries, though his was stylized with a red explosion on his chest.

"I believe you took something that belongs to us" he stated calmly "I don't care if you're with the CIA, MI6, Interpol or any other agency. You don't know what you've gotten into" he said as his eyes began to glow vibrantly.

Suddenly one of the panels from the wall flew off from the wall, slamming against the young man and plastering him to the other wall. Looking down at the fifth floor, Saline could see Magnesia holding her hands up to where the man was currently held, as Mind Buster ran up the stairs.

"You guys go ahead!" exclaimed Magnesia. "MB will cover you as you make it to the pickup location! I'll deal with him and catch up afterwards!"

No sooner had she spoken, the sounds of footsteps from the upper levels could be heard as mercenaries began to swarm down to their level. The explosion had revealed which stairwell the intruders were in.

Ritcher saw the door and cursed slightly under his breath. He noticed Mike was with him so maybe they could bust down the door? "Api, should we just take down the door? Then one of us could guard it and the other could go find out and secure others." Hopefully the alleged supers that were holding the Prince didn't decide to come out and play now, while everyone was separated.

Bertók wasn't too pleased with being assigned to dealing with the manic Tailin again, but he quietly accepted it. Their goal was to distract the guards, which was easy enough for him, though he wasn't too sure of how the girl was going to be of help. Her abilities seemed to be of more use to killing than distracting. He quickly woke from his daydreaming as they reached the commotion on the third floor. He felt... conspicuous with his massive mirror by his side and prayed that everyone would be too busy to notice it. An apparently high ranking official began yelling at Tailin, which bothered Bertók because they couldn't respond. He pensively began wondering if he should shut the man up or not, and while he was weighing the option, he tilted his mirror to catch his reflection. Subtly notifying Tailin that he was prepared, he hoped she understood what he meant and didn't react the way he feared she would.

"You heard her!" Austin shouted as he created a barrier to seal the mercenaries in the stairwell. "We'll find a different way up and signal for evac once we've reached the roof!"