Still aboard the Helicarrier...

[hail_hydra]

There was a plan.

Five people on the team, to spread out, do a few sneaky things, then regroup and get the hell out of there.

Silver Sable had some security codes to input. She ran into Dreadnoughts.

Spider-Woman was supposed to spring Nick Fury. She sprung the indefatigable Super-Adaptoid.The Black Cat was just supposed to drop a few simple

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[lightpawed]

Their exit isn't going nearly so smoothly as Silver's. Walking through the Helicarrier with the most wanted man on their hit list doesn't make for a covert operation. Felicia punches another man in the nose, sending him to the deck, before glancing over to be sure Fury is still with her. Not that she doubts he can take care of himself but he might get eager and just leave her behind.

[agentof]

He's found a cigar somehow, and it's hanging out of his mouth, half-smoked already.

Strapped for war. Rifles slung over his shoulders, three pistols tucked in his belt, two more in his hands.

One shot somehow manages to drop two of the beekeepers behind him.

"Tell me you got Rhodes positioned where he's supposed ta be."

Yes, he's aware of the plan.

[lightpawed]

"I assume he is. The cameras seemed to be ignoring little dispute in the hallway before catching up with you," Felicia admits, as close as she can get to a yes answer. She kicks another man in the stomach. As he bends over clutching his stomach, she brings up her knee sharply to meet his face.

[agentof]

"Then let's move it. The sooner we regroup, the sooner we can really put the hurt on these yahoos."

Then, a grab of her arm as he reveals a hidden panel in the wall.

"Follow me. Don't lag behind."

[lightpawed]

She doesn't remember that on the schematics.

"Wouldn't dream of it," she mutters, ducking into the hidden passageway.