Time is of the essence.

[kingtchalla]

There is a small window available to take advantage of Doom's despondency after his defeat. They've given Silver Sable as much time as they can allow to recuperate and recover her strength

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[silver_sable]

"I know the plan. I had it memorized shorlty after you told it to me the first time."

There is something about that that makes her feel as though she's seen as a willful child. It is not appreciated.

[kingtchalla]

"Very well. In five minutes, we will be teleporting you to the point outside of Castle Doom in Doomstadt. Your clothing should render you undetectable by the mechanical scanners, and my associate Jericho Drumm has placed a number of enchantments upon your being that should allow you to bypass Doom's mystical defenses."

[silver_sable]

Silver nods at that, rechecking her weapons. There aren't many she's bringing with her as most of them are useless where she's going. And more importantly they'd be detected.

"And I will turn off the central controls for the Doombots."

[kingtchalla]

"Yes. It will render them susceptible to short-term reprogramming. You must keep the signal off for a full minute. This will be extremely difficult - moreso than infiltrating and deactivating them initially. Taku will be in contact the entire time, to anticipate your needs."

[ofthewakandas]

Teleporting the hottest babe in the rebellion straight into Doom's lap seems like a waste... but it's not as though Silver Weasel Pelt doesn't have a bit of familiarity with that particular lap of steel. It is also silver. Maybe it's a fetish.

Everett K. Ross, OCP, is standing with a team of Wakandan technicians, staring at the machine they're going to use to send the Symkarian mercenary to Latveria.

This thing looks too much like Ripley's bed in Alien.

[silver_sable]

Silver walks up behind Mr. Ross and looks at the machine in silence as well for a few moments.

"Rather horrific looking, isn't it?"

[ofthewakandas]

"It looks like a crypt," is the response, as he tries to hide the fact that he nearly jumped ten feet in the air when she spoke.

"I'm creeped out. Anybody else?"

[ofthewakandas]

"There is no need, Ross. It is designed for comfort and expedience," comes the voice of the Wakandan technical officer.

[ofthewakandas]

The Wakandans know Sable's dossier well. Most of them don't give her toying with Ross much thought, although Queen Divine Justice is certainly standing there with a particularly incredulous look on her face that wants to become a laugh but doesn't quite know how.

The pod opens up, presenting a place for Silver to lie down.

[silver_sable]

Silver looks down at the pod in silence, studying it. After her study, she slides into the pod.

[ofthewakandas]

Once it closes, there's a new figure looming over her, features obscured by the tinted glass.

[silver_sable]

Pulling in a breath, Silver relaxes. There isn't anything she can't do anything at this point other than be prepared.