Agamon said:
Anika scowls at Ryan. "I know, helping yourself is what you do best," she snaps back. "James is out of immediate danger and we will be, too, if Bishop 'disappears'." She looks back to see if the smoke is still concealing them and then turns to Bishop. "He's helped us more than once, I'm just trying to return the favor."
Bishop looks at the obscuring smoke, “Not my style, my dear young lady, the best victory I can hope to achieve is to survive despite their best if misguided efforts. Just don’t get yourselves killed in the process.”
He enters the portal.
Mark
“Is that your excuse?” Paragon replies incredulously. He pauses putting a hand to head, “Commander is Bishop down, if so capture him for transport…”
“WHAT! I did not authorize usage of that level of weaponry, where are these orders coming from! Commander, stand down immediately… damn it Mark, come with me, this whole mission has gone south,” with a pulse of energy he is gone flying back out of the hallway towards the commander.
Back with the Rest of the Teens
Commander Hughes replies to Karen, “I will remind you that your interference has cost us a vital military objective not to mention aiding and abetting an international criminal. You have given me no choice, stand down Legacy or lethal force will be used to neutralize you.”
Paragon appears in a gush of wind standing next to Commander Hughes, “Who gave you authorization to bring in Delta Class Weaponry?”
“That order is classified Paragon, now if you will excuse me, we need to focus on salvaging this disaster. Bishop is gone, most likely with the aid of your people, James is gone, and we have nothing to show for our efforts,” Commander Hughes replies with that same electronic voice.
“I am still in charge here,” Paragon replies coolly, “Commander.”
Cassie
There is more silence, the rhino-like elite seems perplexed, “Why they take long?” she directs her question towards Cassie, although it could be to just about anyone in the room.
One of the twins speaks up, still invisible, “Maybe they got scared, or they just trying to starve us out…”
Gilden
“Now Gilden, please understand at no time did I want any of this to happen. There is no single person we can blame for this, this is the reality of the vulnerabilities of our system. Communication is slow and inaccurate, with several networks still recovering from the worldwide attack, coupled with the last minute changes to the mission details, I can only make the best decisions off the information I am aware of,” Mrs. Obana replies.
“Careful Gilden,” Jun Min replies,
“we tread down a dangerous road, I am all for seeing just what this manipulative bitch has in her mind, but anything we discover will only damn us further. None of it could be used in any legal proceedings and for all intents and purposes we would be raping her mind… which is just as vile as the more physical version. I won’t cross the line, but you are more then welcome to, if you can stomach that thought.”
Jun Min says aloud, “I have compromised my morals enough, I don’t care who is or is not at fault. Because as far as I am concerned, the blame falls squarely on your shoulders for your actions.”
Mrs. Obana shakes her head, “Blaming each other won’t solve the matter at hand. We need to focus on the big picture, which is protecting the free world from a mad woman, and trying to restore faith in the UNJE and other elite based agencies.”