- Real Name
- Haleigh Davidoff King
- Missions
- 2,669
- Residence
- Hellfire New York
- Ability
- Earth Elemental; Technokinesis; Strength, Resilience, and Immunity due to the TO virus
"Right well... we're nearing the warehouse area... lets all close in together... keep tight formation... and be on your ready."
Haleigh raised her hands, an automatic rifle appearing in her grip. Her posture fell into a creeping stance, allowing her to move forward in a pose ready to fire and simultaneously shrinking her size to made herself harder to hit. She rounded the corner and fired immediately, anticipating the guards standing watch. the gun made next to near NO noise, a small 'flit-flit' 'flit-flit' as she doubletapped both guards and cleared the area. She moved forward, sweeping her gaze around to make sure no one else was there. She stopped by the sliding door and turned back to them.
"Well.... here we are... the point of no return. Shall we storm the Fort?"
She prompted, a polite way of making sure everyone was ready for what they were about to undertake.
Haleigh raised her hands, an automatic rifle appearing in her grip. Her posture fell into a creeping stance, allowing her to move forward in a pose ready to fire and simultaneously shrinking her size to made herself harder to hit. She rounded the corner and fired immediately, anticipating the guards standing watch. the gun made next to near NO noise, a small 'flit-flit' 'flit-flit' as she doubletapped both guards and cleared the area. She moved forward, sweeping her gaze around to make sure no one else was there. She stopped by the sliding door and turned back to them.
"Well.... here we are... the point of no return. Shall we storm the Fort?"
She prompted, a polite way of making sure everyone was ready for what they were about to undertake.