Post by dianne on Mar 20, 2017 14:42:27 GMT
The jet was rather smooth, too smooth in fact, especially for something she'd actually witnessed being built in the lab. For some reason, she'd expected it to be a jerkier ride, if she ever mentioned her reservations to Raun, the designer of the vehicle, he'd probably flip out, in the friendliest of manner and defensively say "What were you expecting, I'm an engineer, ffs," She grinned as the situation played in her head, Raun was an interesting guy, not that she could voice that here either, with his apparent arch-enemy sitting opposite her... For the most part, the rivalry between Z and Raun was rather amusing, a source of entertainment at the least.
A mechanical voice informed them that they were approaching LA. Even from that height, her window framed the stained land underneath them. She shook her head, it was unfortunate that they couldn't truly reverse the damage that was done here, because they couldn't bring back those that were lost, but at least they'd reinvent the area... as a symbol of hope. Buying off the destroyed land had been rather easy with her family's connections in real estate. Even though it came for cheap, her uncles were most distraught over her basically investing in a pile of ashes, little did they know what the company she now worked with, had in mind for it.
The girl went about gathering their supplies. Reluctantly, she holstered something that was apparently like a stun gun. It was decided that they needed to be able to defend themselves if someone came for them. Dianne had never shot anything before, but doing good came with its share of sacrifices. The mechs were ready, hoisting the machinery that would be required to reset the area. Chronos had already come so far... She hoped this would go smoothly.
Everyone had picked their own missions with the new tech that was designed, and each decided to go with someone who'd help them keep their head clear. It was natural for her to assume responsibility for her once hot-headed best friend. Him accompanying his girlfriend or sister would leave him distracted and probably extra vulnerable, although she was sure, if situation demanded, he'd defend her the same way he would the other two. She smiled, almost in a lamenting manner, Z had grown so much...
As the hover jet landed gently, she looked at her partner, mostly for assurance. "Ready?" Equipped with radiation sinks, and home-building devices, and of course, the mechs that would make the process far more efficient...