Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8182065-20170509041231/@comment-8182065-20170621053524

With the tension in the room that arose from their new guest, Mason sensed everyone would be suspicious of her true intentions. He was curious though, as this was not the woman who aided them on the last mission. He had even noticed his own teammate was reaching for one of his pistols for protection.

Once Margrit spoke up, and introduced herself formally to everyone, Blaine sighed in relief. He recalled looking over some data about which companies funded Moon Stone's operations, and was glad her's wasn't on the registry. That meant they could trust her for not being a lap dog, but the assassin bit still scared him.

"No apologies necessary. I'm actually surprised one of you didn't lunge at me right away," the woman told them. "Well, waste of a clone..." The figure at the door then suddenly dropped downward, leaving no trace of a body, just her cloak on the floor. From the other side of the room, the real informant walked over to grab the garment from the ground. Her black hair was tied back into a ponytail, and she wore a dark red catsuit outfitted with a tool belt and various other combat accessories.

"...how did you-" Rina had started off asking the woman, as she revealed her true location to the group.

"Sneaking about is a specialty of mine," the informant interrupted. "Also my cloning Semblance combined with some well-trained ventriloquy, make a pretty useful distraction. By the way, water would be very much appreciated. It's hot outside," she answered to Margrit's offer.

The informant then walked over to the side of the table Amy was on. She took a seat and then pulled out a usb drive from one of the pouches on her belt. "Some of you met my associate... Bastet, or whatever name she used. I didn't have time to come up with an alias, so just call me Garnet."