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"Let's go, then." Enough waiting, enough wondering, enough worrying. They had a job to do, and thinking about what was about to happen wouldn't make it any easier. Marsh offered Em his arm, just like a gentleman, and grinned. Hey, princess. Ready for this?

Miyako let him know that she was always ready to feed.

"One in the same," Adam nodded, glad to see at least a somewhat familiar face. Unfortunately... she did have a face, and a name, and a story. He would have to protect her lest he watch her die as well. "We're on defense. Our French friend here will take over the piloting."

"I don't mind." Aiden replied. It was good to see Melynda again. She was somewhat familiar after all.

Aiden thought he heard a voice. But it was just so faint and small in comparison to the rest of the crowd, he dismissed it as background chatter. He rubbed his ear mindlessly, deeming it a trick of the hearing.

Sorry Ralph.

It was lucky that C had kept herself turned away from Selena in the moments after snagging her; had she really been paying attention to her lack of "ugh gtfo," she might have panicked herself right off of the building. And that would have left the two of them without a third team member, which probably wouldn't bode well. They would need all of the numbers they could get.

A shriek came as a reflexive response to Selena's ferocious poke, followed by a teasing shove. "You, b***h! You seriously want to trust either of us to pilot this thing? Don't even play. Leave us to do the grunt work." She made a show of flexing her muscles, which really were not at all impressive as far as muscles went. Not that it mattered when defending Selena; she'd fight tooth and nail and to the death before allowing anything to happen to her.

Her showboating had clearly attracted the best attention, and when it came turn to get a kiss from Em, she purred a contented "mmm!" against her lips. Em was her favorite to kiss. Kisses from here were not like kisses from strangers in the clubs. They weren't too drunk or too sloppy or too timid or too pressured, and they always left her knowing that she'd meant it. The only downside was that they always left her wanting more, and with the goodbye a**-slap, C had to come to accept the fact that she might have to wait quite a while to share kisses again.

"Hokay, well!" A pause to catch her breath. "You guys up for this?" There was no option to say no, really, but hearing the affirmation from the two of them would help her get rid of these shakes.

She hoped.

Bradly came limping in, a bandana tied around one leg and using his bat as a cane. Breathing hard, he stood up. Yeah, he was totally boss. He took a spike to the damn leg. No one could say he wasn't gansta. The more hits he took, the bigger his rep was.


Now to find a team.

"Oh good~" Melly clapped her hands a couple of times. She was practically bouncing. Which was really a rather odd reaction to what was probably going to amount to a suicide mission. She was just ... working so very hard at pretending it would all somehow be okay. Even though a part of her most definitely knew the chances of that were slim to none. "I'm Melynda, like Aiden said," she introduced herself to the other two men. "Or Melly, whichever you like!"

Then she tilted her head slightly at Clint. "Who's Piglet?" Like, from Winnie the Pooh?

"Ralph," Clint said simply, placing a huge hand on the short male's shoulder. "He's our pilot." Whether the kid had volunteered or not (since Clint hadn't heard it either) didn't matter. He was going to do it.

With that decided he got out his ball and chain and went to work checking the links as he let them talk.

Em peered up at Marsh and her cheeks flushed a happy pink as she slid her arm under his, and snuggled against his body. She heard Julio's call to all the ladies, and rolled her eyes, laughing. "Jeez, Julito, the boys deserve some luck too! You're so cruel." She turned to look at the group as they left, one last time, and a smile played on the corners of her lips. They all deserved the luck, and love, that Julio could give them. He was just so selfish, keeping it only to girls! Looking up at Marsh and Lowe, she leaned her head against Marsh's arm and sighed. At least these boys weren't selfish; they knew how to have a good time with anyone open to love.

It reminded her suddenly of that kiss she'd accidentally witnessed, and her smile was still on her face as she pulled her headset out of her helmet and tapped on the button to speak into the main channel. "Hey, Cowboy Cliff? Isaac? You guys around?"

All she received was static. In fact, she soon realized that none of the other groups were speaking through the public channels - a stark difference between the gossipy gab they were doing earlier..

"Cliff?"

The static continued to greet her, and her smile finally failed her.

".. Isaac?"

Em looked up at her boys one last time, lingering on Lowe for a moment.

"Anyone..?"

She felt the sting of tears threatening to fall from her eyes, and her face fell in dismay, as did her heart.