Tecmessa had reentered the jet only to put her backpack away after finishing her joint, earning a lifted brow from Wolverine and Storm both as they caught a whiff of the heavy scent of marijuana floating around her. She gave them the same lifted brow. “What? He can smoke cigars laced with rat poison but I can't smoke my herbs?” She pointed a finger at Logan who only smirked and redirected his attention to the new kids walking in. Her gaze floated to Kai for a moment but it didn't linger.
Tec moved out of their way and was about to go back out when Flynn decided to take off. She knelt down to balance herself until they were in the air, ignoring Flynn's announcement of his astrological sign, agreeing heavily with Logan's statement that nobody – except perhaps the new guy – gave a damn. As he asked her to make use of herself, her hands went up. “Yeah – I'm out. Sorry, guys. But you get to suffer alone on this one.” She hung up her backpack after grabbing an apple from within, wondering if she should have packed some sandwiches. “I'll leave you with food though. Just stay the fuck away from my joints.”
Giving a cheery smile, she zipped up her jacket and pulled her hair into a ponytail before shoving the apple into her mouth, biting down to hold it there. Gaea's hands moved in front of her, waving as though washing an invisible window. There was a ripple and soon an orb of water appeared. Her hands closed to fists slowly and the orb began to slowly flatten and freeze before taking an elongated shape. “Ciao, darlings.” She gave a wave as she made sure everyone was buckled before opening a hole in the floor of the jet, falling through and closing it back up.
She could tell Ororo was tense about the action but the younger woman wasn't worried. She moved her iceboard beneath her feet and leveled her hands, feeling the element and moving it with ease. Through a mixture of manipulating her board and the air currents, she was able to ride the clouds and keep up with the jet, shouting happily over her commlink. She had to use thin but sturdy vines that sprouted from her hair to hold her headphones onto her head. “You guys don't know what you're missing! Awoooooo!” She howled to the sky with a laugh as her hair whipped behind her.
She had no issue of the wind in her eyes, creating a small visor of ice that blocked it from hitting her too much. She could almost forget that she was on a mission, closing her eyes for a moment as she moved through the clouds. With a wicked smile, she reopened her eyes and bulleted through the air, landing her iceboard on the top of the jet. She froze it to the metal, creating a barrier of ice in front of her to keep the wind from blasting her as she knelt down and simply rested. She didn't want to waste too much of her energy before she got to fight.
She reveled in the idea of actually fighting someone out on the field. There was a difference between her training spars at the mansion and her fights with the humans for her competitions. She could use her abilities and she was encouraged to give it all she had. Of course, she had to make sure that there was minimal collateral damage as well. But the thought of an all out track-and-capture brawl with another mutant was absolutely tantalizing. It also made her feel better to know that she didn't have to work with BAM on this mission. She felt a bit bad for snapping at Ana earlier, but she couldn't help it from her foul mood. Ah well – She'd have later to apologize.
Marigold focused on getting to the coordinates once Kali had loaded herself into the van. She checked the GPS and gave a smirk when it was revealed that she was right – They were headed for Canarsie. She cranked the key and put the van into gear as soon as the engine turned over. Driving with her was always... Exciting. Whether one's excitement was from the thrill of speed and possible near death experiences or the bad sort of excitement from... Well, speed and near death experiences. You could never say that it didn't make your heart race. She was well over the speed limit, hitting ninety in a fifty zone, speeding through Westchester County. She could turn their one hour drive into a mere thirty minute drive – Fifteen if she really wanted to get there fast.
She rolled down her window and let one hand remain on the wheel while her left elbow sat on the bottom of the window sill, her fingers tapping against the hood of the car gently. She was silent the whole way there, remaining focused on the mission at hand. She took into account what Kali said and thought about it. That seemed extremely cheap for forced superhuman abilities, even if they were only temporary.
Why would they be so cheap...?
If they were cheap enough that even the kid working part-time at Burger King could buy a couple, that meant bad things for mutants. It was obvious that the original creators weren't fans of mutants. She wondered if, perhaps, they knew that people would get out of hand. It would be all too easy for them to use this to their advantage and paint mutants in a bad light. The results in the end could be absolutely catastrophic. Her hand gripped the wheel tighter as she slowed down when they finally came into the major city limits, halted by traffic.
She sighed as she found a parking garage and turned off the van before popping another one of her candies into her mouth, turning to her team. “Get dressed in your street clothes. We'll take the subway to Canarsie. Amp – Take the rookie with you. Remember – You three are looking to buy. I want you guys getting as much of this off of the street as you can. Spoiler, we'll work the competition angle and go straight for the supplier.” She got out of the van and opened up the back, finding her bag. She dug around in it before pulling out some commlinks. She didn't need them, but it was just in case. She passed them out and tested them before sighing.
“Autem.”
She spoke Latin softly and watched as stack blank rectangles of paper appeared in her hand. She snapped her hand down as through opening a fan, smirking as the blank sheets of paper fanned out and appeared to turn into money. “A simple trick but none will be the wiser. You'll need mad bank to grab the dope.” She conjured a few more thick stacks of paper, shifting their appearance as well before conjuring a small black bag and stacking them inside, passing it to Alex. “Spend it all in once place.” She gave a soft chuckle before nodding towards the exit. “Now, c'mon. We got a subway to catch.” She ran her fingers through her hair, praying that her teammates were good at acting. The last thing she needed was someone ratting them out as narcs before they succeeded in their mission.