"MY MOTHER IS GOING TO KILL YOU ONCE SHE GETS A HOLD OF YOU!"

"We were told she was irritable."

"I can see that." To the girl, "Mommy dearest isn't here, and you aren't in school anymore, little girl. This is the real world, now."

"REAL WORLD MY A-" 

The guards holding her wrap a piece of fabric over her mouth, rendering her muffled. 

Her eyes show the fury she feels well enough.

"Please! Don't hurt her, she's just a child!"

Bambi immediately bites her lip, regretting the words she's spoken.

"Just a child, boo hoo. That 'child' is a criminal, and an adult in the eyes of the law." To the girl, "I would have thought you'd have been told already, what happens to mommy if her little girl throws a temper tantrum."

"I...I don't believe you!"

She doesn't fight her captors as hard this time, however, worry clear in her eyes.

"Aw. Too bad. But even if you don't, that bomb around your neck is biological. No technology for you to fidget with - and all your teammates have a similar backup, if you decide to be altruistic."

"For believing us - do you want me to send you a lock of hair, or perhaps a finger?"

"Leave her alone! Leave...leave her alone." Thekla drops her arms, and is sheparded into position by the soldiers.

"We will if you play nice."

Once everyone's in position: "Now, a recap. All of you have bombs around your necks. Remove them, and die. Tamper with them, and die. Even if you somehow managed them, there's a backup method we can use to terminate you."

"You have been brought here because I have a mission for you, one too dangerous to spend more valuable troops on. You succeed, and we'll knock time off each of your sentences. Your objective is to track down a specific boy, and retrieve him, alive and unharmed, to be brought back to a designated location. Your team leader is Sean Beresaad. He has the details on the boy's appearance, abilities, and likely location, as well as the primary and fallback retrieval sites."

"The boy is not as powerful as his mother, but still possesses enough to be a problem. Each of you have skills that will enable us to overcome him. Your gear, should you have any surrendered to us upon incarceration, will be returned to you. If not, wait. We will be leaving promptly."

At Sean's gesture, trunks are placed beside the prisoners who need them.

Bambi nervously makes her way to her own, gently opening it.

Once she sees what's inside, she breathes a sigh of relief.

He retrieves his sword... And a massive pile of assorted blades weapons, that vanish when pressed into his skin. The sword gets strapped to the back of his waist for easy removal, and several knives go in assorted hidden places for a similar reason.

Emma grabs the armor she'd worn previously, and some of the small boosters she'd used to fake a different power.

Carina crosses her arms, leans back, doesn't smirk, but does contemplate the value of telling the others that the 'backup' is an easily neutralized pill under their skin. Probably meant to release either tranquilizers or assorted toxins.

Bambi pulls on a toe-to-fingertip-to-neck suit and ties her hair back. 

She feels more like herself, now that the people surrounding her are safe.

Thekla is given nothing, but is cut loose from her bonds.

She gingerly rubs her wrists, and then sends a stray bit of power to the collar about her neck, and gets no response. They weren't lying about the biobomb. They probably weren't lying about her mother either.

She fixes them with a glare, but does nothing else.

A soldier makes his way to Sean's side, and murmurs to him, "The chopper is ready for them, sir." Sean nods.

"If you're all ready, we have a mission to do."

"Don't pause on my account."

He nods.

She finishes buckling on her gauntlet. "Ready whenever."

"Then everyone aboard." Sean leads the way.

Bambi jumps, and then follows.

Thekla snarls, but then is nudged forward by the butt of a gun.

She goes unwillingly, but follows.

Whatever, she'll follow.