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~Jet~
Jet lead the pack, being a fleet footed Son of Hermes. The rest of the group was at maximum a half kilometer behind him, following at their own pace. Team Zeus was holding a strategy meeting on the thirty second floor of the Empire State Building. This is why they sent him first. Members of the Hermes family can go anywhere. Walk on walls, water, even walk on air with a running start. Picking up the pace with the building in sight, he launched himself off the ground hard. His eyes lit up a dark blue as he activated the power of Hermes, his feet hitting the air beneath him as if it were a solid object.
He tapped the microphone on his inner cheek with his tongue to activate it. It was created by Hephaestus, a valuable piece of technology that Jet had stolen before Zeus' disappearance. It was so sensitive to vibrations that all Jet had to do was lightly hum to get his message across to the rest of the group.
"Coming in contact with the Empire State Building in thirty seconds. I will land twelve floors below their meeting point. If you fucks are late, I'm leaving. Hermes' only instructions for me was to get you in the building."
He landed on the outer wall of the 20th floor, scaled up five more levels and pushed a grappling line into the wall. The rope used the magic of Hephaestus (another stolen trinket) and the rope extended downward indefinitely.
"Thirty seconds."
@XXXIwolf @ColonelMustang @IronManatee
Jet lead the pack, being a fleet footed Son of Hermes. The rest of the group was at maximum a half kilometer behind him, following at their own pace. Team Zeus was holding a strategy meeting on the thirty second floor of the Empire State Building. This is why they sent him first. Members of the Hermes family can go anywhere. Walk on walls, water, even walk on air with a running start. Picking up the pace with the building in sight, he launched himself off the ground hard. His eyes lit up a dark blue as he activated the power of Hermes, his feet hitting the air beneath him as if it were a solid object.
He tapped the microphone on his inner cheek with his tongue to activate it. It was created by Hephaestus, a valuable piece of technology that Jet had stolen before Zeus' disappearance. It was so sensitive to vibrations that all Jet had to do was lightly hum to get his message across to the rest of the group.
"Coming in contact with the Empire State Building in thirty seconds. I will land twelve floors below their meeting point. If you fucks are late, I'm leaving. Hermes' only instructions for me was to get you in the building."
He landed on the outer wall of the 20th floor, scaled up five more levels and pushed a grappling line into the wall. The rope used the magic of Hephaestus (another stolen trinket) and the rope extended downward indefinitely.
"Thirty seconds."
@XXXIwolf @ColonelMustang @IronManatee
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