Xaviers!

For most of the journey, the Quinjet is just racing through the air above the blue-grey of the sea. It's a little bit unsettling to be flying in a plane that doesn't have anybody sitting in the pilot seat, especially one that is moving at over twice the speed of sound, but Ashlie assured them that the location of the pilot is really just a minor detail. As they approach the Russian border the plane slowly sinks in altitude until the ground is uncomfortably close. It's almost impossible to make out details on the ground but the screens tell them they've passed the border and are rapidly approaching their destination.

"Arrival in T minus 5 minutes." Ashlie's voice chimes through the speakers. "Prepare for departure. We'll slow down for two minutes to tighten the drop-window but if I set down we risk detection. You all have emergency beacons. I can have the plane back here and landed at the closest possible location within 5 minutes to evacuate you. Good luck."

"Not a big fan of jumping out of a plane, to be honest," Will nodded.

"You're the one most likely to survive it, parachute or no."

"You're only worried about things that could kill you?" Will chuckled ruefully.

"He has a point. Death isn't always the worst outcome," Chase said as he as he double-checked his equipment. Well that got dark fast.

"Can worry about the things that won't kill us after we're past the things that will."

"That's the spirit? I guess?

We ready to do this?," Will said, peering out the window.

Tereza double-checked the straps on her parachute and moved close to the exit. "Ready as we're going to be."

Chase stepped up beside her, looking nervous. Skydiving hadn't been in the junior assassin curriculum.

"I agree with that." said Nash, who was actually more nervous about what would happen once they were on the ground than the method of getting there.

He had mentioned earlier that he had some experience but only in the danger room and under more normal circumstances.

"Alright then. On three.

One...two..."

It's a little bit stomach-lurching, throwing yourself out of the back of a moving plane. The ground is much closer than feels comfortable and for a couple of seconds it races towards them before the parachutes deploy and they're suddenly jerked into a relatively serene descend towards the woods below. Most of what they can see is forest, the hints of a town on the horizon and the occasional road snaking through the landscape. One thing that does stand out like a sore thumb even in the distance is a squat concrete structure that would usually blend into the forest if it wasn't for the huge scorched area drawing attention to itself and the small road that leads to it through the woods.

Above their heads the jet roars to live and shoots away into the distance.

"Well, something strange happened there," Tereza whispered as she wrapped up her chute.

"They have a pyrokinetic from the looks of the damage."

"Think it was mutants, or something else?" Sam sends, tucking her parachute away under a fallen tree for now.

"I don't know," Tereza relayed back to Sam as she tucked her own chute and snuck over towards the edge of the burned area.

"I might be able to tell."

Nash slowly approaches the scorched area to see if he can detect the remains of any accelerant.

Will, not one to be out done...sniffed the air, oddly.

There's maybe some faint traces. Depending on how old the destruction is most of it might just have evaporated. It smells like, well, mostly like ashes and scorched earth.

"This wasn't accidental," Will said, beginning to stride forwards through the trees.

"Yeah," Tereza said, sneaking forward and looking for cameras that might be watching the approach.

Chase crept silently alongside the others, watching for cameras as well but also for signs of recent activity.

"And as far as we know, she's all about the sniktbub and has no other powers, aye?"

Sam skirts along the edge of the treeline.

"She regenerates," he thought back.

"i can't really tell much about the fire." Nash said before rejoining the group

Using his powers he kept a look out for any sensors or their effects.

"She regenerates. She might have been the target. Constant damage might overwhelm regeneration," Will fluidly said, jumping up onto a branch to try to get a better vantage point.

There are cameras at the actual entrance itself but nothing that seems to be aimed at the forest so at least for now they should be undetected. Nash would also pick up on the door with it's combination keypad as well as the elevator mechanism the concrete structure is housing.

Chase mentally calculated the probable viewing angles of the cameras to plan an approach.

"We need to get past the cameras without tipping them off."

"We could just blow them up; take the place by storm," Will said, cracking his knuckles.

Nash first looked to see if the cameras were wired or wireless. Next to see if they were analog or digital.

Will frowned. "Well, we're going to have to bust heads EVENTUALLY."

"I can obscure the cameras with frost, but they'll probably suspect something's up," Tereza relayed to Sam. "It would probably buy us some time while they figured things out."

The cameras are wired into the concrete. They seem to be analog.

"Wellll....

...We DO have two shape-changers. And a couple possible 'escaped prisoners'? Might be too risky, though."

"Whatever works, but we should probably do something quickly before they decide a patrol of the area is in order."