Yes, James is allowed to come along

“Fine,” Himiko finally says.

“Sweet,” you exclaim before calming down. “But how are we going to get me there without warning them?” Himiko humphed as she took out some of her notes again and started shuffling the papers. She finally found what she was looking for.

“Okay, looks like Panthera and Miruko are on duty close to the main room and there are only some stormtroopers walking the halls,” she says as she looks at a map and notes. “Should be okay to get you through but keep you hidden once there, not sure.”

“How ‘bout that closet? I know some of dae girls put boxes and things there,” Merida pointed out the supply closet conveniently passed the guards.

“Okay, if we find nothing there to disguise him then James can just hide there until the fighting starts.” Himiko agreed with Merida.

“Just don’t make any coming out of the closet jokes,” you snarked as you manipulated the tangerine plant to wrap around your arm and hide under your shirt. Having flexible bark armor won’t stop a punch from a fully powered Supergirl but it should be decent against normal human strength.

“I’m better than that; no promises though,” Himiko smirked.

“Not to rain on anyone’s parade,” Amber said. “But how are we going to get James’ chain off? Should we look for Supergirl or Marvel?” *Clink* was the sound the chain made as it fell on the ground. Nami gave the shocked Amber a cheeky smile with her tongue out. Some lockpicking tools were in her hands.

“Catburglar Nami to the rescue,” you give Nami a grateful smile as you rub where the chain cuff chafed against your leg. Nami blew you a kiss and gave you a wink.

“It wasn’t even that good of a lock, a good kick would’ve **** it open.” Nami shrugged.

“I guess all we have to do is wait now?” Vivi suggested. Your group looked at each other awkwardly, unsure what to do now.

“So…wanna fuck?”

*Beep Beep Beep* sounded an extremely warped and half melted alarm clock. The alarm clock was very quickly destroyed via a knife from a bored Mai. The combination characters of Lusamine/Nora/Mai were standing in a dark room deep in the bowels of the Amazonians’ Watchtower. The electricity barely worked down this deep even though things like the engines and some plumbing were down in these levels. The tribe rarely came down to these levels and could barely keep the halls from collapsing. Perfect for someone to hide in relative safety.

“Mai,” Lusamine let out a sing-song voice. “That was our last alarm clock, plus it was just letting us know it’s time to start making our way up.” Mai simply rolled her eyes and started polishing another knife. Lusamine then turned to Nora.

“And Nora, it’s time to go, stop hammering whatever that thing is.” Nora sheepishly stopped smashing a long machine that had a bunch of dials and dishes; she hid the sledgehammer she found behind her back and grinned.

Taking a moment to retrieve all of Mai’s thrown knives, they started making the dangerous path back to the well traveled halls. “I just hope the others were able to do their jobs well.” The machine Nora smashed let out a whine before its lights died and its dishes folded up the best it could before it finally shut down.