Chapter Three: The Salvation of Paradise

[Tessa]

“Or we could make the whole thing quicker, and teleport in there.” Franki commented; the strategy that the Cloak had told her was looking pretty good in her eyes. Focus more of the team’s powers, take opponents down quicker and get to the prisoners quicker. She liked it better than going in there alone, that plan left them all more vulnerable than they needed to be.

“We’re weaker split up, at least in a group we can concentrate powers.” Batgirl continued to say, “It’s not a brilliant plan, but neither is going in there separately.” She was trying to appeal to the sensibilities of this group; not that anybody in this group had real definite sensibilities. Maybe they would at least have a sense of strategy, or self-preservation.
“As a larger group we’re less likely to encounter an opponent that we can’t take down, or at least that’s my guess. Plus, we’ll get to the heart of the fight quicker if we teleport because the Cloak knows exactly where we need to be positioned to make an impact.” She was BS-ing parts of this, but she had confidence that her ethereal teammate knew what it was doing in suggesting this idea to her. So even though she didn’t know his exact plan, she hoped she had pieced it together well enough to portray it as a good idea.

“We should be making a decision real quick, we’re losing our window of opportunity.”