Nova sighed as Cybil and Sylvia brought her a meager offering of literature. "Well, better than nothing." Holding her gloved hand over the stack of books, a square window of light formed an inch beneath her palm. She raised her hand and brought her fingers together, causing the light to descend over the books, going through them and scanning the entirety of their contents, instantly making copies and saving the information to Nova's database. "Well, there's that done."
Cybil approached Ella and asked, [color=9f2089]"So, any luck contacting base, or whatever you'd call it?"[/color]