"I suppose so," Gemini answered with an exaggerated pout, the prospect of a little violence always making a mission more enjoyable, but if that wasn't the brief it wasn't the brief. Mother had always said the mission was more important than what you wanted, and with that lesson in mind Gemini followed silently after Issan.
Though she appeared to be wearing heeled boots she had softened the soles with the result that her footsteps were completely silent, although she stiffened when she saw the guards, relaxing when they made no move. She had seen something like this at work before, and once they were through the door she grinned.
"Impressive," she murmured with a genuinely appreciative look, "an illusion I presume? I had a friend back home who could do that." She was about to say more when her enhanced hearing picked up the sound of footsteps and with them a voice.
'I feel something in the force'
"No time to explain!" Shooting a 'trust-me' look at Issan Gemini reached for the ceiling with stretching arms, pulling herself up and jabbing her feet into the walls to anchor herself in place while her arms spiralled down, suddenly massive fingers closing around Issan and lifting her gently up into the shadows of the ceiling, out of sight, waiting for the person to pass.