Karla stood up and double checked Strucker's straps, pulling on the straps and buckles before tapping him on the shoulder. "Drop him," she confirmed as she tapped her earpiece and then walked off the gangplank. She refused to flap around and flail inelegantly, using her powers to guide and steer towards the DZ. Looking around she spied the container riding the way down with pilot-drone steering. They landed on an empty rooftop and she looked around.