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Capítulo XXXXIII- Dooley y Valmorida, Veteranos de Misiónes
Patience rarely used her bionics on missions. Most of the time she used her brain to complete the task given to her or input ideas. She didn't have bionics until six months ago so her reliance on them was minimum. She used it as an advantage for things like if she had to go against another bionic human and because of that she was leveled as advanced. She had yet to master her bionic abilities, but it was enough to get by.
She sat in her unassigned assigned seat in the hydroloop and removed her gloves, placing them in her mission bag. She unbuckled the buckle on her suit to turn them into wide-legged pants. The material felt soft against her skin and she could use the same pants as pajamas if she didn't wear them for missions.
Leo held back the motion sickness by squeezing his eyes shut and tossing his head back. Patience had given him motion sickness medication so he wouldn't throw his lunch or dinner up. The hydroloop came to a stop and the door opened. She unbuckled her seat belt and threw her mission bag over her shoulder.
"Nice work, guys. That mission was a total success," Chase praised, stepping off the hydroloop.
Adam furrowed his eyebrows, remarking, "Maybe for you. Nothing caught on fire or blew up. To me, colossal failure."
"Well, good news, you've got heat vision and a whole afternoon ahead of you." Leo encouraged and smiled, "Go make something happen."
Patience stopped Adam by placing her hand on his shoulders, "I suggest you throw frisbees outside and zap them so we don't sink the island again."
"Hey, Adam, check it out," Bob said behind him. Adam turned around and Leo and Patience looked at Bob. "While you were gone, I got to boogie board with the dolphins." He showed them the boogie board and a shark had ripped out a chunk of it.
Patience dropped her mission bag and rushed over to Bob. Adam took the board and flipped it to him, "Bob, those weren't dolphins. These are clearly the bites of an angry catfish."
"Adam! That's a shark bite!" Patience lifted Bob's arm to the side and searched for any wounds. "Are you okay? Were you hurt?" She grabbed his face and turned it left and right, continuing her examination.
"What? No, they weren't." Patience removed her hands from Bob when she didn't see a sign of an injury. "If Adam says it's an angry catfish, it's an angry catfish." He grabbed the board and smiled at Adam, "Is there anything you don't know?"
As Bob strolled away, Bree crossed her arms and said, "I don't think we should let those two play together anymore."
Patience agreed, "Not unless they're not supervised."
"Uh-uh," Sebastian bobbed his head. He stood next to Chase, questioning, "Hey, Chase, on the next mission, do you think I might actually be able to do something?"
