As soon as the call had gone out, Celena had put herself forward for the mission. Though there had been a polite disagreement on the requirement for the wearing of the Hazmat suit but one that Celena had conceded to, understanding well the risks that it could pose otherwise.

Thus she had been transported not long after the others, and straight into the thick of the snow storm. With a thought she drew up her energies to form a near invisible barrier against the wind and snow, walking carefully overtop the snow. Making use of her true sight to pierce the falling snow and locate the nearest building.

A smile touching her lips as a rather familiar voice reaches her from a figure flattened against the building ahead, reaching out telepathically to her friend, 'Such lovely weather wouldn't you say, Billy?' stepping up closer into view as she did.