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Nightshift 24, F8
Having her own room as a meeting place could very easily get to be problematic, Lyta decided. For her, at least. It meant sitting around waiting, with nothing to do. Patience had never been the telepath's strong suit.
Envy had shown up pretty quickly last time, at least. And Fox hopefully wouldn't be long - along with the woman he was bringing. Lyta had to admit she was a bit on edge about venturing forth with someone she hadn't screened herself. But she'd trust Fox's judgment.
At least her new roommate was better than the other one. Interesting woman, Cheetara. And could be very useful...
Maybe Lyta would ask her to come along one of these nights.
For now, she'd let the woman do what she wanted. The telepath had allies to wait for.
Envy had shown up pretty quickly last time, at least. And Fox hopefully wouldn't be long - along with the woman he was bringing. Lyta had to admit she was a bit on edge about venturing forth with someone she hadn't screened herself. But she'd trust Fox's judgment.
At least her new roommate was better than the other one. Interesting woman, Cheetara. And could be very useful...
Maybe Lyta would ask her to come along one of these nights.
For now, she'd let the woman do what she wanted. The telepath had allies to wait for.
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No, she wasn't going to get bogged down in depressing thoughts. She couldn't afford to.
Damn it, why did Fox have to do whatever it was right now? And where the hell was Envy?
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"Are we ready to go?" he asked, calmly, biting his tongue to avoid adding 'or do we have another troop to wait for?'.
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Cheetara's intuition told her that, because she didn't have a solid plan, it would be unwise to go galavanting off into the unknown. Her feline curiousity, however, completely overruled this notion. She was skeptical of what the little group would run into in the decidely dangerous hallways, but she'd never find out if she just stayed in her room all night.
She looked over the handmade map one last time before pocketing it and rising fluidly, a look of pale determination in her eyes. She was ready. She silently repelled the impluse to shout "ho!" as she would at home, echoing the excited cry that meant "I'm ready! Let's go!" before she and her friends would begin a new adventure, or rush to the aid of the Thundercat Lord to close an old one. Of course, she doubted such a reaction would be understood here. It was a Thundercats thing. She missed it already.
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Fox stepped back inside, and glanced towards Envy, then Lyta. He didn't smile at her, though. Now that they were all here, they could begin the mission.
Fox just gave Lyta a silent nod of hello. He looked forward to getting outside, even though that meant they would merely be standing around waiting for Lyta to investigate the pond.
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As blank as she had been when she left, as if nothing had been talked about at all, The Boss entered the room again. She gave quick glances towards Lyta, then the non-soldier, and finally the new one.
She quickly figured that the new one's confidence was somehow fake, as the (wo)man was potentially either hiding something, or compensating for it. The only truly clear thing was that (s)he wasn't a soldier either.
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And now they'd ended up with more people than Lyta was honestly comfortable with. But it wasn't like she could tell anyone to take a hike, much as she wanted to.
"There's no time for introductions, and I highly doubt anyone cares anyway. We've spent enough time here, we're moving out." Grabbing her handful of syringes, Lyta headed out into the hallway.
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She felt extremely vulnerable without a weapon and she looked desperately for anything she could possibly use to defend herself but found the halls depressingly bare. Next time I'm outside I'll look for a stick or something... that'll at least be some protection, if not much. She resolved as she hurried quickly after Lyta. She shifted her weight uneasily. Right now if we get cornered running may be my only hope.
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He followed behind Lyta, making sure to stay close enough that he could intercept whatever monsters might try to attack her, but not so close that neither of them had room to dodge.
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Stealth wasn't being bothered with, only two were soldiers and one claimed to be, and the amount of men was staggeringly too many with absolutely no preparations and almost no weaponry.
The last problem wasn't one for her, but she doubted the non-soldiers would serve any purpose but shields.
As The Boss silently followed the group into the hallway, all she could think was that this entire effort was simply fruitless.
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Keeping her thoughts to herself, Lyta led the way out to the courtyard.
(Moving here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/128465.html))