Post by Eurydice on May 18, 2008 0:54:20 GMT -5
((a droubble))
Nodding, satisfied, she finished her final sweep of the crowd; all members of their strike team were accounted for, and most were already heading back to base.
Kaitin never tried to kid herself-- she wasn’t a fighter. Work in the resistance required coordination, however, people willing to help organize and communicate, and in that, she was more than happy to help.
Looking back towards the smoking husk of the Talkan research center, she waited patiently for the final member of the strike team. In all of the recent attacks and skirmishes, Nyrea had consistently been the first one charging into the fray and the last one to leave; Kaitin couldn’t remember a single open battle wherein Nyrea hadn’t spent a few minutes of the aftermath walking among the fallen bodies.
The tall half-elf came trotting out of the base a minute later, her expression neutral as ever, and Kaitin fell in beside her. “Well?”
Nyrea shrugged. “No one I knew. Or no one I recognized.”
It was the same thing that she always said, after checking every battlefield. Kaitin always wondered if it were a lie. And if not, she wondered whether Nyrea spoke the words with relief or dread.
Nodding, satisfied, she finished her final sweep of the crowd; all members of their strike team were accounted for, and most were already heading back to base.
Kaitin never tried to kid herself-- she wasn’t a fighter. Work in the resistance required coordination, however, people willing to help organize and communicate, and in that, she was more than happy to help.
Looking back towards the smoking husk of the Talkan research center, she waited patiently for the final member of the strike team. In all of the recent attacks and skirmishes, Nyrea had consistently been the first one charging into the fray and the last one to leave; Kaitin couldn’t remember a single open battle wherein Nyrea hadn’t spent a few minutes of the aftermath walking among the fallen bodies.
The tall half-elf came trotting out of the base a minute later, her expression neutral as ever, and Kaitin fell in beside her. “Well?”
Nyrea shrugged. “No one I knew. Or no one I recognized.”
It was the same thing that she always said, after checking every battlefield. Kaitin always wondered if it were a lie. And if not, she wondered whether Nyrea spoke the words with relief or dread.