[ooc: from here]Up two flights of stairs and a sharp right turn brings them to room M16. Mary Anne unlocks the door and gestures grandly inside ( Read more... )

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( liar liar, heart's on fire )

They head north for a while, finding nothing particular but silence and trees and room to wander. Soon enough, the light begins to fade and they head back towards the site of their earlier skirmish. For an ambush point, then end up settling on the set of trees their runner had made for earlier; they do make excellent cover ( Read more... )

They haven't been walking for too long when the rain finally begins to lessen. Mary Anne doesn't wait for it to stop, just yanks the suffocating poncho off and stuffs it halfway into her bag. She'd rather be slightly wet than spend any more time in that oversized garbage bag ( Read more... )