Changing places
There are a few times when Ten feels very relaxed. For one after getting a mission done with. She sometimes even hummed tunes to songs she has heard in the Xavier Facility. She did notice when the busy streets she had been on bleed into the Nexus. It made her feel a sense of unease but she still hummed tugging the cap on her head lower as she walked.
It was a good thing her hair was tucked under the hat too. She didn't want any odd looks. She felt her inner calm from a job well done leave her her insides tightened. She couldn't let anyone touch the tool box she had on her person. It wasn't just a tool box. She ended up quickly moving under the guise of having to be somewhere right away to try and see where she was.
This wasn't the section of the Nexus she knew. The sky wasn't that strange surreal white that she knew so well. It was instead a very strange pale orange. The air felt thin to her as well. She had the feeling the air didn't smell as good as she was used to in the labs and worse than on top of the building she had been on. She knew she had to keep moving though there was no time to think about things like this. She would get in so much trouble if she didn't find the team she had been working with.
Ten hated when things went horribly wrong. Already images of being pulled into a darkened room were senses didn't exist danced in her mind. It took Ten three full minutes of weaving through the crowd and watching everything to calm herself and focus on finding some way back. Missions should never be disrupted by the Nexus.
((This is a follow up to the prompt oo3 Invisible Man.))
It was a good thing her hair was tucked under the hat too. She didn't want any odd looks. She felt her inner calm from a job well done leave her her insides tightened. She couldn't let anyone touch the tool box she had on her person. It wasn't just a tool box. She ended up quickly moving under the guise of having to be somewhere right away to try and see where she was.
This wasn't the section of the Nexus she knew. The sky wasn't that strange surreal white that she knew so well. It was instead a very strange pale orange. The air felt thin to her as well. She had the feeling the air didn't smell as good as she was used to in the labs and worse than on top of the building she had been on. She knew she had to keep moving though there was no time to think about things like this. She would get in so much trouble if she didn't find the team she had been working with.
Ten hated when things went horribly wrong. Already images of being pulled into a darkened room were senses didn't exist danced in her mind. It took Ten three full minutes of weaving through the crowd and watching everything to calm herself and focus on finding some way back. Missions should never be disrupted by the Nexus.
((This is a follow up to the prompt oo3 Invisible Man.))