lying_foxx
in
team_x
Rolling up in style {ota}
As the jeep pulled into the garage, Foxx climbed out of the back, grabbing her backpack as she did so; she liked to travel light, less to leave behind when she had to run. The trip hadn't been totally unfortunate, and the way the flustered MP skittered out of the jeep and away backed that up.
Foxx had his wallet and cash in her back pocket, sometimes petty theft was just as fun as grand larceny.
Backpack slung over her shoulder, Foxx took her time crunching her way through the snow. Russia wouldn't be her first vacation choice -she liked sun and sand, or old buildings with plenty of expensive, one of a kind artefacts covering the walls, but this place wasn't a total bust. She'd just need to find herself some fun.
Starting with reporting for duty, yeah right. Foxx decided that finding a bunk would do for now. Stryker wanted her, he could find her himself.
Foxx had his wallet and cash in her back pocket, sometimes petty theft was just as fun as grand larceny.
Backpack slung over her shoulder, Foxx took her time crunching her way through the snow. Russia wouldn't be her first vacation choice -she liked sun and sand, or old buildings with plenty of expensive, one of a kind artefacts covering the walls, but this place wasn't a total bust. She'd just need to find herself some fun.
Starting with reporting for duty, yeah right. Foxx decided that finding a bunk would do for now. Stryker wanted her, he could find her himself.