the ozzie and the kraut - OTA

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Heather Cameron wasn't used to second guessing herself, but at the moment she was struggling not to do just that. The decision to come here, to Russia, to join this team... at the moment it wasn't seeming like quite as solid a notion as it had in the weeks preceding

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Lou had been hoping to catch the group heading to town before they departed, but missed them. She was almost all the way to the garage before discovering that she didn't even have the parcel to give them for posting.

"God, spacecase!"

She turned around, too fast, and almost collided with an MP, "Sorry, sorry." It seemed her clumsy nature was in full swing today. She backed away from the guard, trying not to die of embarrassment and turned again, this time almost colliding with a pretty blond girl.

"Shi-" Lou stopped short, only just catching herself from standing on the woman. "Sorry."

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Heather's hands went out automatically to steady the brunette.

"There ya go, no worries, no harm done, mate."

She smiled, a little taken aback at the girl's apparent youth - she was almost a baby! Not that Heather was anybody's gran but she always tended to feel and act a few years older than her actual age. Result of being an older sibling, maybe, with the added levening of her power, and her job.

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Louisa was surprised at the accent, but then again, in Russia even her own accent was strange. "Wow, far travelled?"

For Louisa, she was just out of Florida. But her accent wasn't distinguished. This girl, pretty, smiling and blond, her accent was obvious. Australian. Some where from Australia.

"Um; I'm Lou. Hey." Politeness first, even for a slightly antisocial girl like herself.

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Heather's mouth quirked at the Wow, far traveled?, but she didn't comment on it. Yes, it was a long way from home to here, but Siberia wasn't really close to much of anything, except Siberia, was it?

The girl sounded like an American, Heather had heard plenty, they showed up on the surfing circuit as often as anyone else. So they were both a bit far from home.

"G'day Lou. I'm Heather, Heather Cameron." She pronounced her first name ending in 'uh' rather than 'er', and last name was two syllables, not three, cam'ren. "Just got here."

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Nicky was rushing around like a maniac outside the building. Once Stryker had given his permission for his training outside as long as he as in the compound he'd been taking advantage of it. He'd been leaping off the building practicing his landings from a nice height without damaging himself. He knew he could heal but it went faster if he didn't have to heal first.

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On her way towards the building she'd been told housed her quarters, Heather gasped as a young boy came hurtling out of the air above to land right in front of her. The duffle was dropped and she started forward instinctively, expecting the kid to be hurt, that had to be a fall! Only, she hadn't sensed any danger to anyone nearby...

"Kid! You okay?"

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Nicky popped up on his feet with a grin. He looked over his hands before giving a nod. "I'm fine no bone breaks this time. You're new. I'm Nicky what's your name?"

He gave a quick shake to get some of the snow off himself.

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Heather squatted on her heels, looking him over even after he said he was fine but... he did seen right! Although the no bone breaks this time sounded vaguely ominous.

"You got me pegged, Nicky, I'm as new as a joey just popped out of his mama's pouch," she grinned back, in spite of the concern, which was covered at this point. "My name's Heather." She offered her hand, gloved for the cold only. "Whatcha up to, jumping out of the sky and scaring people like that?" The grin persisted, the question wasn't a reprimand, as much as a tease along with the inquiry.