(She doesn't say a word when Rabbit glares at the Cleaner, but she clenches her jaw just the slightest amount. It's a reminder that despite his general friendliness, Rabbit is still fully capable of destroying pretty much anyone in the state of New York.)
"I told Voodoo to stop catching bullets with his vest," she offers as a bad joke. She's right behind Rabbit. There's no movement in the windows or from higher up towards the roof. Smoke drifts skyward lazily. Her breath is a cloud in the cold New York winter air. Snow crunches underfoot.
"...Yeah. It's been going too smoothly." The last time things went this well, she wound up on the floor of a ransacked warehouse. Peace is more of a theory at this point. Quiet is not always a good thing.
She pauses. "Hold up. Second floor, right side, by the hole." She aims her rifle up towards a smouldering gap in the complex's side. "...Four- no, five guys. Tanks on their backs."
Looks like the guy in the courtyard wasn't lying. Lindianne keys her radio.
"Mother, Parker. Got a visual on five Cleaners, second floor, right side."
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(She doesn't say a word when Rabbit glares at the Cleaner, but she clenches her jaw just the slightest amount. It's a reminder that despite his general friendliness, Rabbit is still fully capable of destroying pretty much anyone in the state of New York.)
"I told Voodoo to stop catching bullets with his vest," she offers as a bad joke. She's right behind Rabbit. There's no movement in the windows or from higher up towards the roof. Smoke drifts skyward lazily. Her breath is a cloud in the cold New York winter air. Snow crunches underfoot.
"...Yeah. It's been going too smoothly." The last time things went this well, she wound up on the floor of a ransacked warehouse. Peace is more of a theory at this point. Quiet is not always a good thing.
She pauses. "Hold up. Second floor, right side, by the hole." She aims her rifle up towards a smouldering gap in the complex's side. "...Four- no, five guys. Tanks on their backs."
Looks like the guy in the courtyard wasn't lying. Lindianne keys her radio.
"Mother, Parker. Got a visual on five Cleaners, second floor, right side."