[In the darkness, her eyes are as wide as the other woman. She stares for a moment in silent horror. Yet another moment burned into her memory. Another scar left in the wake of everything that's come before. The MP5 hangs from its sling, forgotten in the moment. Her voice is barely audible.]
JTF. We're here to help. How many are there?
[It feels stifling despite the lack of heat. Lindianne takes her hand away long enough to shrug her jacket off. That gets draped over the other woman's shoulders in a comforting gesture. All around then, the building creaks. The darkness is suffocating. If New York has a dark night of the soul, this is no doubt that it looks like.]
[When she finally turns to glance back at Rabbit, Lindianne's face is stone and thunder. Someone is going to die today for this. And they had better pray that she doesn't find them first.]
[Because they won't live long enough to regret it.]
[She jerks her head back towards the door. You first. The deadness seeps into her voice.]
Door is clear, ma'am. Head back out there, subway tunnel, and stay put. We'll be along shortly. [A pause, then, hissed through clenched teeth:] Go.
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[In the darkness, her eyes are as wide as the other woman. She stares for a moment in silent horror. Yet another moment burned into her memory. Another scar left in the wake of everything that's come before. The MP5 hangs from its sling, forgotten in the moment. Her voice is barely audible.]
JTF. We're here to help. How many are there?
[It feels stifling despite the lack of heat. Lindianne takes her hand away long enough to shrug her jacket off. That gets draped over the other woman's shoulders in a comforting gesture. All around then, the building creaks. The darkness is suffocating. If New York has a dark night of the soul, this is no doubt that it looks like.]
[When she finally turns to glance back at Rabbit, Lindianne's face is stone and thunder. Someone is going to die today for this. And they had better pray that she doesn't find them first.]
[Because they won't live long enough to regret it.]
[She jerks her head back towards the door. You first. The deadness seeps into her voice.]
Door is clear, ma'am. Head back out there, subway tunnel, and stay put. We'll be along shortly. [A pause, then, hissed through clenched teeth:] Go.