| ((Yeah, that's true XD I always really get into RPing. For me it's more about the char to char interaction that fighting, and I try to make my characters believeable. ^____________^ Or am I getting too deep here?))
Scout did what Rune said. She trotted towards the entrance, then up the stairs. She went up cautiously, crouching down. The street was still emtpy, and a disaster, but the sick feeling of distrust hadn't left her yet.
She'd never tried fore-sight, or clairvoyance, she hadn't been trained in it. They never taught her how to. The tried to imagine soldiers, running. Didn't work.
She tried again, this time, she tried to imagine a particular person...but all she could think of was haze, was he already dead?
By that time she got frustrated. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate. But...oh, yeah, that's how they made her feel - frustrated. Scared, desperate. She tried to hold on to the feeling, to track its source. They were definately nearby. Not too close, but they would be there any minute if they hurried along.
She turned around and ran back to the rest of the group.
"They're coming closer," she announced, sounding proud to be of importance. "Not too close but they could be near any minute...and I even thought I might've heard a helicopter, or something else that was big."
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Yay! Eggie hatched! Cute chicken! Fear my chicken!~ |