Upon hearing her 'partner's' words, Laura scowled at the rocks she clung to so tightly. That sounded outright... logical. She turned around and looked down at the girl, only to snarl. That... stupid smile on her face! No, her being right was unacceptable. Not with an expression like that. They were going to follow her plan and that was final. Narrowing her eyes at Trico, she spat a phrase that would no doubt leave her mouth many times throughout their partnership. [b]"Shut up, Trico."[/b] With that, the girl clung tighter to the mountain side and made haste pulling herself up along the cliff face. This was going to take entirely too long... maybe she could speed it up though.

Gripping the ledge of the cliff and pulling herself up onto a safe haven among the side of the mountain, she glared down at Trico. The bracelets on her wrists clicked to life once more, then needle striking her tattoos and flooding the channels with white dust. The channels began to glow a brilliant white, giving her a rather majestic look as the sour puss stared down the mountainside. [b]"Get up here and get into my arms."[/b] She demanded bossily. [b]"We're going to get up this mountain my way, even if I have to carry you."[/b]