[h1][color=sienna]Ursula Elwyn[/color][/h1]
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[@GingerBoi123]
Ursula returned the smile in kind. This boy seemed rather friendly, and that would be more than okay with her outside in the normal world, but something about being in the Zone and the Nexus situation threw her off. For now, she erred on the side of caution and remained wary of the entire situation. She spoke plainly, tone rather nonchalant, [b]"Nice meetin' you, Mal. I'm partial to being called Ursula, since its my name and all. Hahaha..."[/b] Her laughter weened off into a drawn out whine, a pathetic attempt to bridge the uncomfortable silence. At the mention and showing of his gauntlets, she pondered out loud to him. [b]"Well, if you follow power-lines around, they usually link up to a transformer or a pylon. There are also those sidewalk power boxes that you could probably bust open like a roasted walnut..."[/b] She stopped for a moment to slam her foot on the ground, reporting back with, [b]"As for underground power, may as well be Atlantis to me. No idea where they are. Seems like the power boxes would be your best be-"[/b]

[@Zombehs]
The dying cry of an Aggressor made Ursula turn her head so fast that she could feel the tendons in her neck straining to keep up, skirt whirling excitedly as she swivelled on the spot to assess where it was coming from. A death call meant that more might be on the way soon. Maybe it had something to do with the terrifying goatman, maybe it had found an opponent to go toe-to-toe with. She pointed in the general direction of the noise and looked to her new companion Malcolm. [b]"Oooooooohhhhhh that isn't good. Not good at all. That could be that goat-thing. Could be someone ate some bad enchilada. Sounds a lot like bad enchilada."[/b] With no further word, she moved forward, bare feet kicking up dust as she hopped towards the noise. [b]"We can find you a juice station on the way, or there if we are lucky. Come on, Mal."[/b]