[h3][color=6ecff6]Perry Manfoosah[/color][/h3][u]Dilapidated Tenement[/u] [hr]Cold nights were a familiar feeling, as the deserts in Vacuo would quickly go from one extreme to another, and lose their heat after the sun fell. What Vale had over the desert was the unbearable, raunchy humidity from the neighboring sea. The atmosphere was only further bogged down by the smog generated by the local industry, and the mood even more soured by the nature of their mission. Perhaps there were some things to enjoy about the big city, but this certainly wasn't one of them. At one end of the shack they resided in was their contact, Lieutenant Colonel Malachus. On either side of her were other huntsmen and huntresses. The colonel himself Perry briefly read up on so she could at least know who she was supposed to meet. She didn't know it before today, but apparently Malachus was a fairly big deal. It would seem that might have gotten to his head as he looked at the hunters in front of him with disinterested appraisal.

Perry just sent her best friend, Meral, a text on her Scroll, then pocketing it away for good before their mission started. It was simple and brief, but it was enough to let her know that she was still okay and that she had her on her mind.

[color=6ecff6][i]“Good luck tonight!”[/i][/color]

In all honesty, Perry wished she would have the same luck she wished upon Meral tonight, who would be performing in a peace display in the middle of Atlas. A significantly profound honor, and Perry was incredibly proud of her, but Perry's mission - their mission - was to stop a bomb from killing hundreds of people. [i]Hundreds.[/i] Whatever these terrorists had in store for them must have been pretty big, and whoever was behind this must have been resourceful. It wouldn't be easy by any means, but Perry didn't come this far as an accomplished huntress by being incompetent or giving up. The girl beside her had a nice, long looking rifle. Long-ranged support would be immensely appreciated, and Perry, as an engineer, had the chance of knowing how to defuse whatever bomb they're escorting. The others? Well, Perry didn't know what to expect from them. She just hoped that they were capable of pulling their weight. She'd normally be more receptive to her colleagues, but there was far too much at stake here.

That also meant she was wracking her brain with multitudes of outcomes that could happen if she were to fail. One of her index fingers were twitching restlessly, having just downed a cup of red-eye not too long ago. One of her feet were tapping the floorboards. Her other hand was picking at her own nails.

She just had to keep her head in the game. Perry looked at their contact and shook her head.

[color=6ecff6]“We knew the risks when we first enlisted, Lieutenant Colonel.”[/color] Perry said assuredly. Her head dipped a little, apparently having already come to terms with this very sobering mission she accepted. [color=6ecff6]“I am not going to turn tail now, especially not when there are hundreds of people at risk... whatever must be done to stop this disaster must be done.”[/color]

There was a break in the oppressive atmosphere of the room as Perry managed to twitch wide a smile.

[color=6ecff6]“That being said, it's an honor to be able to work with you!”[/color]