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Lucie took a deep breath.

The sign she was hiding behind was surprisingly being more resilient than she would have initially assumed it would be. Either that, or the robots were just terribly bad shots. Either possibility, Lucie is getting hit by stray bullets a lot less than the Frenchwoman honestly should be given her current predicament. That doesn't mean she was in a sustainable position. Far from it, actually.

A ticket booth was slightly up ahead. Much more stable of a piece of cover than the sign. Lucie knew she had to forward to get behind something that can actually stop bullets aimed at her. She hurridly reached for the case of grenades at her hips, and pulled out a smoke grenade. Flashbangs would be less than useful versus mechanical targets, so she needed something that would block their line of sight as she pushed forward. 

The MAVERICK agent bit the pin off the smoke grenade, before gently rolling it slightly in front of her planned route. Lucie immediately ducked back into cover, groaning after hearing a bullet whizz just past her ears. In what felt like an enternity, the Frenchwoman waited as smoke bellowed from the container, breaking the robot's line of sight. Now it was her time to make a run for it.

Lucie sprinted as fast as she could forward, taking a few potshots at the last known location of some of the robots before she too lost line of sight due to walking behind the cloud of smoke. She reached for another grenade, this time a fragmentation. Violently pulling the pin, she lobbed it at a location where she guessed there was a bunch of robots. The civilians either were dead or fled, at least as far as Lucie could tell, so... nothing to worry about, right?

The explosion of the grenade should not have been as powerful as it was. Before Lucie realized it, there was dust everywhere, and she was knocked on her back, her gun at her feet. The MAVERICK agent quickly lunged for her rifle, before going to fire bursts at the robots. However, as the dust settled, something far more threatening was in her peripheral vision.

There was a giant pod right in front of her! And not only that, but some metallic insect.... thing... was trying to climb itself out of it! Lucie brought her gun to bear and fired at the robot insect. It didn't seem to react to Lucie, as it just continued to look straight forward as it created a singularity in front of it.

A second later, Lucie yelped as she was lifted off her feet again, straight towards the singularity. She aimed her gun again at the insect's head and tried firing, but all Lucie's effort brought her was the being's glare as she was consumed into the singularity...

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Yeong-Suk was relieved when she saw that her entire crew was in the hotel lobby as she walked in, with all of their equipment intact. While the massacre was a tragedy, the fact that no one she was personally responsible for died in that bloodbath meant there was no way their deaths could be pinned back on her. By tomorrow morning, she'll be on a plane back to Pynongang, and she can forget this mess happened in the first place. Except, of course, when the state turns these events into a propaganda film starring herself, but she can cross that bridge when she gets there. For now, she just wanted to drink soju and finally rest. 

A quick wave of Yeong-Suk's hand dismissed the rest of the posse to their own devices, while she decided to board the elevator to go to her room on the 3rd floor. No way in hell she was going to walk the stairs, she did enough walking around today for her tastes. After punching her number, she leaned back on the wall for support as the elevator slowly made its way up. Some tourist family from god knows what country were couped up with the Korean, visibly worried at the sight of a woman in a North Korean uniform in the same vincity as their children. Yeong-Suk could hear them conversing among each other in whispers, but she couldn't care less on what they thought of her at that moment. The fact that she was finally here was all that mattered.

When Yeong-Suk got to her floor, she quickly left the family behind and entered the hotel room. She placed her hat and gloves on the counter as she opened a cabinet for a bottle of soju. Yeong-Suk swore she heard something outside in the distance as she poured her first shot, but there was nothing immediately obvious when her eyes darted to check the window. With a sigh, the ravenette took the shot. It sounded too far away to concern her, whatever it was. 

Afterwards, Yeong-Suk took off her jacket and tie as she walked towards the remote for the television in her room. If there was any news about the events in the stadium, she wanted to know as soon as possible. With a click of the button, the Korean was greeted to live footage of the stadium; every major network in the Rio market was likely pulling their scheduled content for a special report on the terrorist attack. However, what was being shown surprised even Yeong-Suk; there was some giant metal behemoth that crashed into the lobby, [i]and was sucking up people[/i]. The ravenette glanced at her empty shot glass, before going back to the television.

Yeong-Suk cursed when she realized that this was real, and almost instinctively got up to get another shot after that revelation. 

"Not. my. problem."