[color=9e0039]CORRINE DOOLAK[/color] - Vertibird wreckage -- night

The one thing that kept her putting one foot in front of the other, through the brush, fog, chill, and low light, was clinging to how sweetly and tenderly Steve had wiped her blood off of her forehead.  Every time a haunted thought of the abnormal angler entered her mind, she pushed it away, to think of that single moment.  It seemed they had made the right call in continuing to the wreckage instead of trying to go back to town, as it truly was not too far from where they'd been confronted.  

Well.  It [i]seemed[/i] like it.  The mangled mess of metal and downed trees was crawling with cultists.  The group stuck to the shadows to observe the cult before proceeding.  Corrine squinted into the darkness.  The cultists were combing through the wreckage, but gathering nothing.

“Well if we are want the brotherhood gear looks like we are gonna have to fight for it.” James whispered to the group “don’t seem to have noticed us yet so we could attempt to sneak around and fire on them from all sides... Loud but should get the job done quick. ” 

"You're kidding?" Corrine hissed.  "There's at least four of them, plus the leader, and the gulper -- and [i]please[/i] trust me when I say they are stronger than they look -- even if we take out one or two before they see us, we're still outnumbered."

“Or...” James added on, “since I’m injured I could run out, act like fish face just attacked me and ask for help, make a big show out of it. Assuming they don’t just attempt to shot at me on sight whilst they are distracted dealing with me you can sneak up and take them out quietly or hell maybe even try to capture them.” 

"Who do ya think yer talkin' to?  Because I ain't actually [i]shot[/i] a gun before and last I checked, ammo was limited."  She looked between Castner, James, then Steve.  "They think the Brotherhood were scoutin' the place out, and are lookin' for survivors to take back to their base.  The Nucleus.  That means they've done something with...or, to...the Children of Atom."  Corrine shook her head, sadly.  "We can pose as Brotherhood, all of us, and just let ourselves be captured, get into the heart of the cult and find some way to...you know...make it explode.  It's a pre-war nuclear sub.  We'd save the town, at least."  She swallowed.  "Not sure we stay alive for many more hours, otherwise, considering our condition and their numbers."

Corrine stopped speaking, but rest her gaze finally on Steve, trying to read his reaction from his face.