[b][color=#96D883]Name:[/color] Lapin Delacroix[/b]
[b][color=#96D883]Role:[/color] SOLDIER 2[/b]
[b][color=#96D883]Location:[/color] Bone Village[/b]
[b][color=#96D883]Tags:[/color] [@Sarcelle Renard] [@Renny][/b]
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It was the same moment that Lapin heard footsteps approaching that she saw Rowan from her peripheral vision.  She tensed up, expecting him to whine at her about his post or some nonsense.  To her surprise, however, he seemed sympathetic to her...in his own sarcastic way.  A way that she would only have tolerated from someone she had known since childhood.  

In an instant, she had visions of a social event that they had both attended as preteens.  Much like right now, they had been both bored to death.  Only this time, instead of ambient, inoffensive music and humdrum conversations, the background noise was the sounds of picks and dirt being moved about.  It seemed like such a long time ago…

As she turned to face him, a flash of annoyance crossed her face when she noticed he wasn’t wearing his helmet, but still being awash in childhood memories, she smirked at her charge.  [color=#96D883][b]"Well, they’ve ‘narrowed’ their search, but honestly, I think he said that just to get me to leave.”[/b][/color]  She huffed in a way that Rowan would’ve recognized, since he had often been on the receiving end of such an expression.  [color=#96D883][b]“If I were in charge of this operation, we would’ve already found what we were looking for and be on our way home.”[/b][/color]  She frowned and glanced downward for a few moments, before straightening up and taking a more authoritative tone.  [color=#96D883][b]“Put on your helmet and walk with me.”[/b][/color]

As she started to walk, under her breath, but loud enough for him to hear, she huffed, [color=#96D883][b]“Honestly, Rowan, have some professionalism.”[/b][/color]  Then, more quietly, she added, [color=#96D883][b]“We all know your hair looks nice, but you’re a SOLDIER.”[/b][/color]

She didn’t have a particular destination in mind, so she strode over to the nearest dig site and watched the diggers as they did their work.  [color=#96D883][b]“I get that the men want something to do other than do the same patrols over and over again.”[/b][/color]  The tone of her voice had lost the authority it previously had, and had now taken a tone that would’ve suggested to her other soldiers that maybe she was human after all.  [color=#96D883][b]“Unfortunately, I’m at the mercy of the Science Team.”[/b][/color]  She absently kicked a small pebble.  [color=#96D883][b]“Patrolling the slums of Midgar was better than this.”[/b][/color]  She leaned back on her heels and put her hands on her hips as she glanced skyward.  [color=#96D883][b]“I like to think you’re my ‘man on the inside.’  How is morale right now?”[/b][/color]  This wasn’t exactly something that consumed Lapin’s thoughts, but she wanted to make small talk with her old frenemy, just to keep her mind occupied until either the Science Team found what they were looking for, or the AVALANCHE members revealed themselves...or more likely, both.