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[hr][center][i][b]• In the Fields •[/b][/i][/center][hr]
Mallory's short conversation was rudely interrupted when the sound of a gunshot ripped through the air, and the girl nearly jumped out of her deathly pale skin. Her head snapped towards the source of the noise, and for a while she was only able to hear the sounds of her teammates' exhales and the faint, disappearing rustles of whatever had been in her group's company.

Then another loud, obnoxious shriek rang in her head, and Mallory stumbled back. It was Professor Brovak, who appeared to be very amused at the foolish actions of another group. Someone had gotten shot, someone had just [i]died[/i], and the Professor seemed to be in unusually high spirits about it. Mallory was shocked, shocked about the accidental death and shocked by the Professor's reaction, but at this point she was simply far too confused and disoriented to understand the entire situation. A part of her showed some understanding for the Professor's amusement however, because quite frankly, shooting yourself in the head or getting accidentally shot by your teammate is not exactly the greatest way to go.

Then Brovak calmed down, and mentioned that [i]'they're looking a little hungry'[/i]. Mallory went silent for a few seconds again, seemingly in deep thought, and later pivoted on her heel towards the direction where she could see the town buildings. She began to walk in that direction.

[b]“[color=mediumpurple]Well, it probably is best that we get going then. Damn, I guess we really shouldn't have even wasted a second out in here. Perhaps there'll be a more appropriate time for you guys to see my special fire displays.[/color]”[/b]

Turning around to face her teammates, Mallory flashed her usual cheeky smile. [b]“[color=mediumpurple]But that doesn't mean we can't walk and talk about plans! We'll need something decided before we become the next ones to get shot in the head. And it probably won't be an accident this time.[/color]”[/b]

Mallory turned back towards the direction she was walking in with her combat knife in hand, hoping her teammates - and only her teammates - would soon follow. She also hoped that they wouldn't walk right beside her at this moment, because the overwhelming storm of worry and paranoia she felt probably wasn't making her face look at all calm.

It was the first time Mallory had felt so alert and on edge, and most likely, it wouldn't be the last.

[@HeartlessNobody] [@GrafRoy Zeppeli]