[b][color=#96D883]Name:[/color] Lapin Delacroix[/b]
[b][color=#96D883]Role:[/color] SOLDIER 2[/b]
[b][color=#96D883]Location:[/color] Sleeping Forest[/b]
[b][color=#96D883]Tags:[/color] [@Renny][/b]
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Lapin certainly didn't expect Beryl to place his hand on her shoulder, but the emotional support it gave her was exactly what she needed.  She placed her free hand upon his and listened to his words.  She nodded her head and replied, [color=#96d833][b]"I appreciate the sentiment."[/b][/color]  After a brief pause, she added, [color=#96d833][b]"I, too, wonder what was in the briefcase, that AVALANCHE would want it so badly."[/b][/color]  She looked around and added, [color=#96d833][b]"I agree; going around in circles isn't doing anyone any good.  Especially not Rowan.  Wherever he is, he may be trying to find his way back to us.  At least...I hope so.  Let's return to the base.  I'll take whatever...'flak', or 'heat' I suppose, is coming my way.  You all are my responsibility."[/b][/color]

With those simple words, she turned and started heading back into the base, looking as poised as always.
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[b][color=2E2EFE]Name:[/color] Landon Milonas[/b]
[b][color=2e2efe]Role:[/color] Turk[/b]
[b][color=2e2efe]Location:[/color] Junon Residential District[/b]
[b][color=2e2efe]Tags:[/color] [@Tenma Tendo], [@Fuzzybootz][/b]
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They had to be getting close.  After Penn's announcement that they knew where the hacker was, the poor sap was going to be cornered any minute.

As he dashed across the rooftops, he caught sight of something on the ground.  At first he thought it was The Boss, but he quickly noticed that the figure didn't have The Boss' trademark hat.  Was it the hacker?  Seeing a fire escape up ahead, he leapt down onto it and shimmied down the stairs to make it to surface level, leaping down the last few feet to the ground.  Without missing a beat, he started to dash toward the figure still a ways off in the distance.  He was about to call out to the girl, but he caught himself.  The Boss had made a point to tell him to not always be goin' off half-cocked.  He was a Turk, dammit, and there was a certain 'finesse' to his trade.

And so, he continued running, trying not to make a sound.