[hr][center][color=bc8dbf][h1]Frankie Cabrera[/h1][/color][/center][hr]
[b][ Fleetwood Subway Station ][/b]

Frankie was caught off guard by Khaliya’s low, even-toned voice over the comm once again, realizing a moment later that the Paladin was responding to the girl’s comment about the uncomfortable radiation suit. And what was even more surprising, the soldier’s offer of her own suit, which made the young medic make a weird face as though that was the most ridiculous thing she’d heard. The truth was, she was somewhat intimidated by the woman, by her position, the hulking power armor, and frankly not quite ready to start exchanging clothes with a stranger, regardless of similar stature.

“Um.” She cleared her throat as a slight nervous chuckle escaped, feeling a little awkward at the previous -and unintentional- broadcast into the open channel of the radio. “Thanks, but I think I'll be fine, ma’am. Like you said, they're ‘not built for comfort’.”  The sheepish grin still plastered on her face was, of course, lost to those not standing directly in front of her, hidden mostly by the suit’s protective helmet.

The young girl surveyed the surroundings, trying to keep her mind occupied and focused enough on the journey, without having to worry about such trivial matters as “wardrobe malfunction”. Without admitting it though, she was part excited and part afraid, but it was fear of the [i]unknown[/i] that always seemed to break a person down more than being aware. If fear gave a person wings, then she should already being flying her skinny ass out of there, but that wasn't why she was summoned to the group. She had a gift to heal, and while she may be terrible at calming her own nerves, she’d make damn sure that everyone else was taken care of. 

[i]There was always the pain killers...[/i]

Frankie sighed when Khaliya mentioned how much further they'd have to go. Sure, what was another couple of miles in the grand scheme of things? They most likely had several miles to cover before reaching their destination. If there even was a destination.

[i]Just breathe.[/i] She mentally repeated a few times, knowing that the helmet radio’s channel was open, and she didn't really need to broadcast any of her negative thoughts into voice. No doubt she probably came off like a young, immature, and inexperienced basketcase to most of the group. Like, why the hell is the kid here?? 

Yeah well this [i]kid[/i] will keep your dumbasses from bleed all over the place, and perhaps even long enough to live and tell about it.

A wall? She overheard Khaliya on the comms once again after several moments of silence, as clearly we all heard the odd humming emanating from somewhere. It also sounded like we’d be picking up the pace a bit just to slip past whatever was bugging the Paladin about the mysterious wall.