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Lillian ran. She'd hardly ever ran so fast as she did today. Following the directions, she raided the... Security locker? Secret stash? She really didn't know what to call it, and there wasn't any time to worry about it.

Strapping the combat rifle to her back, she set back off towards the others with the pistol and grenade in hand.

She'd never fired a gun before, but she knew how to use the grenade. And guns weren't hard, right? They used them in movies all the time, and she'd seen the troopers use them before. Well, hold them. The one thing she'd noticed with the troopers compared to real life, however, was that they kept their fingers actually off the trigger unless they were actively using the gun. Like when they'd arrested the Rockers. She mimicked that as she ran.

[Color=pink]"Decoy, what's the ammo in these? Rubber or live?"[/color] she asked quietly.

[Color=cyan]"Experimental containment foam rounds."[/color]

Well, that was a surprise. She nodded to herself, gripping the pistol more securely.

As she neared the battle zone again, she slowed down. Making sure she wasn't making too much noise, she'd arguably be impossible to hear except through enhanced senses like her own.

As she neared the hole she'd made, she readied the grenade. Protean was breathing heavily she could hear, and she'd caught mention of something about a Father.

As she came to the hole, she acted. Darting into the room, she tossed the grenade, activating it's mechanism, and aimed towards the space between Protean and the wall. If she timed it right, it would activate without risking going too far and catching her friends.

Immediately after letting go of the grenade, she pulled back her other hand and threw the gun, safety on, as hard as she could towards Kens' hiding place. She couldn't leave any asset unused here. And she could smell the gunpowder. He'd shot something recently, she was sure of it. He could make use of that pistol.

Once the pistol left her hands, she pulled the assault rifle around. It was big, odd to handle for an inexperienced kid like herself, but she did the best she could. She took aim at Protean and she aimed low. Even if she missed she'd just be hitting the floor.

She flipped the safety off and pulled the trigger.