[color=a187be]"Azai, you wouldn't happen to know where our pick-up point is, would you?"[/color] Felix paused, flitting a bit too close for safety should the pilot be annoyed by her chesire-presense. [color=a187be]"If not, I think it's best you follow us... towards the front so that the rest of the team can help if you run into any trouble."[/color] At news of the death of the third pilot, and the need for immediate rendezous and pickup: Felix physically busied herself with clearing a path in order to shut her mind -her emotions- out. And yet she couldn't shake Azai's odd behavior, showing no prior sign of concern for the other members of her team... But maybe Onies were just like that, shutting out their emotions in order to stay professional. From the corner of her eye she saw the pulsing glow of a plasma-bolt... and managed to duck out of the way as a five foot wide ball of blue superheated-air cleared a swath of trees ahead. Looking down this narrow avenue, she saw Cahreli had managed to test-fire her cannon in a somewhat-useful manner... although she did wish the spider would've warned her, only to remind herself of the little scuffle in the cafeteria... Both were a bit over-confident in the others' ability to dodge each other's shots and trade insults... but ever since they landed she seemed... quiet.