[hr][center][h1][color=darkcyan]Lindy Carlson ~ Project Medusa[/color][/h1][/center][hr]
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Lindy shivered, not just from the wave of cold. Admittedly, that was bad enough, the draft the open hatch let in stinging her skin even though her thick clothes. What set her on edge even more, though, was the duty ahead of her, and of the eight other Zasshu. Tenshi signals hummed all around her, bringing back memories of that day five years ago. There was no reason to fear the others, they were human just like her, she knew that - but it wasn't them she was wary of. It was herself, and what could happen if she couldn't cope with the upcoming mission.

She pulled up the large hood of her jacket, curling the serpentine appendages that protruded from her head into it. Partly to shield them from the cold, and partly because the gesture felt like keeping her Archon side under control. As weird as it was not to be able to see all around her like this, hopefully she and the others would be somewhere warm soon.

Her only reply to Akane's introduction was a small smile. With a deep breath of damp-smelling air, she moved to the side so she could see past the Zasshu in front of her, while repeating four words in her mind. [i]Don't mess this up. Don't mess this up. Don't mess this up...[/i]

... Only to step on someone's foot. Cringing, she backed away, snake heads peeking out of the hood so as to watch where she was going better this time. [color=darkcyan]"Ah! I-I'm sorry!"[/color]

What a great start to the team-up.