[hr][center][h1][color=darkcyan]Lindy Carlson ~ Project Medusa[/color][/h1][/center][hr]
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The boy whose foot Lindy had stepped on spun round, staring. Cringing at the look of shock as he noticed the snakes, she withdrew them into her hood once more. [color=darkcyan]"N-No, no need to apologise,"[/color] she replied, her voice barely a whisper. [color=darkcyan]"I'm the one who should have looked. As you just saw, I, uh, don't really have an excuse not to look all around."[/color] She cast her eyes - her uncovered, human ones - downwards.

Hearing a giggle, glimpsing movement, she looked up. A Zasshu girl sailed overhead on striking white moth wings, landing in front of the group with a dance-like twirl. The kind of confidence Lindy only wished she could muster. She hunched her shoulders as the moth girl spoke up - of course that hadn't been the start to the meeting the other Zasshu had expected. The warm grin that followed, though, took the edge off Lindy's nerves. A tiny smile even pulled at her lips at the girl's nickname for the operative.

If the others were this friendly, maybe this wouldn't be so bad.