[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/qFC355N.png?2[/img][/center][hr][hr][right][sub][color=1a7b30][b]Location:[/b] The Crows' Nest[/color]     [color=A9A9A9]//[/color]     [color=007236][b]Date:[/b] February 25, 2057[/color]     [color=A9A9A9]//[/color]     [color=00746b][b]Time:[/b] 8:55[/color]     [color=A9A9A9]//[/color]     [color=0076a3][b]Interactions:[/b] Vincent, Akaia, Poppy, Indigo[/color][/sub][/right][hr][hr]
Lysandra had been surprised to be among those chosen to leave the Crows' Nest. Strictly speaking, it made little sense given that she could be of far more use at her work table than out in the field. She'd be out there again, though, doing something new, seeing a new place and people she hadn't met before.

By the time that the alarm went off, Lys was already heading out the door. She had assumed and made an ass of 'u' and 'me'. She had equipment to prep, things to pack, the mistle to check, and projects to tuck safely away. The sound only made her hurry even more. Scrubbing speed with her gloved palms, she pulled up to her door, opened it, and raced inside. In seconds, her headset was on and Guardian's controller was in her lap. The drone burst out of its cubby on the rooftop and then its cameras were her eyes.

Below, Vincent had burst through a window for reasons unknown. [color=7FFFD4][i]Idiot,[/i][/color] Lys thought. Akaia popped her head out and... then right back in. Poppy appeared. 

Standing in front of the Crows' Nest was a tall, shaggy vagrant who... was not a Lost, at least. They had people like this come by from time to time, either begging for blood beads or trying to steal them. If this one was a thief then he - [color=7FFFD4][i]or [b]she[/b]?[/i][/color] Lys wondered - was not a very good one. She kept her fingers light on the controller and kept Guardian moving, well away from any structures, the drone's weapons systems aimed and ready. You never knew what kind of abilities Revenants might have and this one had somehow made it past the outer layer of sensors undetected. Vincent was already asking questions, so she decided not to. [color=7FFFD4][b]"What he said: your name and your business here,"[/b][/color] she demanded into her headset's mic. Guardian's speakers repeated it. [color=7FFFD4][b]"I'm glad this thing can't smell."[/b][/color]
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