[hr][center][sub][color=cecece]DAY 1[/color] [color=ea3333]《》[/color] [color=cecece]STEELWATER [Landing Zone - A][/color] [color=ea3333]《》[/color] [color=cecece]Late Morning[/color] [color=ea3333]《》[/color] [@Exit][/sub][/center][hr][table][row][/row][row][cell][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5384460][img]https://i.imgur.com/mtl26ft.png[/img][/url][color=2e2c2c]▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇[/color][/cell][cell][quote] [color=8d8e8f][color=bca346]"Considering you're out of ammo..."[/color] Christina began, her voice a hint of surprise as she peered into the mouth of the empty magazine. [color=bca346]"...There's not much of a choice."[/color] She tossed the empty clip to the side. [i]This[/i] wasn't supposed to be happening. She wasn't supposed to be making contact with [i]anyone[/i] and she definitely wasn't supposed to be stopping to provide help, especially not for someone as capable as Emilia [i]Lange[/i]. Members of the UDF Guardian corps were well known, some more than others, but Emilia was one of the few easy enough to recognize. Of course when in the heat of the moment and when standing in the shade of a tree, it hadn't immediately registered. But now, thanks to Peter, Christina could see her clearly. Emilia Lange. She had practically flown here. She was an Aeon, same as herself. Same as Peter. [color=bca346][i]...Same as their friend...[/i][/color] Her eyes narrowed. The mission remained the same, but given the fact that whatever her team had run into had wiped them out, it was clear to her that the pieces on the board had changed and the information she needed to finish the job she simply didn't have. An agent of the Guardian Corps of the UDF [i]could[/i] provide her that information, but while Emilie was becoming a thread Christina needed to pull on, the reality of their situation had to come first. Before her mission or her dead friends or the two who were addressing her now, there was the 'why' she was fighting in the first place. [i]That[/i] was not something she could so easily ignore. There would be time to find the answers she needed later and she knew who to talk to to find them. Right now, the child needed her. With a defeated huff, mostly from the shame of having been fooled by a gun with no ammo, Christina got to her feet and nodded, turning to Peter. [color=bca346]"Lead the way."[/color] She shouldered her rifle. Focused as she now was on her new task, the flashes and muted explosions in the distance were brief distractions from the path Peter would take. She kept her eyes on him, Emilia, the girl in her arms and remained vigilant for any movement in the periphery. She'd remain watchful until all four of them reached their destination safely. [/color][/quote][/cell][/row][/table][color=99945e][b]Summary[/b][/color][hr][color=99945e]After being asked to help escort the child, Christina weighs her options but quickly realizes given the circumstances, she only has one. She agrees to Peter's request and moves to follow him to the research station while covering Emilia and the girl from any threats that should find them.[/color]