[hr][center][sub][color=cecece]DAY 1[/color] [color=ea3333]《》[/color] [color=cecece]STEELWATER [RD-PRS][/color] [color=ea3333]《》[/color] [color=cecece]After Noon[/color] [color=ea3333]《》[/color] [@Salsa Verde] [@Aeolian] [@Krash][/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]Christina scratched her nose and then raised her hand. [color=bca346]"Hi..."[/color]

She tapped her chest. [color=bca346]"I am the Christina person. You can call me Thena. I don't have uh... whatever group chat you're all plugged into so I didn't get the homework. I'll just have to take your word for it, doc. I'm also letting you all know that I'm tagging along. Your [i]friend[/i]..."[/color] She looked at everyone else in the room. [color=bca346]"Wiped out my team and if what you're saying is true, that probably means they're not... where I left them."[/color]

Christina scratched at the back of her head as her emotions began to fight each other for control. There wasn't just the possibility of her facing her own team again and the sick twisted hand of fate she was being dealt, there was the more pressing worry of her own exposure. [color=bca346]"I probably need to get myself checked out..."[/color] She muttered under her breath. [color=bca346]"... Anyways, I'm not leaving my dirt around for you all to clean up yourselves. If it comes to it, I'll put them down myself. What I really want to know is this: if Benjamin's blood is tainted with this new strain, could he simply be infected too and not actually the source? Because if the answer is yes, then Aeon's can turn and I think we have a bigger problem on our hands. And not just in general, but for the task you're giving us."[/color] She turned to the man who had entered the room last and noticed he had put on his helmet. [color=bca346]"I think I'm going to need one of those. You wouldn't happen to have another, would you?"[/color] She asked.

Science was not Christina's forte but the curiosity instilled in her at birth by an overbearing father never left. It was especially potent now considering her life and the lives of those in the room were at stake. The mission [i]was[/i] dangerous. She understood this better than most after having run into the target already. Any kind opportunity she could find to give them an advantage she had to take. Not to mention, she didn't know anyone on the team and wouldn't be given any time to jell with them. She found the idea of them putting a bullet in the back of her head with little to no sympathy after discovering she was infected, upsetting.

What was even more upsetting was the thought that the bodies of her brothers would not be allowed to rest. All of them were here for a reason, herself included. They believed in what they were doing despite being surrounded by ill intention and the allure of money in a dying world. Now, they were dead off a case of bad intel and a monster the UDF could not or would not control. That sad end should have been the conclusion to their story. Christina could have lived with that. Could have spun a tale for their families preserving some version of the truth and their heroism. But they couldn't rest, so neither could she.

[h1][/h1][/color][/quote][/cell][/row][/table][color=99945e][b]Summary[/b][/color][hr][color=99945e]Christina listens to the brief and considers a question of her own. Meanwhile, she ruminates on the state of her fallen teammates, considering the new information she's been given, and wonders if she too is in danger of becoming infected.[/color]