Dane"Infiltration"
That was easier than I expected. Padding silently to a corner, Nina allows her eyes to trace the small amount of blood on the wall across from her. She could tell by its look that it must have been fresh, and judging by the man she had been following, it was likely that he was injured somewhere nearby. She keeps her ears sharp, standing perfectly still so that she could better absorb detail from her surroundings. She thought she could hear a banging in the distance, but it didn't seem to be coming this way. Probably a test subject, she thinks to herself. Moving on, she suddenly hears something else that perks her interest. Footsteps. Hearing a voice, she immediately silences her breathing and listens carefully...
Two people, it seemed. One had been walking towards her, down the hall, and the other apparently stopped him and began pulling him back to their hiding place. Hearing their words across this distance wasn't anything difficult, so she got the gist of the rather short conversation. The middle aged man seemed to think the best course of action was to head for the trams, and also briefly mentioned contamination and some sort of spill outside. Then, the sound of a door opening and closing.
Quickly, Nina turns the corner and quietly dashes to the first door she sees- leading to a supply closet. Ahead in the hallway, she takes note of a suspicious green goop flowing slowly across the floor, glowing strangely in the dimness of the hazard lights. That would be the spill...it doesn't look like it's going to reach here anytime soon.
Confident that the spill wouldn't sneak up on her, she presses her ear carefully to the thin supply closet's door...
He's talking to somebody else, not the person from before, Nina notes. Then suddenly, a loud crashing noise from inside of the room surprises her, followed closely by a yelp of pain.
"Sergeant Karina? Are you alright, ma'am?"
Suddenly, the room seemed alive with voices. She counts them off one by one in her head, all the while listening in on their conversation and movements...
Middle-aged man, calm woman, Aiden, and Sergeant Karina. Aiden knew Karina, and it was through their interactions that Nina realized they weren't an actual organized group. Karina was injured, and this Aiden seemed to be so as well, judging by the fact that he didn't move. He's probably my guy, she thinks to herself.
Now, she sensed a moment of silence, and it was at this moment exactly that she decided to make her move. With careful confidence, she opens the door to the supply closet and takes a few steps inside. She speaks even before letting herself soak in the scene infront of her, and long before anybody would have a chance to jump her-
"Well, if you want your friend here to survive, I would advise against heading towards the trams." She stops there, continuing her casual walk into the crowded supply closet and closing the door behind her. Her calm, piercing gaze lazily drifts across the room, moving across each of the faces contained within with an equal expression of curiosity. Evidently, she had missed a few of the room's occupants in her initial eavesdropping session, as she counted several she had not accounted for. She gives only a slightly amused smile when she lays her eyes on one of the men's injured head, confirming them as the one called Aiden and the one who she had stalked through several corridors.
After a quick, concerned glance in Karina's general direction, Nina gives a gentle smile towards the entire group, finally adding with a casual tone "Crazy day so far, hasn't it been?"