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Twelve blankly stared at Four through his green goggles. Although her argument seemed logical, he quizzically switched between his weapon to the other weapons and items that everyone else had. “It doesn’t look like we have much variety,” he commented, his tone a mix of sarcasm and disappointment. His eyes widened as D7 with D6 presumably following after him. Rather than stay any longer to chat with the rest of the group, he hastily scooped up his things with one arm and scurried after them. “W-Wait up, you guys!”

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Delta Nine wasn't feeling particularly daring or headstrong unlike the first group that had left. She much preferred to follow a well-thought out plan of action, and with a glance towards Delta Eight, she shrugged. Well-thought out plans were non-existant here, it seemed. "Live every moment as if it's your last never appealed to me much," she sniffed, rubbing the heel of her palm against her forehead again. It soothed her to a certain extent. Delta Nine was clearly not happy. "I prefer following a plan..." The last came out as a reedy whine.

"However these circumstances call for action ... I guess." Holding her sack of belongings to her chest, Delta Nine took a deep breath. At least she wasn't stuck with a pair of nun-chucks, for crying out loud.

"I think the sooner we leave, the better," she said to nobody in particular though her eyes were on Delta Eight.

((I'm heading to bed, count me in with D8 & co. and I'll reply in yonder morning hours!!))

"Hmm... well it seems that this D-3 guy wants to go off in a group... so the 4 of us could go off, unless more want to join us. It's more of a gamble right now though... even though only so many of us can survive, who knows what kind of enemies we'll encounter first that will need a larger group." Delta 5 chimed in at over-hearing 11 and 8 talking about pairing off... as well and noticing that 4 or 5 of the others had already left. A slight bit worried about them for a moment before turning her attention back to the rest of the group, didn't do anyone any good to stress out right now.

"I think just keeping calm and having a game plan is best right now... yeah... it's a bad situation, but if we lose our heads, well... we'll end up losing our heads for real."

Ooo! Someone was going and inviting her? How could Eleven refuse! With a delighted hum she strated skipping after Threesy.

"Eleven will come with you! You obviously have the will if your leading a new way!"

Happily Eleven finally left the tent.

((Eleven has left the area!))

Delta Ten had to say, his squad mates sure liked to jump into groups faster than rabbits going at it, and he found it a little irritating, not that he voiced this, nor could anyone see it due to his mask. Well, those three who were so eager to jump together could go if they wanted. He was tempted to join them just to ruin their number projection, but refrained. It might have been amusing, but it wouldn't have been productive. No, he wanted to leave right now and he didn't want to do it alone, if only because it limited his resources.

"That's right," He said with some amusement, but also with honesty, "Eye on the prize, Eleven." Very few people seemed to get that, that they were working for something, something pretty damn important. It was worth dying for, supposedly, and maybe no one else was motivated by this, but he wanted to get to the end. And he didn't want to be held back by sissy Sallys and worrying Wilbers. And as much as D-3's cheer went against some sort of instinctual personality preference he had, he had to say the guy was practical. Plus, he seemed to be willing to what he needed to. Well, at least that was the impression Delta Ten got. If he was wrong, he'd probably find out soon enough.

"Well, that seems fine enough to me. I want to get out of here," Delta Ten said simply and then went off after the three, not caring if he had been 'uninvited' compared to two other of their squad-mates. He wanted to survive, not be liked. Right now that meant moving and sticking with people who had some damn common sense.

(( Exit post, Delta Ten has left ))

Delta Nine, though she wasn't pleased with being stuck with Delta Three and Delta Eleven (seriously, how was he so chipper and why did she insist on talking in the third person), at least someone had taken control.

She certainly wasn't going to. No, she'd be fine with just sitting here and waiting for ... well, she wasn't sure what she'd be waiting for, but she would be happy to do so.

On the other hand... if Eight was going with Three, well... she would go where the bandages went.

Inhaling deeply, Delta Nine left after Delta Three.

[[Exiting thread]]

It seemed Three and Eleven were with him, somehow he was sure that in part was due to the extra bandages he had. He should feel used, he sort of even did, but he knew if it weren't this sort of life and death situation he would be really upset by being used.

As it was he didn't though. Instead he waited to see what would happen, if anyone else would join he, eleven and three.

Finally he headed out, not knowing if they were being followed.

(exit post. Really wondering who is with us.)