Welcome to Gaia! ::

The card disappeared, slipped into her bag with a sleight of hand that suggested a high probability of theft in her history. Enough for the muscle memory to be there, at least - it was an more reflexive an action than a conscious one.

She was almost startled into awareness of what she was doing when static rose over her headset, but her mind was abuzz with the possibility of finding the server towers that were being discussed over the frequency, and all of that energy and excitement swelled towards its topmost extremity when Mark very suddenly returned from his unexplained absence.

"Rogue Leader," she laughed in relief. Apparently, she didn't share Lucky's patience for his 'injuries', or just wasn't humoring them in the same way that he was: instead of waiting to touch him, she nearly flung herself at him.

What followed, if Mark accurately played his part as the hero of the story, was exactly the sort of thing that one might expect in one of the movies that they had been mimicking: the wounded hero had barely survived, but arrived just in time to claim a dramatic and triumphant victory, winning the intimate affections of his Female Companion and the admiration of his sidekick (a relative of Female Companion). Ignoring the pain of her own injuries, Caroline wrapped her arms around him and attempted to give him a kiss that would definitely count as hitting first base, a movie-worthy gesture that only the adrenaline of surviving a near-death experience together could offer.

Lucky felt like he was a witness to a two-person train wreck, with all the associated shock and horror.

He immediately froze up at Mark's request. "What - why would I - no -"

It took him a more few seconds to realize he should probably do something other than stare and regret the life choices that had brought him here. He patted down his pockets as if he'd lost something, then motioned at Caroline with a bloody gloved hand. "The card key - give him the card key -"