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"Then tell me, love, what would you have me do? Ayx no longer serves me. He might be serving Ora, or, even worse, the force controlling her!"

Xeen nodded.
"We will have other times to fight, love. But, right now, our only option is to retreat and plan."

Minerva pushed the elevator button a few more times, even though it wouldn't make it go faster, it was somewhat of a stress relief. She was sometimes impulsive that way. Her old training officer would have yelled at her over it, but she didn't really care. At some point you stopped caring about those kind of things after you've found out you only have a few weeks left to live.

As the door opened, she walked in, giving a nod to Skye in the corner. Minerva didn't recognize the girl, but the base was filled with strange people these days. Min's blond hair was tied up in a pony tail and smashed beneath a worn cap. Keeping appearances was one of those things people stopped caring about.

She pushed the elevator button to go to the rec room. She was in the mood for some running, swimming, and a general work out.

As the elevator doors closed she finally said, "hi" to the other occupant. Minerva wasn't one for small talk, but she had been making an effort to be nicer these days.

((Bah, was a good post, no worries.))

"What floor you heading for?" Minerva asked. She didn't bother turning around to face the girl. She had gotten her first look, and as unfair is it may sound, that was usually all she ever needed. "Or are you hiding in here from all the crowds?" Min wouldn't blame her if she was, the crowds of refugees out in the upper levels was rather stifling. And when she got stifled she started blowing things up, which was probably not good for the base.

Her thoughts drifted momentarily to the last explosion she had made. When the general found what had happened to his jeep, he would not be happy, he would not be happy at all. It made her smile.

"I'm not headed for any floor actually," Skye replied, "and you're right, I'm more or less avoiding the crowds. I can handle 3 to 4 people at once, but any more than that and I can't hear myself think." She shifted slightly as the elevator jerked to a stop at one floor, then kept going. She'd noticed that once every 5 or so minutes it did that, for apparently no reason. A bug in the system perhaps...she thought blankly. At least they have working elevators, I hate having to climb up and down the shafts when the damn things get stuck or break. Technically she'd only had to do both actions once, but once had been more than enough.

[[Thanks.]]

"I wonder if Amanda had any relatives."He said examining the door. A Group people of nearby caught his eye. "Excuse me...... would any of you by chance be able to help me out. All the sudden his legs gave out and he fell on his back. "Damn!" he still held on to Amanda, she seemed alright. Marcos sighed. "can someone please help me? I've fallen and I can't get up." he looked at Amanda once more. "It may help some if shes taken off my chest. It's just little hard to breathe."

((welcome))

"So basically hiding away in a moving closet hmm?" Minerva chuckled, "What's your name, kid?" She liked the girl's blunt honesty, it amused her. She wondered absently how the girl could handle a gun. Min glanced back again. Minerva's face was strong boned, but in a pretty way. She never bothered with make-up, but she had decent enough coloring to make up [ rofl ] for it. As the elevator jerked a second time, Minerva paused, a line of blood slowly ran down from her nose. Her face paled, and she fell back against the elevator wall, fighting to keep from passing out.