Taking a steadying breath she pulls herself out of her cover of the air vent, landing with a heavy thud on the metal ground as the sound of the approaching footsteps stumble to a halt. A small group of soldiers dressed in black and red- suits similar to hers but of a distinct style wait for her at the end of the hallway. Two have matching smiley faces on their chest plates, one has long blonde hair slipping out of her helmet, and the others...they move as one because they're forced to, sewn together by flesh and metal. All of their heads turn to Connie as soon as she appears, and with a roar that is part scream, part gurgling howl, they charge for her.
Even with the suit heavy around her, Connie spins on her heel and runs
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"S'alright. Just like the good old days then."
Taking a steadying breath she pulls herself out of her cover of the air vent, landing with a heavy thud on the metal ground as the sound of the approaching footsteps stumble to a halt. A small group of soldiers dressed in black and red- suits similar to hers but of a distinct style wait for her at the end of the hallway. Two have matching smiley faces on their chest plates, one has long blonde hair slipping out of her helmet, and the others...they move as one because they're forced to, sewn together by flesh and metal. All of their heads turn to Connie as soon as she appears, and with a roar that is part scream, part gurgling howl, they charge for her.
Even with the suit heavy around her, Connie spins on her heel and runs