[Action A]
[Waking up in a pod is a new way of getting kidnapped or transported somewhere, though the whole experience of it was brand new and not something she was keen on learning anymore about. A frown crosses her lips as she's wiping herself off with an irritated noise in the back of her throat, hands immediately moving to see what is still on her person once the cleaning had been done. Pistol, a bit of ammo, that seemed more than enough to put her somewhat more at ease than her predicament otherwise would have been.
Of course Elena had the unfortunate experience of being kidnapped previously and every time further enforced certain things in her and this was no different. One hand rested just above where her weapon was tucked away as she finally moved for the exit, far too jumpy to be safe even once realizing she was in a city. Probably not the best time to be encountering new people.]
[Accidental video]
[Hopefully no one minds the screen spinning before settling on the ground, nothing particularly interesting about it.]
How much of this information can you even trust? Seems suspicious but what else is there to really go on? [The voice is more muttered to herself than anything else, but clearly audible.]
... Man, what am I even supposed to do here by myself? [A soft huff of annoyance is heard before the video is going to pitch black before shutting off, probably being shoved into a pocket.]
[Action B]
[The best course of getting any actual reconnaissance in a city setting? Check out the bars and listen into any small conversations or bits and pieces of mutterings from those with looser lips than her's. Which is exactly why she's keeping her head low at the bar top with a mostly untouched class in front of her. At least blond doesn't tend to stick out of a crowd as much as other hair colors, nor does a suit for that matter.]
[Waking up in a pod is a new way of getting kidnapped or transported somewhere, though the whole experience of it was brand new and not something she was keen on learning anymore about. A frown crosses her lips as she's wiping herself off with an irritated noise in the back of her throat, hands immediately moving to see what is still on her person once the cleaning had been done. Pistol, a bit of ammo, that seemed more than enough to put her somewhat more at ease than her predicament otherwise would have been.
Of course Elena had the unfortunate experience of being kidnapped previously and every time further enforced certain things in her and this was no different. One hand rested just above where her weapon was tucked away as she finally moved for the exit, far too jumpy to be safe even once realizing she was in a city. Probably not the best time to be encountering new people.]
[Accidental video]
[Hopefully no one minds the screen spinning before settling on the ground, nothing particularly interesting about it.]
How much of this information can you even trust? Seems suspicious but what else is there to really go on? [The voice is more muttered to herself than anything else, but clearly audible.]
... Man, what am I even supposed to do here by myself? [A soft huff of annoyance is heard before the video is going to pitch black before shutting off, probably being shoved into a pocket.]
[Action B]
[The best course of getting any actual reconnaissance in a city setting? Check out the bars and listen into any small conversations or bits and pieces of mutterings from those with looser lips than her's. Which is exactly why she's keeping her head low at the bar top with a mostly untouched class in front of her. At least blond doesn't tend to stick out of a crowd as much as other hair colors, nor does a suit for that matter.]
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