Nikita crosses the perimeter and makes for the nearest tree, skins around behind it, and waits. Breaking into secured facilities is always like this. Hurry up, then wait for the guards to pass, then hurry, then hide - even with a map and a QB, it's a lot of this. Without it, she's got intelligence and instincts.
Even though it hurts to breathe if she thinks about the voices not in her ear guiding her through, she feels good. Strong. This is the clearest she's felt since Jason found her. Clearer than when she helped Julie, who she needs to check up on to keep her promise. This is something she knows how to do. It's familiar, even if she's going insane.
After four minutes (not five, and the next time will be seven, mix it up, don't stick to a pattern), she stretches out her legs and sprints a quarter mile to another big tree, puts her back against it and waits while she catches her breath. Six minutes, six and a half, no one's coming, no one--
She turns her head at the snap of a twig. It's a toothy lizard thing the size of a small dog. "Great," she says out loud. "My luck whatever they're hiding is actually being guarded by genetically engineered miniature-dinosaurs."
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Date: 2012-06-13 05:46 am (UTC)From:Even though it hurts to breathe if she thinks about the voices not in her ear guiding her through, she feels good. Strong. This is the clearest she's felt since Jason found her. Clearer than when she helped Julie, who she needs to check up on to keep her promise. This is something she knows how to do. It's familiar, even if she's going insane.
After four minutes (not five, and the next time will be seven, mix it up, don't stick to a pattern), she stretches out her legs and sprints a quarter mile to another big tree, puts her back against it and waits while she catches her breath. Six minutes, six and a half, no one's coming, no one--
She turns her head at the snap of a twig. It's a toothy lizard thing the size of a small dog. "Great," she says out loud. "My luck whatever they're hiding is actually being guarded by genetically engineered miniature-dinosaurs."