Boy you've got to see what tomorrow brings. Who: Dale and Lee What: Patrolling the grounds When: Night before the Washington team leaves Where: Grounds of the institute Warnings: Probably a few curse words, but pretty mild. Status: Closed; In Progress
This was not how Lee had expected her second month at the institute to go. Granted, this probably wasn't how anyone had expected things to go, yet here they were. The grounds were still covered in a thick fog, but with all the tension and electricity in the air, the space around Lee was distorted and charged in a sort of bubble. That made it easier to see a few feet in front of her at least. The suit stuck to her like a second skin, and she unzipped it a bit to try and get some air flow going through it.
She heard someone on the steps behind her and nearly jumped out of her skin. She had to restrain herself from expanding the bubble and knocking whoever it was flat on their ass, since she had thought she was patrolling the back half of the institute alone tonight. She stood and faced the large man walking towards her, and read his signature, "What are you doin' out here Dale?"