αℓєχ υ∂ιησν ஜ knows how to live with the pain (russiandoll) wrote in hellascenes, |
Alex was doing her best to deal with being here. For the moment, there didn't seem to be anything that anyone could do about it. This was how it was. Accepting that was better than spending energy fighting something that was truly impossible for now. She didn't want to be here. Her being here did absolutely no good for Nikita, but she would get out of this place. They all would. They had to. This would not be Alex's life. Not for very long, anyway.
Alex looked around a bit. This place just had a really creepy vibe. They had no idea what could be lurking out there, in the dark. Or Alex didn't. Mitchell might know better. Alex didn't really know him too well. But he'd offered to go with her, and the supposed slayers were pretty adamant on there being a buddy system. If they ran into trouble, she was sure she could keep them safe. At least, pretty sure. Reasonably sure.
She had no idea that Mitchell was anything other than human. He certainly didn't look different. She had no reason to suspect anything. In fact, Alex thought if Mitchell did have less than savory intentions, she could take him down. People were always underestimating her, based on her size and non-threatening appearance. That was a mistake, but it was one she could use to her own advantage.
"I know, I've heard." Alex said, looking at him. "But I can take care of myself. And don't worry, if something big and nasty comes along, I'll protect you too." Because hell no, she wasn't just some damsel in distress. Alex was a survivor, always had been.