Angelica hadn't made it far from her starting point, mainly because she kept looking around, and was trying to watch her own back. It was difficult when you didn't have someone doing that for you. Either that or she'd gotten spoiled from working with partners that would watch her back. She didn't know where the hell she was, and she didn't know what sort of space she was in. From what she could tell, it was open, though. The fog could just be making it seem that way.
When the redhead hear the voice and recognized it as female she sucked in a breath and kept her gun at a lower level, bringing the flashlight upward, and pointed in the same direction to help whoever it was that had called out and spoken to her. The voice was distinctly feminine and with a hint of authority, but Angelica didn't really care either way. She didn't listen to her superiors at work, or anywhere else much unless she had to.
When a tiny woman broke through the fog, carrying....blankets, Angelica lifted an eyebrow curiously, but nodded.
"Hi..."
She was about to say more, but the woman freezing, eyes fixed on the gun, Angelica figured it out. She adjusted the gun with one hand, flicking off the flashlight and shoving it into her pocket. After she did that she flipped on the safety, being sure the gun was pointed in the air and not at the other woman as a precaution and to make her feel better.
"I'm not going to shoot you, don't worry."
Angelica rolled her eyes as she lifted up her pant leg and fitted the gun back where it belonged, holding her hands up, showing that they were empty when she came back up.
"Where the hell are we and what's going on?"
She asked looking around, her body still tense, but her hands at her sides as she peered around, listening.