Katniss + Kate Bishop + OTA
Maybe screams could be an indication of something happening, or maybe something was happening too quickly for others to realize that it was even occurring.
"Not really," she admitted, "but there's a chance that we may be seeing people, ones like us, I mean, not under control of their bodies. Possessed, I guess, is the word." Figuring that manning their rooftop vantage point wasn't really a two person job, Kate walked over to the edge and started to make her way back down. "I'm just going to check, and then I'll be right back."
She hadn't even taken two steps on the ground when all of a sudden a blonde girl was coming out of the building, her eyes wide and unfocused. Kate drew her weapon up again, bowstring taut and ready, not yet ready to assume the worst about the woman despite what she'd just told Katniss. "I didn't see you among the rest of the group," she tried, standing her ground and assuming she could hold her off just in case due to the distance between them.