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AnastiaCrest01
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Arya nodded slightly, taking in the plan, when her mask gave off a shrill beep. "Oh god..... I hate that....No radios this time?" Despite her tone sounded a if she was complaining, she was being completely serious. The beep was so high pitched, it made her ears hurt badly, almost making them bleed. Sometimes her sensitive hearing was a blessing, but most of the time, like right now, it was a curse. She let out a sigh when ignored and looked to the newcomer, slightly irritated with how late he was. They were no longer able to choose which route they'll take, as Kase assigned them to a route (everyone most likely having taken too long to decide), and she left to catch up with the person assigned to her group. Noticing him examining her, she let off a soft growl. "I have a blade or two in my pocket, and keep looking at me like that, I will use it.... I don't care if you're an Underground or Gas Mask.... I may not look like it, but I can handle myself, and if you think I'll slow you down, I'll prove otherwise. Got it?" Her eyes met his evenly, some coldness within the "disinterested" gaze. "Yeah? Well, now that that's cleared up, let's head off, okay?" She rolled her shoulders before looking for a way onto the roofs. She found one quickly, walking over towards it. Climbing the hill, she found herself almost even with a roof and she lightly jumped, climbing on top. She didn't wait to see if Atlas had followed, already heading off where they need to go. Hey, if you can't keep up, you shouldn't be on field, right?