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Demmy
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Tequila nodded, slightly, typing furiously on the computer. "They seem to be on the far side. How strange," she mused only for a moment, though as she continued to work. Pausing when he had spoken to her, she glanced over to Anton and smiled slightly. "That won't be necessary," she mumbled, revealing the numerous knives around her waist. "My father was a martial arts teacher." She winced, grabbing onto the chair for support as the machine flew through the air. "You are fucking idiots," she growled, standing once they had stopped and somewhat leaning out of the door when they was spoken to by Lucas. Liquid nitrogen was good, but how well they work would depend on what situation they were getting themselves into. That was when it hit her, literally. The rain was starting to fall and she frowned, looking up. Just perfect. As Hisashi called out, she jumped back from the doorway to allow the others to get into the vehicle.