SNIPER.

   “ So, I’ve been thinking. ”

     It’s a statement that has never boded well -- not for North, at least. Especially when      it comes from South, but he’s not South, so maybe this won’t go over too badly. Maybe.

                  ❝ – Hey to you, too. ❞ 

she’s as alert as ever, responsive and reactive in ways that her position demands of her. quickly do her ears pick up the slight urgency - and here she might debate, question silently – slight? her eyes fall attentively to the other freelancer, and unbeknownst to her her posture straightens as well; her figure speaks a language of its own, one any person is sure to pick up. 

                                                      ❝ What’s up? ❞

     A piece of him wants to say that it’s THETA that’s making him anxious.      Sleepless nights are common --- he spends a lot of time wandering around      the MOI, walking until his legs won’t carry him. Careful and caring eyes rest      on the other; he sighs.

     “ HEY. You got a ‘sec? ”