Silana:
The raven haired woman stiffened, wincing from the evident pain. It stung, and it hurt, those claws. She could tell they could hurt... the cold tendrils of fear coursed through her, but she pushed them back. Her struggle died down, and she was in a place where perhaps she could unleash her total (non-)existent powers! But not when claws were for her throat.
Slowly, she nodded her head, awaiting the moment her lips were free to speak through.
Horrigan:Target sighted.The she-claw was tucked down in the alleyway, holding onto a dark haired woman. Frank's footsteps practically thundered in the narrow in-between as he charged in, his hulking frame just shy of becoming wedged. Haluth barely had time to look up when his hand reached over the dumpster, grabbing
it by the head and dragging
it and
its captive over the trash container.
"
I gave you an order," Frank's low growl vibrated the very bones in Haluth's body.
"Master...I..." Haluth gasped, head encased by the armored gauntlet, "I heard...Heard woman plan...Attack! Attack us!"
That gave the meta human pause. His eye lens redirected to the she-claw's captive. Back in the wasteland, he would have laughed at such a notion - he shrugged off plasma rounds, what could such a small civilian do to him? But the Nexus was different, the people unpredictable and unknowable. If there was going to be an ambush, Frank intended to find out about it. The package has yet to reach its final destination; the job still wasn't finished. The contents of the case was being secured inside the designated vehicle inside the warehouse, and from here on out it's an escort job. Frank had a perfect record to maintain.
He let go of Haluth's cranium. "Congratulations, civilian, you get to join us on a walk."
As soon as Haluth released her hold, Horrigan got into the dark haired woman's face, "You try to run, call for help,
anything that would even mildly annoy me, I will fill your ass with lead. Understand?"
