In-country with Fiona -- procuring weapons

[song_tra_bong]

They haven't been walking for too long when the rain finally begins to lessen. Mary Anne doesn't wait for it to stop, just yanks the suffocating poncho off and stuffs it halfway into her bag. She'd rather be slightly wet than spend any more time in that oversized garbage bag.

She sighs in relief and pauses to reorient herself. She thinks there may be something off to the north-east, but with the rain still falling it's hard to tell. Could just be water in the leaves. Maybe something else.

She puts it to the back of her mind, turning instead to face Fiona. "How do you like it so far?"

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[song_tra_bong]

With the machete clean, she starts searching the man's pockets and gear.

"Pretty decent. What I can't see, I can usually hear."

The senses learn to compensate when you like working at night.

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

A little smile, and she brushes a lock of her hair away from her face (leaving some more blood on her face, not that she notices).

"Excellent."

[song_tra_bong]

Mary Anne stuffs a little cash and three pistol magazines into her bag.

She stands, shouldering her gear and looking around for anything interesting she may have missed.

"Shall we go get a spot picked out now, or do you want to wander a bit?"

She's fairly oblivious to the blood on her own face. It'll be noticed later and cleaned, but it's not high on her list of priorities.

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Wander for bit, I think, and cool off - I stop still now, I'll start to cramp."

[song_tra_bong]

"And the last thing we need is to be out of commission."

She stretches, machete still in hand.

"So...I guess only thing left to ask is which way? Long as we don't go too far, it doesn't really matter; we can double back and pick a spot for ambush somewhere in this neighborhood."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm...north for a bit?"

[song_tra_bong]

She nods.

"Sounds good to me. You can take point, if you'd like."

[scion-of-amber.livejournal.com]

That small little smile coming back, Fi nods and, silently, starts to walk north in the jungle.