"You know that even if air comes from outside, there'll be fans and stuff to keep it moving and some way of keeping the rain out and stuff. Nothing's as easy as it looks on 'Mission Impossible'.
'Okay, up you go,' Charger reacted as he looked behind him. 'But be quiet.'
She glared at him. "You think I'm an idiot? I've been living on a mountain and hiding from the locals for three years, you think I can't look after myself?" This guys attitude was staring to grind on her nerves. "I haven't been living in a big mansion all my life, I know how to look after myself, and how to stay hidden. Get over yourself."
She pulled herself up the vent and continued. A few minutes later she heard a harsh whirring noice, growing louder as they got towards it until she turned a corner and found the source of the noise: a large metal fan span quickly enough to slice anything passing into pieces, blocking the vent completely. "Whaddid I tell you? A fan. So what's your next plan O Mighty Leader?"
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