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ooc: Huzzah, Gretin's back!

Thinking about it, Slade hasn't done much yet, except not saving innocents and associating himself with our local S.E.D (Seriously Evil Dude). Though he's done a fair bit of plotting, and Daniel thinks he's trouble, so...

IC:
The girl slid off of Pseok's back, and he lifted off quickly, flew over the roof of the building and swooped down on the guards below. He took them by surprise, managed to grab one of them in his claws and swurved upwards quickly. Several gunshots whizzed past him. About 50 metres up in the air he let the human drop back to earth, wheeled round towards the mountains and headed for the passage where he'd left the humans.

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Elfair watched the bird fly away. When she found her friend, she'd tell him which way the bird had gone. In the mean time, she had a base to infiltrate.

Her last trip into the building had told her that her black clothes might not help: most of what she'd seen was very, very white. She made up her mind that the best she could do would be to knock out someone in there and nick their clothes. Her long hair might be a give away, but she'd do what she could, put on some shoes, keep her fists balled to hide her clothes.

She kicked off her sandals and entered the elevator Jack had gone into. It seemed rather small to fit all those tiger-people. She examined the rows of buttons, marked with short abbreviations instead of with numbers, and tried to guess what floor the tiger-guy was on. As she stood, the doors suddenly closed and the lift began descending. With a curse, she pushed herself into the corner and waited. A few seconds later, the lift stopped, the door opened and a guy stepped in, paused and then pressed one of the buttons.

As soon as the doors closed, she grabbed him round the throat. He struggled, but she held him fast. Without realising, she brought her teeth towards his neck, and then quickly stopped herself. No biting.
The man stopped struggling.
She pushed the close doors button and quickly pulled on his trousers, shirt, jacket and shoes. She was grimly pleased to remember that these guys all wore shades, and slipped his onto her face. Then, still pushing the button to keep the doors closed, she bundled him out of the emergency hatch on top of the elevator, tucked as much of her hair as she could manage into her collar and finally exited the lift.
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