{ @terthiodecimo }
It was good to get out and stretch her legs. Good to run and jump and dodge the undead or fire a couple of nonfatal but deterrent bbs to keep herself in practice, but every sector she sought refuge in was just as filled with terrors as the last. Still Lady kept moving with the hope that she would eventually find some nook to hide and recuperate.
She stepped onto Sector 5, and the chaos of the others seemed to not be affecting this place as much, if at all. Lady cautiously walked through, gun at the ready when she heard the first of eerily familiar whispers. Mary... The barely audible voice came from somewhere over her right shoulder, close to her ear enough that she jumped, spun around and held up her gun. A figure filled her vision and her immediate instinct was to pull the trigger. She froze however, when she realized who it was.
"Roxas?" Although he was facing her, he didn't seem to acknowledge her or her almost attack. She holstered her gun and rushed to his side, placed her hands on his shoulders and gave him a gentle shake. "Are you ok? Roxas?"
