<span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Realizing things were on hold, Tyne stepped away and went to sit outside. Let them figure things out for a bit. She was tired and drained. The air outside calmed her nerves as she rested against the wall. Her eyes caught onto two of her 'team members' making a run for it. She snorted in disbelief.<br/>
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"Must be nice to just up and leave. Wish I could join."<br/>
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She knew that wasn't possible. Storm would kill her. Tyne was already on thin ice with the mutant mentor. The last thing she needed was another lecture...or worse. Shaking her head, she walked back near the training only to see that snow flake elf give Lonnie a present. It shouldn't have annoyed her, but it did. <br/>
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"For heavens sake," she muttered. The smell of tobacco caught her attention as noticed the flame feline taking a break. "Mind if a bum one of those?"<br/>
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Her shoulder dropped as she ran her fingers through her curls. "We're a bit fucked." Chuckling, she nodded as Farrah offered them a distraction. Food sounded good to her.<br/>
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"Oi I'm in. Fooking starvin'."<br/>
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With a smirk, she glanced at the remaining members. "C'mon. We could all use a distraction yeah? The kitten has got a point. We can work some of the shite out."</span>