Before the collected experiments disbanded, Wendla made her rounds quickly to wish her choice favourites luck. She didn't see the point of hating the other experiments, at least not all of them, some however could not be helped. In her eyes, the common enemy were the things outside of camp and the occasional scientist, even if some of the newbies' were drove her insane with their incompetence. However long she will be stuck among fellow 'drug addicts', it might as well be as peaceful as possible.<br/><br/>It was a ritual of hers to say goodbye before every mission. She felt strongly about it after a close friend of hers did not make it back one day, they were not on the same team that time and Wendla never forgave that squad for not giving her the chance to say goodbye. She never even found the body. As such she skipped over to Benny, her skip had an extra bounce due to the recent injections, and wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. They kissed each other on the cheek and parted ways. On her way to find Chris, Wendla crossed paths with Danny and gave him a parodic salute with a wink. Danny was far more serious than she and not as friendly -usually looking quite miserable too- but Wendla could appreciate his professionalism and determination on a mission.<br/><br/>Still hiding in the corner of the room, Chris stood silently, a lost expression on his face, while waiting for the group leader to make a move. His anxiety eased as he spotted the bobbing of green and blue hair come towards him. They both leaped into a hug, squeezing each other until starved of oxygen. Chris admired Rabbit, she was one of the few who looked beyond his failures.<br/><br/>"Be safe, Chrissy," she whispered as she cupped his cheeks. "Don't let them see you cry today, okay?"<br/><br/>"I'll do my best," he mumbled. "Good luck to you too, Rabbit." They sealed their parting with a kiss on the cheek and followed their groups to the weapons room.<br/><br/>Wendla was not far from Lyla when the other experiments bolted. She rolled her eyes at the threat and sighed. Jumping over the crowd, she stood beside the telekinetic, with hands secured on her hips, she glared up. "Alright. You made your point. It's bad enough as it is out there, you don't need to go around killing all the newbies, leave some for the infected." She lectured. Speaking as someone with a more skill based ability, Wendla did not agree with the practice of using the injection induced abilities against each other. She tolerated the newbies enough to spare their lives, those not fit for the job would be weeded out by the virus. "Learn to lead without killing, kid."<br/><br/>Sighing through her nostrils, she let Lyla be and went on towards the infected zone, her group trailing behind.<br/><br/>Fully equipped, Chris trundled behind his group as a look out. They were tasked to search the outskirts, which had grown wild and unkempt over the years. Chris had a higher chance of being useful, as pools had naturally formed due to excessive rainfall and erosion of the road, however it wasn't the kind of water he was particularly keen on diving into. The outskirts were a wasteland, barely touched by those infected by the airborne virus but a graveyard of those who tried to escape it. Their task was to strip anything salvageable from the skeletal vehicles. No pool diving required this time, Chris was quite content in being the look out.<br/><br/>Wendla's group scavenged abandoned homes; today's target a multi story apartment complex. They started with the very top apartment and worked down, climbing up ten flights of stairs as the elevator had no power. Fortunately for Wendla, she was able to jump most of the way up, using the handrails to push off against. Most of the apartments had very little to offer; some tinned food and batteries at the very most. One of the task force had found a stash of sweets, sneaking off to the other room to scoff it himself. Hearing the rustle of packets, the others followed, pinning him down as the sweet tooth got to taste Wendla's foot in his mouth. Momentarily she felt guilty, wondering if this made her a hypocrite after lecturing Lyla.<br/><br/>She shrugged her shoulders. Lyla wasn't around to judge, besides stealing from the camp was far worse than running from it.