~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>At the<b><i>underground facility...</i></b><br/><br/>The hallway that Becca re-entered was quiet now. All quiet and dark except for the red glow of emergency lighting. She easily spotted her father's rifle laid down just so among the chaos of blasted bits of wall and door and various other parts of flesh from the creepers that were torn apart by gun-fire. It would be easy to recover it. The hallway was eerily still and silent, even the hulking mass of flesh that was once the tentacle monster seemed but a fixture of the scene of destruction. Becca stared out at the scene taking it all in silently, juxtaposing the sheer terror of the moments before with the utter serenity of the current moment.<br/><br/>Back inside the once secured chamber, Fanya waited for the newcomer (Thief?) to start telling the rest of the group her story. Fanya's eyes were however glowing with interest upon the stasis chamber that the woman was sleeping in. Attached to the woman's flesh at various places was machinery of some sort. She was augmented, and sleeping. She ran a hand upon the glass of the stasis shield and brushed away the dust to get a better look. Her multi-colored skin seemed to glow with the light coming from the chamber itself as her flesh swayed with seductive steps as she circled the glass observing.<br/><br/>Suddenly, the stasis chambers controls on the side of where the newcomer was began to beep and whirl a sickly sound with some sort of alarm that was fading down to lower tones as if the device was losing it's stability.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>Outside<b><i>the Hoover Dam</i></b><br/><br/>D walked up to the driver of the jeep who exited the vehicle quickly from his hard stop, his face as stern as ever, "<span style="color: red">We came up with something while we were scouting for Project 19." He nodded his head back to Tony, "He has some information to share with our contact. Probably should get to him as soon as possible.</span>"<br/><br/>D's men all held back and remained cool as the driver of the Jeep eyed Tony and nodded to him, taking him in from top to bottom.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>