<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/wondersofthesandbox/images/b/bc/Rosie-Tupper-09.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Shae Lux Kurova (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12369639#msg12369639)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Seattle, WA | August 16, 2017 | 11:02 PM PST<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Dara, Elijah, Kumiho<br/><strong>Content:</strong>-<br/><hr/>Shae felt little need to correct the names cockiness, let him believe whatever he wanted. She did however believe that he was being genuine in his offer, but he couldn't fault Dara for acting the way that she was. It wasn't uncommon for her to feel powerless, despite being a powered individual and this whole situation simply illustrated more how much baggage she really was. She watched as the air around them seemed to thicken, and inside the bubble she knew that she'd be safe – or at the worst be able to mess someone up if they tried something funny when they came through the door. She almost did too, she took in a quick breath ready to shed this new womans ears the moment that Shae saw the Tac 6 attire – but again her words were enough to keep her from blasting away.<br/><br/>When Elijah left the bubble and shut the door and started in on his little spiel about the state of the building, she couldn't help but wonder. She padded over to the window, out of the bubble and peered outside where she could see the noise of the city. She didn't like doing this because it inspired awesome headaches, but this situation seemed to warrant the activity. She had to filter out just the noise, and slowly she locked onto the sound waves that were words, speech. Then she began reading them, looking for anything that might be helpful. Nothing, nothing, nothing, noth- She paused and focused in on that conversation. “They're coming in from the back of the building,” She piped up, relaying the information being fed to the police van outside. “ETA four minutes. Officers are instructed to continue the lock down of the building.”<br/><br/>She turned away from the window and frowned, furrowed her brows and stuffed her hands into her pockets. She still didn't want to leave, not without saying something to the others – unfortunately she seemed to be outnumbered here. All she could do was heavy a light sigh and shuffle back towards the group, waiting for some sort of plan.