<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/05/Shade1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Shade (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=173794.msg8226720#msg8226720)<br/><strong>Occupation/Status:</strong>Zhayedan Squad/ Infiltration Specialist<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Briefing Room<br/><strong>Action Summary:</strong>Being social<br/><strong>Tagged Characters:</strong><em>Maybelline</em>, Wicked, Val, Dr.<br/><strong> Open to Others?:</strong>Absolutely<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The sound of her name caused her head to lift again craning a little to study Maybelline around Wicked’s bulk.  Only then did she note the small smears of color around the other woman’s hairline that ghost of a smile returning.  “Nothing.<em>They</em>are fixing me.. I guess.” She shrugged slightly uncoiling a little her shoulders straightening back in an effort to reassure her teammate that she was in fact fine.  A lie that none of them would accept, but at least she was trying.<br/><br/>She was saved from having to try and give further explanation by the arrival of others.  Dr O’Rourke first.  Malachi was perhaps her favorite among Foundry staff.  Maybe it was because when he looked at her he actually saw HER and not just a body of data and potential.  It wasn't that the doctor was warm or particularly affectionate, but he had absolutely set himself apart from the other scientists. His offhand observation that it was a test laden day earned him an odd almost bemused look.  Every day while not on a mission was a test day for the prototypes, he of all people should know that, but it was not worth correcting him over.  If the doctor wished to engage in social pleasantries who was she to stop him?<br/><br/>Val came next and she nodded to the girl.  Of all the prototypes they were the closest in size yet Shade found her second only to Wicked in terms of a challenge when it came to sparring.  She had ruthlessness even toward her own teammates at times which the others lacked.  Only then did the doctor’s words fully register.<br/><br/>Others? Rest of the group and a few others.  These meetings were usually small affairs,  just the whole squad being pulled together was fairly rare, that multiple others should be required meant that something large was happening.   She knew then why her injection had to be done today.  They were going out.  Together.  Weariness and nausea faded replaced by anticipation. Today was looking up.