Delilah wended away, blissfully unaware of the dislike her teammates harbored against her. With the obligatory, boring introductions out of the way her attention had already flitted to the next task and she emerged from the storm wall several blocks down. She crossed small distances at a time to avoid attracting undesired attention. When she arrived near the weakened spot, she slipped away, tracing her steps back to where she’d heard the unfortunate blip stagger forwards. It walked with wooden strides towards its doom. The entities that had lured him to the area had gone, leaving the poor soul to set its final paces alone. Sooner or later, however, they might return and Delilah didn’t waste time deliberating. Moving forward she showed the blip a glimpse of herself, appearing delicious, inviting and most of all, warm. Holding out her hand her being called out to it. “This way. It’s safe here. Come” She caught its attention, which was half the battle and she edged away, the blip following after her. She guided him through the streets, towards an area where she knew the wall was strong. That is where she wended away, leaving the poor entity to survive another day. She briefly wondered if she had saved it or condemned it; but such thoughts didn’t help and Delilah returned to Orpheus.<br/><br/>The hours ticked away as the thawing commenced and it was afternoon when Delilah opened her eyes, staring at the familiar view of the cradle’s glass pane. Other hands helped to raise the lid and she sat up, accepting a hands up as she clambered from the coffinesque bed. The one holding her hand was awarded a dazzling smile. “Thanks.” She murmured, letting go of his hand to wave at the staff behind the monitors, indicating all was well. She pulled a thick morning robe around her, left there for that purpose, and headed towards the showers. Her legs felt stiff and she crossed the distance in twice her usual speed. The shower helped. Feeling the hot water wash over her face and body brought life back to the tender limbs and awakened her mind. She leaned against the cubicle wall, letting the water do its healing work while she soaped her lithe form with vigorous, massaging strokes of her fingers.<br/><br/>The next days Delilah was a regular visitor at Orpheus. She reported to Nina, and gathered as much information regarding her next assignment as she possibly could. At other times she’d just stopped by to say hello to friends. If she’d encounter Gary or Si-donie in the hallways she’d greet them with either “Hello sexy”, “Hello kitten” or “Hey, my beautiful batteries” and a bright smile, and be on her way to whatever had caught her attention at the time. Often these were restaurants, musea, and other public places, but also the nightclubs in the seedier parts of town where drinks were watered down and entertainment meant a scantly clad dancer on a barren stage. At other times she visited the gym at Orpheus, running distances upon the threadmill and doing push-ups to keep her body fit and healthy.<br/><br/>After one such visit at the gym, about a week after their initial meeting, she pivoted in passing when she saw Si-donie and Gary in the hallway, walking backwards as she shot out an invitation. “Surf’s up tomorrow!” She said brightly. “I’m going to take my new board out and race. With Regale I should be able to squish my old record! Wanna come watch?” She didn’t stop, but she had slowed her pace, thoughts already reaching out towards the bay, the sea and the feeling of wind and sea-spray upon her face.<br/><br/>