<strong>Kyle</strong><br/><br/>She had mapped out a bit of the island and from the way things 'felt' she didn't think the compound she had found was a 'safe place'. The lights, layout and all the rest looked like something more suitable to a security facility than something safe. It screamed 'bad guy's lair' to her experienced outlook as a 'courier' who sometimes dabbled in acquisitions. She noted the layout kept most of it out of her reach at night. Too many bright lights. She wasn't going to dash in and peek on that. There was a lot to be learned from 'scouting' the perimeter, she reminded herself. She had stepped from one shadow to one closer to the facility to check one of the outbuildings. It looked to be a generator building and she was naturally curious about access to the facilities' power systems if she needed to get into things in the future. She wasn't too skilled in magic, but she knew how to really mess up a power system. It's amazing what happens when you drop a 2 inch torch wrench into a running generator. It was getting in close that she saw the 'T' of Team Trauma. At first she was sure that she had made a wrong assumption about the building as she moved back out. Perhaps she'd come back during the day to scout it out.<br/><br/>"Not like I got a use for my tools since my bike was on the boat." She muttered to herself as she watched the perimeter. It was this 'recon' that allowed her to spot the girl come free of the compound. She left at the girl, wrapping her arms around her and vanishing into a shadow to move them away.<br/><br/>"Relax, I'm not anyone who likes the people in that compound. I'll help you find someplace safe if you keep quiet and don't draw notice on us." Kyle whispered in the girl's ear as they appeared some distance away.