<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.depositphotos.com/1003789/200/i/450/dep_2002665-Beautiful-young-women-holding-apple-in-t.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Katerina De Leon<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Teletrix.  (Not chosen)<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance.<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Los Angeles, Art Museum at the corner of Wilshire Blvd and Fairfax Ave.<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>         Natasha, Mid-Knight, and Banshee.  Open.<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Katerina still wasn't convinced they could do anything worthwhile beyond getting themselves killed, but any action was better than none right now.  Her mind was still racing with random facts, figures, and memories anyway, so any distraction was worth it as she sat at the edge of the table Natasha had picked up and turned back onto its four legs.  She watched her silently work on the map, not remembering much of the area herself since she had been unconscious when she had been brought to the Museum.  She sighed heavily and looked away, still feeling quite despondent over the news that there was quite possibly no help coming anytime soon.  Everyone that could have done anything were dead, captured, or hiding.  Either way you looked at it there was little hope they could do anything worth while.  "Did you mean what you said outside Natasha?"  Katerina suddenly asked out of the blue, hoping that the doctor hadn't been blowing smoke out of her ass as she looked over at Sean and Jake.  At least they had one veteran on their side, so if Natasha had meant what she said, maybe....just maybe there was something worth doing after all.  "I need to know if what you said was truly how you felt or if you were just blowing smoke out of your ass because if we commit to this then we need to be a hundred percent sure that we're prepared for whatever comes of this decision."<br/><br/>She wasn't going to risk what she had left on a pipe dream.  Katerina was more of a realistic person these days than she had been before.  She needed assurances that they weren't making a mistake.  "I'd rather fight than run for the rest of my life but I don't want to commit to a cause like this unless we all agree to do so.  It's either all or nothing, and once we commit to trying to fight back against Apocalypse's forces, we won't be able to change our minds.  So I'll ask again, did you mean what you said?"  She wanted to be perfectly clear as she put a hand on Natasha's own that had a hold of the pencil.  "If so, then I'm going to need a lab space.  If we are going to fight against Apocalypse then I think trying to find out as much as we can about that Judgment crap he's been giving to everyone will be a good idea in the long run.  Maybe there's more to it than what we've seen so far?"