<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bd/6d/48/bd6d489c542c479491006f30bb1efb60.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kiyanee<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The bridge/ Melded<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Mya, open<br/><br/><br/>Opening the locks was child's play after what she had just had to do.<em>Steel Butterfly</em>floated through the outer door, waited with odd mechanical anticipation (Kiyanee always said<em>Butterfly</em>was the most like her- calm when at rest, impatient to get things done once begun) for the lock to cycle. Once inside the bay 'she' extended 'her' weapons arms and sniffed the air with sonar, low-light and IR, looking for anything that was not a family member. A curious beep came from the drone's grille, and it settled closer to the stacked crates, waiting for friends or foes to make themselves known.