Kayla loathed these nights. She would much rather be in the comfort of her own home, wearing Wednesday night's pajamas and reading one of her well-worn and well-known books. However, as her father would've told her if he was brooding next to her now, everyone must perform a duty for their community and country at some point in their lives, lest they be a worthless and pathetic mite of a human being. Kayla roamed her eyes across the sky, naming constellations to herself to pass the time. She tried to the best of her ability not to glance towards her companions, wanting to avoid conversation as little as possible. Trish Poe was a respectable woman in Kayla's eyes. Very well educated, very well mannered, and she didn't talk too much. This was all Kayla knew and cared to know about Trish Poe or anyone else in this town. As for the other, Victoria, she knew nothing of her except for her background in law enforcement, which Kayla could only respect.<br/>A stinging, unwanted thought entered Kayla's mind and was pushed out almost as suddenly as it appeared. Would her father have been proud of her if she had shown interest in law enforcement or the military? And if he<em>had</em>been proud of her, would he have granted her his love then? Kayla glanced towards Trish to distract herself. She was pouring another cup of coffee, and she seemed distressed. Kayla only wondered for a flicker of a second what for. Kayla averted her attention back to the sky, but did not have the time to see if Orion was in the sky tonight, because Trish uttered something Kayla didn't catch and pointed towards the river.<br/>Kayla immediately saw the cause of Trish's distress. A small point of light was coming ever closer towards them. Someone crossing the river seemed an incredulous idea to Kayla. If someone was, they must be suicidal or desperate. As Trish rang the alarm, Kayla peered intensely at the oncoming light.