Sister Janice followed Magda as well.  She was murmuring to her Evicerator.  She was even carressing it as if it was a child.  The mutant had shaken her somewhat.  The memory of her own transgretion that had made her a Repentia kept playing in her mind and she was trying to center herself.  This situation was eirily too similar in small ways.<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 6pt;">"Not yet, not yet.  We need to be calm now.  We need to save our Fuel for our ultimate foe.  For the abomination that transformed that poor soldier.  Through IT we will find our redemtion, may our Lord make it so."</span><br/>She was still hanging back, probably no one could hear her but she didn't much care if they did.