[u][i]Victoria[/u][/i]

Victoria backpedaled as a heart mutated lunged at her. She emptied her clip on it, yet the mutant kept going. The Sniper rolled to the side to avoid her attacker.

"[i]Damn it, Vic[/i]", the generals voice sounded through the walkie talkie, "[i]before I even got the chance to give you orders you already engaged? What if there are Brain Mutated nearby? Or a group of Heart Mutated? You could die. Just try to lose them, reinforcements are almost at your position. That's Armani in the dumpster, by the way.[/i]"

"Copy that." Victoria reloaded. She backed away from the dumpster, yet remained close enough to keep it in sight.
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[u][i]Rus[/u][/i]

"[i]You never tell me anything...[/i]" the girl said. "[i]Oh, I think somebody else needs coffee, byebye![/i]"

Rus raised a hand in goodbye as the girl left. He reached for his cigarettes and pulled the remaining cigar out. There was something about that girl that rubbed him the wrong way. She seemed innocent enough, but you could never really know for sure. He lit his cigar and rose from his chair. Paperwork could wait. For now, he needed to check the weapons and perhaps even that girl.