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  The building came into view as the rover passed by a rock. "There she is... ahh god, it's not looking good, I don't see an intact window in the place, hopefully the masks don't run out by the time the storm passes, they aren't that heavy so we should be good." The facility rolled over the horizon, a grey mess of old machinery and dust.

"There's bound to be an inner room we can hide in or something. After being in a cell so long I don't really care." She hadn't really taken the chance to think about the fact that she was free. Falling silent for a while she got lost in thought. Now wasn't the time though. Upon approaching the facility it looked like what Yoshihiro said was true. There wasn't really a good place to cover the rover. But there was a decent place by a building that would shield it from most of the wind. Speaking of the cloud of dust could be seen making its way over. 

Taking the oxygen mask she hopped out of the rover and headed toward one of the larger buildings. As she neared the door she noticed that the red rust d been disturbed recently. It didn't look like any tracks that she recognized but something had been here recently. Pointing it out Edith carefully opened the door. "Keep an eye out. Someone else may be here." Stepping in carefully this section looked like what Yoshihiro pointed out with red dust everywhere. More importantly though light could be seen coming from a room up ahead. There was a scattered trail of dust illuminated from the door though. Following carefully it finally lead to a woman who was sitting by herself in a closed off room. Edith peeked in but drew back almost immediately. The uniform looked like that of a USF pilot. "Shit, they beat us here. You've got to be kidding me."

Glancing again to confirm it looked like the woman wasn't paying attention. Something didn't seem right. What was a pilot doing out here by herself? USF wouldn't just put a single person to find them, much less a pilot. More so she looked distraught rather than on guard. Maybe this was an unscheduled stop because of the storm? The facility around them groaned as the wind began to buffet the structure. This was not good, there wasn't enough time to find another place to hide. The dust already started swirling around the room they were in. Turning back to Yoshihire she spoke quietly enough so only he could hear.. "We got one pilot to deal with. She doesn't have her helmet on so if we can grab her before she gets to it then she can't call for backup. If I slow her down you think you can grab her? And try not to lose it and tear her apart, she could have useful information."

The Martian Desert

Yoshihiro glanced at the pilot, then back at Edith, he went back and forth a few times before nodding. "Okay, I should be good as long as there's no blood or anything, you do your thing." He hopped in place quietly, landing silently on the balls of his feet and lowering his core, crouching into a posture to start his run from, just in case, he hardened his skeletal structure, his body contorting for a second before returning to normal.
"Ready when you are."

Stepping back so she could just see Cassandra through the gap in the doorway, Edith raised a hand and slowed down the time around their target. "FYI, once you get close enough you'll be affected too. So if it looks like she's moving normally again that's why." Pushing the door open she motioned for him to go. With the slowdown and element of surprise this should be an easy task. One would think anyway.

Yoshihiro started running before the door even fully opened, he pushed through the opening door, running with all he could in the pilot's direction. There were a multitude of things that could go wrong, she could have a gun, she could be a mech! Whatever, he would be alright, he took out that mech in the prison right?

She didn't even notice the time slowing down, though then again, why would she? She was inside the bubble of effect. For her everything went normally, she only really noticed a change when someone came into the room first seemingly moving at speeds reminiscent of her own before slowing down. The man in some kind of overalls, covered in blood and far taller than her wasn't the most welcome sight she had ever seen. She even took the discerpancy in time down to the fact that addrenaline kicked in, and with her bodies new tricks she expected her brain to still be trying to get used to the speed.

She wasn't exactly sure what kind of indivudal this man was, but she knew she didn't want to stick around and find out. Moving to her speed with as much speed as she could muster she ran towards the man at breakneck speeds likely becoming naught but a blur, aiming for a incapacitating blow to the head in the attempt to knock him out cold.

From the outside Edith could see Yoshihiro slow down once he entered the bubble. That was to be expected as she had stated earlier What gave her pause though was witnessing the woman move. It was an astounding speed when taking into account how slow they were going. There was no way a normal human could move that fast. Only having a few seconds she stepped into the room and shut the door behind her. There wasn't much she could do about stopping what was already in motion. Especially after the two left the time bubble she'd made. From her position leaning against the door she felt a rush of wind as everyone was going at the same rate again. "Whoa whoa, stop don't hurt him!" Probably a little late for that but she could at least try.

As Yoshihiro entered the bubble, he began to slow down exponentially, even he could notice it due to the much slower crawl of the walls beside him, whatever the case, the pilot in front of him turned in his direction, and before Yoshihiro could even get into spitting distance, she had taken off. She had disappeared before his eyes, transforming into a blue blur that approached him at speeds unbelievable. Yoshihiro yelped. She was like them, she had to be, no being on Mars could run this fast, even his thinking came out too slow, and the only visible part of her was a large cone forming in front of the blur, the ground behind had begun to dent under her feet,  going just as fast as the rest of her. Yoshihiro jumped back, but he had the feeling that wouldn't be enough to escape the field, so he wrapped his arms around his face, palms outward, and with a small yell, spikes of bone had exited bloodily from his body.

Her ability saved her from a rather deadly situation. As the woman on the outside went from slow to fast, she looked back at the giant of a man and bones cut out from his body. Caught in the shock, and unable to properly move out of the way. She tried to stop, her footing slipped and she went crashing into the far wall. She slammed into it and winced as she collided with it. "What the hell are you people?"

Yoshihiro slid to a stop, now crouching and gripping at his neck with both hands, bones preventing him from taking a more comfortable pose, to his own chagrin. I need to work on that. Hearing the pilot slam into the wall, Yoshihiro stood himself back up and allowed his bones to re-enter his body. When she spoke, Yoshihiro had taken up a position that made it so that he would be able to run from the bubble, he turned back upon hearing the pilot's first words to him. "Hello pot, I'm the kettle." He twitched continuously, remaining uncomfortable and ready to run at any moment. If she was speaking, perhaps he could diffuse this situation without violence, as this person's abilities were well above his own.
"You can talk too, great, listen, I believe that we may have gotten off on the wrong foot, perhaps maybe we could talk about this, not hurt eachother, I was just kidding when I went to hit you, honest." He lied through his teeth, flashing a goofy smile in an attempt to seem dumber than he actually was. 

His head turned repeatedly to Edith, cringing, knowing that as he was in the bubble, she would be able to read his facial expressions, even if they were only there for a moment, while the pilot would be unable to. He returned to looking at the pilot, still unsettled, his arms lightly cracking as he freed up the bones for future use.

Since things seemed to have stopped for the moment, Edith dropped the bubble so they were all moving at the same pace for sure. "Good question. maybe you could answer that for us." There wasn't a whole lot to say, at least not that Edith could think of. Taking a moment to gather her thoughts the structure around them creaked loudly. It was a pretty good indication that the storm was upon them and none of them were going anywhere for a while. "You're obviously a USF pilot from your uniform. What are you doing all the way out here?" Despite all that was going on the girl semed to have composure. Sure she could be worried that there was a powered soldier in the room but the circumstances didn't lead her to believe that she was there for them.

She ignored the giant as the woman entered the room, after all, they had gotten off on the wrong foot and it was easier to face someone who looked more human and wasn't covered in blood in her current state of mind. "Sight seeing, it's a nice place." Downside of the shoddy vision matrix she had been given, she didn't get the fancy gizmos like infrared, x-ray or access to the internet. If she had she'd be running those systems like crazy right now, seeing if anyone else was here, who these people were, and what they were. Though that was the case of pot kettle, when she didn't even know what she was. 

Though she wasn't covered in blood and didn't go to use her powers on some unsuspecting victim.

"As for the rest of it, pilot. You can say that in terms of the USF that I am retired. Now it's your turn, what are you doing out here? There's make out points far closer to town-" She looked up at the blooded giant as she precariously stood up, testing her feet. No damage. "-I mean, nobody will judge. Everybody has their own kink."

Since cooler heads seemed to prevail Edith stepped away from the door and leaned against the wall. The woman in front of her had a sense of humor. "Well if you're like us then the only reason to be here is to hide from people wanting to lock us up. This guy helped me get away and this was the closest place we could find to when the storm came through." Crossing her arms she looked at the floor. What were the chances that they'd all three end up here? Though maybe it was by design. That was a stretch but someone definitely helped her out for sure. Looking back up she opted to be presumptuous. "Odd to see a pilot out here without a ride. Seeing your speed I'm guessing you ran here to escape as well. Not sure what exactly is going on but knowing how people work they're probably scared of us."

Yoshihiro remained crouched, his feet one behind the other in the case he was forced to run, hopefully if it came to that Edith would be able to slow the pilot enough for them to escape. He chuckled nervously and pretended to straighten his posture, but he remained on his toes.
"Heh, yeah, you lose your plane? Dust storm bring you down? If there is a plane, I could fix it maybe, hopefully it's similar enough to a rover, it would be nice to have a ride, especially considering we may have brought the full strength of the USF down upon us with my little prison-break." He shrugged.
"Oops, I guess, I mean, PTSD, military training, and bone manipulation is not a good combo for whoever I'm facing." He crossed his arms and chuckled.

If looks could kill, the one Cassie shot at the tall man could have. "If I had a plane don't you think I'd be in it? Don't believe that B-S the terrorist propoganda spews out, they can fly in dust storms without a problem. No, I ran because some stupid voice in my helmet-" She pointed her finger accusingly at the helmet "-told me too when a squad of mechs turned up requesting me to go with them. I should have stayed, sure this would have all been cleared up but now I am not just a freak, but a fugitive."

She looked at the giant of a man and pointed to her survival vest sitting in a corner. "You can get my first aid kit out of that, I don't need it. Just leave the wipes-" she tapped the visual interface built into her face "-I can't really see when my windshield gets covered in dust."

So Edith wasn't the only one getting help from someone outside. Whoever it was had a pretty wide reach it seemed. He was able to get into both a prison system and military comms. "Someone helped me out too. Controlled an old M-1 unit to warn me. Somebody is keeping track of us. Not exactly sure how I feel about that but he helped me escape the prison I was stuck in." The girl was counting on her apparent age and circumstances to get a point across. Sure she had already been sentenced to be locked up forever but Cass wouldn't know that.

Thus far she hadn't really been able to get much information about the world around her. And given that she was a known factor there wasn' much chance that she could just walk around like normal any time soon. "Well that makes three people that have had something happen to them. Starting to wonder how many there are and who all knows." Edith took a seat and glanced up at the woman. So her eyes had been replaced had they? Somewhat interesting that it was a visor though.
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