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Furiosa ([personal profile] eumenis) wrote in [community profile] nexus_crossings 2019-02-13 02:50 pm (UTC)

Furiosa arrives in the same outfit she's been wearing, scarves wound around her head and neck and padding her metal arm. An extra bottle of antifreeze coaxed from somewhere in the supply room has joined her canteen on her belt, tucked under her coat. Sooner or later, she fears, her arm is going to break down, but the longer she can put it off, and the quicker she can repair it if it fails, the better.

She looks around the little group as they gather, and the only one she hasn't met is Azwel. She's immediately wary of a field medic putting off the kind of intense energy he is, but after watching him for a moment, observing how he's attentive to Blaze and willing to follow her orders, she decides he's all right. Kind of interesting that their group here is mostly female. She approves.

It's still weird for her to follow orders, after having been Imperator for years and then sort of a de-facto warrior queen, but after listening, she thinks she likes this mission better than the last. It's bigger, better equipped and the objectives are a little more clearly-defined. Furiosa makes a better supply-runner than an explorer, maybe.

"If you're taking a lot of fire, what's our contingency plan if you get knocked down and out? You may be tougher than the rest of us put together, but no one's invincible."

"I can follow orders, and I will, but don't be afraid to delegate." She glances around at the others. "Do, uh, we want to do a quick round of talking about our experience under fire?" Judging from their assignments, Blaze knows who and what she's dealing with on her team, but the rest of them might not.

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