aw shucks + o, captured

[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]Her ears twitched, gaze a narrow sliver of amber as the name Typhoon lifted up through the air. Her head twitched, a sudden sharp moment to the left before she became still again. They were the enemy and it was pretty clear that they didn't do things for any other reason then to have 'fun'. They had attacked them for sport and things like that needed to be eradicated with no sort of mercy given. Because if they showed weakness, if they showed any ounce of care they would just end up abusing it and turning it against them. It was a sick and twisted way of thinking and she understood it too well because she had to think just like how those she fought did. Aliens, humans, they were all the same and in the end things got worse and worse till one was gone or they both perished. Pacing forward the woman would pause near Imperia, not sure on what she could say about the situation and it seemed like the healer had not heard the news. The freelancer was always well informed about war like things and captures were always a tool of war.

They used the weaker to get to the stronger. It was the main reason she was detached and didn't let her emotions extend no farther then concern for her teammates. If she allowed for herself to care too much things would only end up bad. Just like with York. She should have known that loving her was a mistake for anyone and he had paid for it. Her eyes shut for a moment before she shook her head a little and before she focused on the problem at hand. Taking a deep breath she looked around them before she shrugged her shoulders and decided to say something that needed to be said. "Since he is gone there is no reason for us to hold back. We need to hit them back, or take more of them as hostages. I wouldn't mind leading an attack if it necessary."