08-27-2013, 04:29 PM
It took some time to navigate herself to the correct coordinates, in part because a Wallet was not the sort of possession you wanted to openly brandish at this hour and in this neighbourhood. By the time she’d reached to where the path took her to the Undercity its signal had begun to jitter anyway, and she was forced to take a moment to revise the rest of the route. It was an option to simply go to the safe house and send a message from there, but she preferred the independence of learning her way without relying on a guide.
When she arrived at the service door a single tap announced her presence, then a pause to keenly listen out for concerning sounds before she entered. The beam of her flashlight preceded her footsteps, and she was tense until she identified the rougarou – or more specifically its bonds. Her dark gaze hovered over the creature a moment, but any reaction remained private behind her stoic expression. Then her gaze landed on who she presumed to be White. No furia, though that was hardly surprising; given normal circumstances, Tehya wasn’t sure she’d want to be left in an underground bunker with the rougarou either, let alone one that must reek to their heightened sensitivities.
“Tehya.” She angled her wrist in confirmation of her identity, the tattoo there simplistic and small. A necessity, rather than a piece of art - which about summed Tey’s presence up nicely. Her hair was tied at the nape of her neck, and her clothes were simple and practical. She loosened the rucksack on her shoulder; all business and little preamble. “No casualties?” It was the most pertinent question to ask, and the only immediate answer she sought. Tey would not be happy to hear anything other than agreement, though she braced herself anyway. Later she’d ask for a report. Nothing formal; she was not interested in how they’d accomplished their task, but she did have questions. Perhaps, as an impartial party, she’d ask White for his opinion too, but not now. She’d lost track of time after traversing the underground tunnels, but she appreciated that it was an inconvenient hour.
When she arrived at the service door a single tap announced her presence, then a pause to keenly listen out for concerning sounds before she entered. The beam of her flashlight preceded her footsteps, and she was tense until she identified the rougarou – or more specifically its bonds. Her dark gaze hovered over the creature a moment, but any reaction remained private behind her stoic expression. Then her gaze landed on who she presumed to be White. No furia, though that was hardly surprising; given normal circumstances, Tehya wasn’t sure she’d want to be left in an underground bunker with the rougarou either, let alone one that must reek to their heightened sensitivities.
“Tehya.” She angled her wrist in confirmation of her identity, the tattoo there simplistic and small. A necessity, rather than a piece of art - which about summed Tey’s presence up nicely. Her hair was tied at the nape of her neck, and her clothes were simple and practical. She loosened the rucksack on her shoulder; all business and little preamble. “No casualties?” It was the most pertinent question to ask, and the only immediate answer she sought. Tey would not be happy to hear anything other than agreement, though she braced herself anyway. Later she’d ask for a report. Nothing formal; she was not interested in how they’d accomplished their task, but she did have questions. Perhaps, as an impartial party, she’d ask White for his opinion too, but not now. She’d lost track of time after traversing the underground tunnels, but she appreciated that it was an inconvenient hour.