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Randall raised an eyebrow at the woman, taking a step back to size her up. "What-"
Josh was surprised too, not having seen the woman appear since he was too busy looking for his little ginger kitty, that seemed to have disappeared. How disappointing. But it was replaced by this red headed chick, and boy, was she poking a tiger. "Oh, no, you don't want to hug him. I'm his brother and even I can hardly hug him." Just think how he'd react to a stranger- totally flip out and probably kill a dozen people before he got calmed down sufficiently.

The woman turned towards Josh and giggled again, rolling her eyes.

"I was being sarcastic, silly. What makes you think I'd hug him any more than I hug a prickly cactus?" Another giggle. Her diamond sword somehow glinted, even though it was entirely giant pixels.

It seemed as big as any other average sword, however. And was probably just as deadly. She swung it around and rested it across her shoulder, behind her head.

"So what are we doing? Who's in charge here?" Whatever she thought they were doing, she was obviously very excited to go ahead with it.

"sorry, sir. I'll need a few moments then, I'm used to doing light missions and scouting,try not to shoot in those missions." He set the riffle down against the door and went to start pushing bullets into magazines.

"Don't be sorry. I hate it when people are sorry for what they don't do. Just learn, though, okay? And it's okay if you're not used to this. Hell, I can tell you that I never expected anything of this magnitude at all. Hell, I'm not sure if I expected anything near this," Jacob said, and leaned against the wall.

"JACOB!" Josh shouted out of the nest in the direction he had seen his friend go off in. "WE GOT COMPANY!"
Randall sighed and got all his necessary crap together, sliding down the ladder and waiting for Josh to follow. He didn't know who she was or what she was doing here but she couldn't have gotten in if she wasn't allowed, realistically.
But then, that was realism. Who needed it?

"Company? Motorola, or Sprint?" Jacob asked, and sprinted out the door, towards his nest. He had his Thompson drawn, in case it was an enemy, which he highly doubted, but prepared for none the less.

The girl took a step back, her sword disappearing into thin air and she held her hands up in a "who, me?" Pose.

She said those exact words, too, and then she said, "What's wrong? Oh, well hello there." She smirked at Jacob.

"I believe I've been boy-trapped." Said the strange young woman, bringing back that old stupid phrase from the 1st grade of anyone with a childhood. "You must be the one in charge."

Dante had finished one of the clips when the shout came, he drew his pistol and quickly followed Jacob.

"Yeah, yeah you. I'm pointing at you. Literally. What's your name, how'd you get here, and what's your point in being here?" Jacob said, and cocked his Thompson, pointing it at her and showing her the massive gun. He wasn't in the mood for an enemy to appear out of nowhere.

It was evident that she was trying not to giggle.

"Umm, well..." She looked at the ceiling, put her hand to her chin and "hmmm"ed for a few seconds.

"I think it would best be explained through song." She concluded.

Instead of singing some song explaining her situation, she simply walked to a corner of the room and picked up a cat that you could swear wasn't there before.

"I'm not getting payed enough to deal with this... Hell... I'm not getting payed at all..." Jacob said, and looked at her like she was crazy, which he did think she was. But still, if she wasn't here to hurt him, she could stay. Just not drive everyone insane. "If you sing... I will taser you, and drag you from my nest. So please don't sing..."

"Y'know, if you wanted a raise you could've just said so..." Cooed the girl absentmindedly.

She was verifiably insane, as a matter of fact. Not 'seeing things' insane, or 'paranoid schizophrenic' insane, but more of an 'any number of things could happen at any moment and I am the embodiment of all of them' insane.

Lucky for Jacob, she didn't sing. She did take an interest in a mention of his nest, however. (Don't ask me....)

She dropped the cat, which quickly disappeared, and a look of pure excitement took its position upon her face.

"OOOH! The little Robbin has a nest!"

"You did not just... You... What the hell..." Jacob said, and stared at her. Now he was getting vexed with that woman. I mean seriously, she was making fun of him, but unintentionally. "Down. Get. Now."

The woman cocked her head to one side, and giggled despite the look of confusion on her face.

"Down? From where? Oh, you mean..."

Blink, she's gone.

Turn towards the nest, there she is. "Down from here? Okay!" She climbed down too quickly, and she slipped and fell.

She slowly picked herself up and giggled again: Perfectly fine. Well, physically anyways.

"Better. Now what's your name?" Jacob said, smiling. He couldn't help it sometimes. Crazy people were just him, and the constant giggling? Made him laugh. He pointed the gun down again, and let it hang.

The girl thought for a moment longer than she should have for something as simple as a name.

"Umm.. You can call me Kitty." She winked at him and then looked around.

"So what are we doing here anyways?"

Dante wasn't being swayed by her giggly attitude and still held his pistol ready at his hip, "Sir?"

"Kitty... huh..." Jacob said, and looked at Dante. He'd let him stay ready, but he knew that if she tried anything, he'd be more than ready to kill her. "We've been here for a long time, miss. You're the new one here."

The woman put her hand on her hip and pouted.

"Huh, okay. That doesn't answer my question."

She looked around the warehouse once more before walking over to the entrance.

"Is this supposed to be some kind of base or something?"

"More or less. This is Navy Pier. Chicago. East side, to be specific. It's the last one of the biggest fortresses there are, really," Jacob replied, and looked around. Then he laughed at her pouting. "Don't worry. I got more cryptic answers to come!"