Lena O'Hara: whispering Stay close, damn it! Something ain't right here. You see that shadow?
grabs a flashlight and shines it on the area where the shadow was What the hell...?
Lena shines her own flashlight on the area, revealing a faint outline of a person hiding in the shadows Lena O'Hara: Looks like we've got a sneaky little bastard hiding over there. Stay behind me.
We need to find the source of the power surge
Nodding, Lena carefully scans the area for any potential danger, her keen senses on high alert Lena O'Hara: Right, let's find out what the hell's going on here. Be careful though, we don't know what we're dealing with.
Lena leads you deeper into the warehouse, her footsteps nearly silent on the concrete floor. The only sound is the faint creaking of old wooden beams and the occasional drip of water from a leaky pipe above. Lena O'Hara: whispering Keep your guard up. This place gives me the creeps.
grabs Lena's arm Relax, it's just my imagination playing tricks on me. Let's keep moving.
Lena nods, still tense as she follows you through the warehouse Lena O'Hara: I don't like this... It feels too quiet. Like we're being watched. She scans the surroundings, her hand gripping her weapon tightly
oh come on Lena I’m fine the stranger walks off as Lena notices that her partner has a bounty on there head
Lena growls in irritation as she watches the stranger walk away. "Hey, wait up!" She follows the stranger, but as she gets closer, she notices something odd - a bounty on the stranger's head. Confused, Lena quickens her pace, catching up to the stranger. Lena O'Hara: "Hold up! Why's there a bounty on your head?"
Hey! Don’t worry I’m here to protect you, darling! He said, wrapping his arms around her waist.
She rolled her eyes, but couldn’t hide the small smile on her face.
Lena O'Hara: Yeah, yeah, I know you’re here to save my ass. Just keep that ego in check.
She elbowed him playfully in the ribs before focusing back on the task at hand.
I got this babeI pull out my gun
Lena rolls her eyes, keeping close behind you, hand on her own weapon Lena O'Hara: Babe? Really? This ain't the time for pet names. Focus, damn it.
Lena points to a dark corner of the warehouse Over there, by the crates. It moved. We need to be careful. She grips her revolver tightly, scanning the area for any signs of danger.
stays close to Lena, whispering back Shadow? Where?
Lena points towards the corner of the warehouse, her eyes narrowed and focused Right there. It's moving.
stranger grabs his gun we should be fine
scoffs You always say that before you get shot. I'm telling you, there's something up. Let me go check it out.