They're Checking Out Your Savoir Faire ((Open to Quinn))

[symkarian_princess]

Nika sat in a small cafe with her text book open on the small table in front of her. She had a cup of something that at least did not taste like tar. The place she was in was slightly rustic, but it was at least not dilapidated. She did not have to worry about a ceiling beam try to crush like she had 24 hours ago.

She had her back to a wall and occasionally glanced toward the either the kitchen or the front door. She sipped her not-tar as she waited.

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[pussyfootaround]

"Awfully chipper to get started, isn't he?" Felicity said lightly. She eyed the Barton boy carefully before nodding at Nika. "He looks, capable enough, at least. Kind of has that whole Jason Bourne thing going on in the looks department. I approve. So far."

[symkarian_princess]

Nika quirked an eyebrow at Felicity but made no other outward comment. She adjusted her gear for better warmth.

"Felicity Thompson, Quinn Barton," she introduced. She gestured vaguely with the AR-7 stock. "Lead on, Mr. Quinn. Felicity and I will follow."

Which wasn't typical Nika behavior, but she was trying to be good at this whole field assessment thing.

[i_can_hit_that]

While Nika introduced him, Quinn was busy putting together his rifle. If either of them watched him as he did so, they would notice that he literally put together in about eight seconds as his hands moved swiftly and fully from part to part until it was assembled. He loaded it with a magazine of non-lethal ammo and was ready to lead by the time Nika told him to do so.

He took a moment to remember the last known location of their quarry and lead them in that direction. Unless the guy had been airlifted out, chances were that he was still there.

"If I see anything, I'll try to warn you in advance...but I've got really good eyesight so if I warn you and you don't see anything, just be prepared." he directed.

[pussyfootaround]

Felicity deftly slipped her stylized cat mask - complete with attached white-blonde wig - over her own honey-blonde hair and nodded. She touched her mask in a spot near the right eye and started recording everything that was happening through her lenses.

"Eyes like a hawk, I got it," she quipped.

[symkarian_princess]

Nika raised an eyebrow at the quick assembly. It would beat her time when she pulled the parts of her rifle out of the stock. Though her bullets were of the lethal variety.

"So noted," she commented. She glanced at Felicity and saw the mask.

"Eyes on the recruit." It was a polite reminder for the tech. Nika also decided to take up the rear so Felicity would have an unobstructed view.

[i_can_hit_that]

Quinn led his teammates into the hills, keeping his eyes open for any soldiers. It was about an hour or two into the hike when Quinn heard something on one of the higher hills above them. He held up his hand to mention that they should stop.

He pointed upward and tapped his wrist twice to indicate that there was someone above them, maybe a few years ahead.

He hoped they would understand his hand signals.

[pussyfootaround]

Well, he certainly wasn't asking either of them to put a bracelet on it.

Felicity paused and looked up trying to follow Quinn's line of sight.

[symkarian_princess]

Nika hadn't been on a long hike in awhile. She managed to keep up but there was a small ache from being out of practice. Also, there was a pebble in her left boot.

When Quinn stopped and signaled, the Symkarian figured the pointing was an indicator someone was up there. She quietly pulled the parts of her rifle out of the stock and assembled them. She wasn't as quick as Quinn, but she managed to get her rifle together.