Haven (Starting)

Vixen

Vixen bounded across the rooftops, chasing after Hunter. She wondered what the Russian wanted with the supplies of poisonous plants she'd collected. Pushing the thoughts from her mind, she reached the apartment complex Hunter had metioned pretty quickly. She pushed open the creaky entrance door to the building and entered, wary of any traps.

Since there seemed to be none, she made her way silently up the stairs, after debating with herself that the elevator was not worth the risk. She regretted it however, the weather was hot and humid, and the bulding's internal air conditioning was switched off. She reached the 7th floor and decoded to stop, claiming room 713 as hers. No doubt Brent would want them on the same floor, but she would worry about that later.

For now, she ripped off her bag and peeled off her dirty clothes, and stepped in the shower. Ahh... Heaven.
An hour later, she emerged, (having washed her clothes as well) and put on a fresh new outfit. She walked to the cupboard to stash her knapsack there, and then went down (by lift this time).

Someone else entered the foyer at the same time her lift pinged into the entryway.
"Hey."

Mark Stone

I left the warehouse quickly and alone. Taking a detour past the docks, I relished in the early morning air. However, after walking for an hour and reaching a residential area, I realised I had no idea where I was meant to be going.
"Bollocks."
I eventually found my way to the entrance of the road Vixen had mentioned. I settled down to wait for one of our 'family' to come by, hoping they'd know where to go. Although, having looked at my watch, it's possible that they've all already got there by now.