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"Yes, ma'am." Olena replied, somewhat wearily. They weren't staying long, it seemed. It wasn't even first light yet! Nonetheless, the Amazonian Amaran went off gather up her gear and tarp. Once done, she would wait at the rally point and eat a nutrition bar to keep her going with a bit of...

Olena's smile remained up until Uranus conceded to his desires and kissed her. "Hmmngh~," she hummed in delight - rapidly coming to the conclusion that bagging two older men in one night was a bit more than a mere coincidence. Nonetheless, the Vixen made it clear that she was all about Uranus's...

Olena thought on it for a moment, then shook her head. "Nah. They passed over a couple times from different directions. I think they have a general idea of where we escaped from yesterday. But if they had a better idea of where we were, they would have probably lingered for a while longer. That...

Olena allowed a quiet sigh to escape her as sleep eludes her. She works her way up with her elbows up to her hands, sitting up in bed as she realizes the sound that had awoken her was someone working the handle. She blinked the gathering fatigue out of her eyes, before boldly hopping out of bed...

Olena accepted the keys with a grateful smooch on Uranus's cheek. "Thanks, opa," she teased, dancing away just as quickly as she had snuck closer into the older man's personal space. She bumped Bagration's hip with her own as she passed him with a wink, before promptly moving to explore the...

"Looks like nothing to do with us, ma'am," Olena reported, stuffing her rope back into her pack. "Some Imperial aerial reconnaissance or maybe they're going to or from a ground attack mission? Either way, they came from that direction," the Amaran Amazonian accompanied her words with a pointed...

"Oh, you want to talk about being tired?" Olena teased, just a little genuine in her awe at the sheer audacity of Bagration to imply that he was more tired than her. Despite the levity of the topic, the Ukrainian Amazonian gave it some thought. She would like some time to recover from the...

Olena cursed quietly at the increased traffic - yet her awareness wasn't improving. Either a transport had just landed and taken off in a different direction or the Imperials were conducting an aerial operation against... Someone. With a nervous sigh, she untied the rope and put it back on her...

"Oh, you know what they say about seasoned men in a young man's profession," Olena teased, the slightest bit of breathless heat in her voice to knock Uranus off balance before delivering the punch. "Of course, she could also just get old and crotchety like you, opa!" Couldn't be too free with...

Olena started as she sat up a little straighter, holding her weapon close as she looked through the night sky and the tree canopy to try to get an idea of how close the Imperial vehicle was - especially if it was loitering. She didn't bother to raise the alarm, not yet... There was no ignoring...

Olena was as whimsical and clever as her vulpine nature suggested - but two hours of staring out into the darkness with only the stars and whatever celestial satellites orbited the planet she was on was going to be a challenge to get through, even for her. The Amazonian Amaran tried to keep her...

Olena shivered at the vague memory of Leshi and Baba Yaga, stories of forest and fay creatures that were as likely to lead a child to adventure and wonder as they were to murder and misery. If pressed, she would claim the chill of the air as the reason, inwardly chastising herself for indulging...

Olena sought out whichever tree would give her the most advantageous view of the perimeter and the most likely avenue of approach to any would-be infiltrator or raiding party... Perhaps more importantly, she sought out whichever tree could be reasonably comfortable on, perhaps with a split trunk...

Olena reflexively raised her hands as she found herself staring down the barrel of a gun. Whether she was really going to surrender or merely bide her time to overwhelm her apparent assailant, that question becomes a mere thought exercise as the Vixen smiled cheekily at Bagration. "Oh? Are you...

"It's a rain forest, I'm sure we'll be fine!" Olena retorted breezily, stretching her arms up as she clambered out from the half-to. "Aw, man!" Those raised arms and her eyes squeezing shut gave the impression of a petulant teenager. "And I missed it? Ah, well. At least there isn't some crazy...

Olena inhaled sharply as she was shaken awake, a quiet groan escaping her as she managed to avoid shouting in surprise. "Ough- Yeah... Yeah, I'm on it. Woof." The Amazonian Amaran took a few moments to grab her canteen and splash her face, helping to wake her up, before she began to put on her...

"Oh, he'll be alright," Olena replied breezily, an easy smile on her face as she gave the incapacitated guard a couple light slaps on the cheek. "Sorry for the scare, comrade," she started, grunting as she lay the guard down against the wall. "I was just leaving." With that, the Vixen bounded...

Olena nodded to herself as she managed to get a quick glimpse at what she was dealing with. All she had to do was wait for the hapless guard to come around the corner and he would feel the lightning... She deadpanned as the drunk socialite kept trying to talk to her, shooting him an unamused and...

Olena winced as the female of the pair chose to react to the mostly pitch-black form near her with an alerting screech. She moved back without really looking where she was going, her gaze fixed firmly on the corner of the house she could hear someone running from. For a moment, she was tempted...

Olena allowed a concerned hum to escape her at the steadily escalating situation. The path to her insertion point was blocked with whoever began to come for Pavel. She could try to neutralize them both, but she would have to rush them, and it probably wouldn't be quiet... She was also getting...