LoyalPathogen's profile picture. Set out your own path; the mistakes of those before you are not your burden; Evil is not inheritable. Agent of D.S.O and wearer of parkas. [MVAU]

Sherry Birkin

@LoyalPathogen

Set out your own path; the mistakes of those before you are not your burden; Evil is not inheritable. Agent of D.S.O and wearer of parkas. [MVAU]

/stomach grumbles. LOUDLY. contemplates getting food..... too tired from her mission to move, and choose to continue with her paperwork./


/acting like she's happy and so cool there's near irrational panic happening beneath that pixie pout./


Tch! The government is REALLY slacking these days with updating their agents with mission details. Oh well, more free time for me.


--time with the fading light. She periodically checks her watch. Then holster. Then sides. She can't be too careful, after all./


--sure this is the right location for the rendezvous.. I hope the messenger isn't late. Or worse. /A bite of her lip, anxiety setting in--


--to shield her cheeks from the bitter wind. She glances to her watch, then to her surroundings, brows knitted in concern./ .. I'm pretty --


Jeez... Winter is setting in pretty quick. /a soft huff, her breath visible in the crisp, city air; her parka hood pulled up in some effort


--off the in direction of the hotel because EMBARRASSED WOE IS SHERRY./


--certainly not a smooth move for an agent like herself. She huffs, patting the snow off herself & rising up to her feet, quickly walking--


--/ ... I kinda miss home, company even-- /que one ill-calculated step on the path and WHAM. she's one her ass after slipping on the ice,--


-the snow, eyeing passing strangers with a wary eye from beneath the hood. The hotel wasn't far but hell, trouble had a way of finding her.-


--, brows knitting together as she pulls up her parka hood, nuzzling into the warm material at her neck. She continues trudging through the-


--so often probably would bring on a flu for others... Alas, a monstrous immune system proved helpful, at times. She sighs at that thought--


--civilization. And it's certainly relieving-- despite the cold winters of Moscow bringing her to a desperate halt. Changing climates--


/Shivering, the wind is relentless and ever-blowing icy northern winds that pass straight through her lithe form. She's finally back to--


[[♡♡ *//^//* mun is amazed and just-- thank you and hello to new followers!]]


So.. many people have found me. /she laughs lightly, brushing her hair back with smile./ Hello? But I can't help but feel somewhat concerned


Dare I say that these missions are a bit more... Tedious without witty company. /sigh


-- for the first time in ages. She turns over, parka being used as a blanket for now, and drifts into a light sleep./


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