> The night air was cold tonight -- not freezing but a > definite chill. Hitching a ride on a truck with a few > Transrail workers, Tina only had a short walk, turning > on the back alleyway leading to the hangar. As she > approached, she spoted a clocked figure leaning > against the wall near the doorway leading into the > Redliner's hangar and living quarters. > > As she drew closer, it was clear that the lone figure > was Jonus. His arms were crossed and his head clearly > bowed. Though, his hood covered any evidence whether > he was sleeping or awake. The night air revealed a steady > and calm breathing as each exhale billowed out a faint > mist from beneath his hood. She considered closing on Jonus quietly, so as not to wake him if he were in fact sleeping, but she had spent far too much time on Terra Nova not to understand most people's reactions when they are startled by a GREL, sneaking up on them. So, instead of risking frightening the man, she continued towards the hangar, not making any effort to hide her footfalls, nor going out of her way to make any more sound than usual. As she approached, however, she did slow a bit, giving Jonus time to wake, if he was indeed sleeping. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This message brought to you by the HG-PBEM "OVERDRIVE" mailing list. http://www.bluething.org/overdrive/