Chino almost breaks the car door when he hears Katsina talk to him. He missed most of the words; something about his aura being weird. He quietly pulls his hand back and tries to act normal. Taking a quick glance back, he notices Katsina wasn't paying any attention to him. It's been a fragging minute since I realized I'm falling apart and I almost blew it! Pull yourself together! Images hit him again, a man, completely flattened by a door that seems to have fallen on him, blood everywhere. This time, he hears echoes 'Four-three, bitch!' followed by laughter that sounds very much like his own. It's an unsettling scene, but Chino finds himself enjoying the image; the death and victory sending tremors of ecstasy through his body. As if that scene was natural, more natural than the current freezing drek they were situated in.
Buunda! I need something to do. Something to concentrate on.
After what seemed like an eternity, something flickered into his view. Finally! Doc got something. Crumpled. Hack. Damn it! Chino shook his head. He's Doc for now, everyone else seems to be calling him that. He quickly brought up the info file Doc had sent. Eager that he finally had something to focus on, Chino swiftly read through it. Bingo! Yahtzee! Wait, what the frag is Yahtzee? For that matter, what the frag is Bingo? Aaaaaagh, I'm losing my grip again!
Another minute goes by, this time, without any images coming to mind. Just pure darkness. Sweet. Delicious. Darkness.
As he comes to, Chino realizes that everyone has already left the car. Now might be a good time to move. Or... No! Move, damn it! Chino does not go out like this!
He opens the door and steps outside. Ohanzee seems to be taking charge again. Right. Orders. All right, I guess I'll be in the middle. I better not black out while we're walking. He notices a whole bunch of messages flying around, and looks them over. Lots of messages between the blue team. In a surprising moment of clarity, he responds,
<<@Blue Team [Chino] They are in the same boat as the rest of us. They know that they have a better chance with us than against us, and that we outnumber them. Nevertheless, I agree. It never hurts to be too cautious.>>
Chino nods and gets himself into formation. Damn, it's good to be moving again. Unconsciously, a grin appears on his face. He faces Katsina. In a semi-serious tone, he says, "Ma'am, you lead the way."