[ It takes as little as fifteen minutes to kill the survivors. ]
[ Clouds drift across the moon. The night air is chill and crisp in contrast to Hei's burning sweat. Around him, shadows flicker, the forest a deep green, like a cloud before a tornado. But his movements are silent, relentless. The terrain, despite its superficial differences, reminds him of the jungles in South America. The spongy loam absorbs his footfalls. The dense foliage conceals his flashing shape. On a hand-held scanner, he watches the red Korra-blip move through the forest. The area is bisected by a river. She seems to be headed in that direction. Adrenaline surges. Hei's eyes narrow. You won't get away that easy. ]
[ Nor will she like it when he finds her. It's been a hell of a day and he can feel that familiar, crazy urge to unload on someone. If this stupid girl wants to give him a reason, too bad for her. ]
[ The path of frost, soil and sparse underbrush leads higher. Through a break in the trees, the encroaching darkness flattens the moonlight into a thin white artery between the thick trunks. The river stretches below a rocky outcrop, shimmering. Alert, controlling his breathing until it's a steady in-out, Hei scans the area. Korra can't be far. It's difficult to run while carrying a big sedated dog. More than likely, she's hidden the animal somewhere. (Of course, the fact that she'd risk taking the pet along, at all, pings off his brain in a white-hot ricochet. It's not very Contractorly.) ]
[ But he's not here to puzzle her out. Just deliver her to the Syndicate -- relatively undamaged. ]
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[ Clouds drift across the moon. The night air is chill and crisp in contrast to Hei's burning sweat. Around him, shadows flicker, the forest a deep green, like a cloud before a tornado. But his movements are silent, relentless. The terrain, despite its superficial differences, reminds him of the jungles in South America. The spongy loam absorbs his footfalls. The dense foliage conceals his flashing shape. On a hand-held scanner, he watches the red Korra-blip move through the forest. The area is bisected by a river. She seems to be headed in that direction. Adrenaline surges. Hei's eyes narrow. You won't get away that easy. ]
[ Nor will she like it when he finds her. It's been a hell of a day and he can feel that familiar, crazy urge to unload on someone. If this stupid girl wants to give him a reason, too bad for her. ]
[ The path of frost, soil and sparse underbrush leads higher. Through a break in the trees, the encroaching darkness flattens the moonlight into a thin white artery between the thick trunks. The river stretches below a rocky outcrop, shimmering. Alert, controlling his breathing until it's a steady in-out, Hei scans the area. Korra can't be far. It's difficult to run while carrying a big sedated dog. More than likely, she's hidden the animal somewhere. (Of course, the fact that she'd risk taking the pet along, at all, pings off his brain in a white-hot ricochet. It's not very Contractorly.) ]
[ But he's not here to puzzle her out. Just deliver her to the Syndicate -- relatively undamaged. ]