BLU Base Espionage

After not having much luck in the kitchen with making food, Ian found himself in one of the chairs of the common room. On the table next to him sat a bowl of soup he managed to heat up himself. In his lap, a medical textbook -- one that he still didn't particularily feel like looking at, but was trying anyway. Eating the soup rather slowly and subconsciously, the medic quietly began to scan the pages of the tome in his hands.

The door of the BLU base swung open once again and Eric strolled inside, an empty plate in her hand. She passed by Ian and slowed, leaning over him to see what he was reading. "Looks like some, uh, thrilling stuff there." She commented before continuing into the kitchen, stepping over to the sink to drop her plate off.

The spy was especially grateful that he’d brought along his Cloak and Dagger model invisiwatch, it charged as he sat cloaked, in waiting. How riveting. He thought to himself. Hm. I don’t recognize that voice... Zacharie stood against the wall and looked around it, looking into the kitchen. Ah, so the BLU Medic had arrived at last. He looked like a pushover to be honest. Eric was there was well, it’d been the first time he encountered her since the night she was laid up in the RED med-ward.

Across the way was the hallway to the med ward, it was likely the personnel files were down the other hallway then. He began to wonder if there really any discrepancies between the two common bases. He decided to wait for a good moment to cross over into the west hallway.

Eric came back and leaned in the doorway of the kitchen. She grinned and opened her mouth to reply, but stopped. Was that her imagination? No, no she definitely saw something moving toward the hall. It didn't even look like a person, almost just a blur... Shit if that was a ghost or some shit I am so out of here. She took a step toward the hallway and peered down it, but nothing. Looking back to Ian she pointed down the hallway and asked, "Did you just see that?"

He looked behind him to see the BLU Medic had started making his way down the hall. Great, he thought, they weren’t going to make it too easy for me, were they? He picked up the pace, swinging around the corner and nearly hitting the door to the file room. There it was, but the door was also closed. He stopped and froze, his back against the door. He stood, it still would make his silhouette less apparent. His Cloak and Dagger could also charge a bit meanwhile.

Ian felt the scout creep up close behind him as he traversed the hall. Having someone walk that close to him made his hairs stand on end. Why was she doing this? Surely she didn't actually see anything weird... right? There's nothing here. Glancing back a bit, he felt the need to assess the situation. "Um, what did you see, anyway?" While walking, he paid no mind to any other areas of the hall -- there was obviously nothing of importance to watch for.

Not a second later did they reach the ward, and the medic made straight for the desk to put his book away... partially to help ease the nervous feeling made from Eric walking on his tail.