[And with the rest of it on lockdown (Charlie at door B while Tess and Seviilia keep watch of A; Tempest doing her...business all about them) Chloe shrugs a heavy pack from her shoulders, drops it to the floor (gun still in hand ) and begins the lengthy process of unpacking carefully folded space blankets, first aid kids, food packets and the like. Her eyes stay mostly set on the Initiative staff as she goes-- momentary breaks to organize supplies a given-- but she trusts Charlie and the others to manage the rest well enough.]
So...[Jesus Christ, someone break the obscenely glacial ice here.]
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So...[Jesus Christ, someone break the obscenely glacial ice here.]