Three's A Crowd

Hey, Sis
Harlan looked down at the building across him, spotting his target as she entered the building. He leaped from his vantage point, landing on the roof of the building as silently as a feather. As he landed, he winced; his ankle was still sore from the battle a while. The patrols on said roof hadn't noticed him yet, and Harlan wasn't going to let them. He made quick work of them, knocking them out and laying them down flat. He noticed a door and made his way through.

The hybrid's nose twitched, picking up the scent of his target. He made his way through the facility, making sure to avoid any patrols. He wanted to surprise his target. As the scent got stronger, Harlan finally halted in front of a door. He was sure of it, his target was inside. Harlan opened the door quickly and quietly, closing it behind him. He stood to face the person he had been following.

"Hey," Harlan began. "How's it been, sis?"