A cold wind blew whistling slighting; almost the only sound in the dark of the night. Mist from the river rose and drifted into the abandoned warehouse that sat a little ways off from the waters edge. Something dripped. The cold plink plink adding life to the otherwise dead building. Grunge and mold covered the walls that were barely standing. Old rust covered beams no longer held the roof up in one side of the warehouse, but lay on the ground useless.
It was a forgotten and lonely place. Fallen to decay in the hands of time; no longer wanted by society. An outcast. A perfect hiding place Logan thought. He nodded to Lienna who was crouching behind him. She rose and carefully entered the warehouse, pausing to see if the whole thing would collapse on her head.
When she remained alive and uncrushed moments later she continued in and hopped onto a stack of crates that all leaned slightly to the left. They groaned a leaned a little more towards the wall; the sound breaking the silence.
"Why is it?" Lienna said balancing on one foot and surveying her surroundings. "That you always find the most dismal places to sleep in?" she turned and raised a questioning eyebrow at Logan.
He rolled his eyes. "Because the last time you picked a place to sleep we were attacked by Snatchers within minutes" he muttered as he rose from where he had been crouching outside the warehouse door and entered the building. He paused as Lienna had done, but unlike her, he turned and looked out the way they'd come. The river was quiet as was the night. There was no sign of life, no flicker of doubt that they were alone, no one had followed the,. They would be safe that night, Logan was sure of it.
"Really" Lienna continued ignoring what he'd said completely. He glanced at her and watched as she turned away and picked at something growing on the wall. "It's astounding how gross this place is" She jumped off the crate she was standing on and landed lightly in front of Logan. She straightened and looked up at him waiting for an answer to her question. He smiled slightly down at her and moved past her walking to the center of the building. He looked around taking in the damp and dirty decaying walls and large support beams that held the remaining pieces of roof up.
"And oh God did I mention the smell?" Lienna called after him. She wasn't going to let it go until she got an answer Logan know so he sighed as if he were actually annoyed and walked back to where she was standing, waiting with hands on hips and a disapproving glare on her face. He put his hands on her shoulders and leaned in close speaking with exaggerated slowness and clarity.
"Are you trying to tell me," he said narrowing his eyes "that you're getting tired of your job?" her eyes widened in mock disbelief as he continued "That you'd like to return to base and sleep in a big bed with fluffy pillows and a pile of warm blankets? That you'd like to leave me on my own, to do the work of two by myself?" He faked a look of horror which was mirrored in Lienna's face.
"Logan" She said breathless "as amazing as a bed sounds at the moment, I would never leave you. You'd die within minutes" She paused and smiled. "and I really can't have your death blamed on me. Wouldn't look good on my record" She patted his cheek and shrugged his hands off her shoulders as she stepped around him. Logan smiled and rolled his eyes again. He was used to the meaningless banter they often found themselves in the middle of.
"I wouldn't die within minutes" he started to argue but stopped when Lienna turned and gave him a look. "O.k." he said and threw up his hands. "But I would last an hour at least."
Lienna shook her head and climbed back up onto the stack of crates. "Maybe, but I doubt it" she said lightly as she sat down, taking off the large pack she had been carrying. "No worries Logan, mold and falling apart buildings are a normal part of my life. I've gotten used to them in the last four years" She grinned slightly and lay down, her head resting on her pack.
"I wasn't worried" Logan replied taking off his own pack and settling on the floor below Lienna. "You'd go crazy if you spent more then a day at base, you know you would."
"Mmmmhm" was the only answer he got. He didn't care though. Lienna liked to complain when she was in a mood but she didn't mean anything she said. She loved being on hunt even if it meant sleeping in abandoned warehouses and the chances of the two of them dying at any moment was a very real reality. The constant danger and dirt were what made life exciting she had said once when coming out of a similar mood, and she would never give that up. Not even for a fluffy pillow and a pile of blankets.
