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Althya hopped back, clearing herself from any other attacks that were to be exchanged between Laryn and the fancy dressed lady. The flashlight concealed up her right sleeve slid smoothly into her palm, the chrome cylinder handle fitting perfectly within her grasp. If a fight needed to be started, Althya was just the one to attract attention, especially at night; her flashlights could get very very bright. The very fact that she was entirely unknown on Omic...perhaps...

She gave Sacura a light nudge with the back of her hand, tilting her head towards the target building; it wouldn't hurt to get a vantage point before starting her infiltration. Althya then proceeded to tap Laryn on the shoulder, shrugging off the fact that he would probably scold her or tell her to back off. Any moment before he could do this, Althya spoke up.

"Laryn, maybe you could take a less flashy spot." There was not a moment Althya missed. She had put particular effort to remember that Laryn was rather well known in Omic and not in a good way. While Laryn was known to be a bit hot headed, Althya's suggestion was all based on logic. If he were to stay out of the spot light and position himself at a more tactical spot, it could reduce the risk Sacura was in as well as lower any chances of his presence being discovered on the planet.

"Anyway, I can take her." this said in a bolder tone so that the fancily dressed lady could hear. Unlike her appearance, Althya was very very capable of flashy.