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Gwen watched Sidhel and Sam ease themselves over the walls of the factory. As they had made their way to the site that Ania said the queens daughters were going to be held for a couple more days before being transferred to a new hiding spot. She as well as the others wondered if the purist traitor was telling the truth, or if she was sending them into a trap. Samantha, a smile came to her face as her eyes took in the towering elf. When they first met, the petite ranger felt herself almost swoon like a schoolgirl, she didn't know until that time how much muscles were a turn-on. Luckily, the first gen elf, liked the punkish little ranger, and life been wonderful since they moved in together.

Thankfully, the outfit the queen provided, offered more protection than that blouse her lover showed up in. Guess she should've said that she needed her for backup, rather than to get her butt over to a coffee house. Least this had bullet resistance cloth...So the queen claimed. The latest black-opt armor, with new style pistols that were supposed to be able to cut through most low level body armor. It was supposed to for the twins now dead bodyguard.

Her thoughts were brought back to the present when the elf on the roof across the street started moving. She herself was pretty well hidden laying flat on her own roof, peeking over the small ledge. They came in slowly, building by building eyes watching for any lookouts. They were still three buildings away when they spied the movement, evidence that the traitor was speaking the truth. They slowly worked, their way up a building across the street from their target. Thankfully the area was rundown and most of the old buildings empty.

Sidhel muttered, that the kidnappers really picked, the wrong place to hold up, too many hiding places for a rescue team to use, too few people, the kidnappers stuck out like a pimple on the end of a humans nose. She made her way to the roof to check out the factory while the others waited below. After observing it for over a half-hour, she made her way below, outlining what she saw. Now they spilt-up, she was back on the roof watching the lookout while the other two made their way over the wall and up the roof following the route she planned out.

She wished that she was with them, but she was their guardian, she also wished that she had her sniper rifle rather than the assault rifle. Nevertheless Sidhel said, she rather have a ranger certified sniper watching over them than the goddess. She watched as Samantha followed the blond elf up onto the lower roof, then pulled her gun keeping guard as Sidhel made her way upwards. Ania said that the lower doors and windows were wired, and if any rescue attempts, the princesses were to be shot, no negotiations.

So the pair were going up and in, her job was to kill anyone she didn't know coming out, or going in. Her eyes shifted to the Aldaron as she climbed the ladder, when suddenly it gave a creak loud enough for her to even hear. The lookout froze, her head tilted towards the area the sound came from. A motion from Sidhel caught her eyes, the blond was waving her hand back and forth across her throat. Taking a deep breath, Gwen readied herself, before slowly getting to her knees, quick movement will be noticed she's been taught, slow and easy. Once on her knees, she pulled up her rife, the infra-red clearly showing showing the advancing lookout. Gwen had already dialed in the range into her scope, now it was time to prove Sidhel's confidence in her.

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Gwen watched Sidhel and Sam ease themselves over the walls of the factory. As they had made their way to the site that Ania said the queens daughters were going to be held for a couple more days before being transferred to a new hiding spot. She as well as the others wondered if the purist traitor was telling the truth, or if she was sending them into a trap. Samantha, a smile came to her face as her eyes took in the towering elf. When they first met, the petite ranger felt herself almost swoon like a schoolgirl, she didn't know until that time how much muscles were a turn-on. Luckily, the first gen elf, liked the punkish little ranger, and life been wonderful since they moved in together.

Thankfully, the outfit the queen provided, offered more protection than that blouse her lover showed up in. Guess she should've said that she needed her for backup, rather than to get her butt over to a coffee house. Least this had bullet resistance cloth...So the queen claimed. The latest black-opt armor, with new style pistols that were supposed to be able to cut through most low level body armor. It was supposed to for the twins now dead bodyguard.

Her thoughts were brought back to the present when the elf on the roof across the street started moving. She herself was pretty well hidden laying flat on her own roof, peeking over the small ledge. They came in slowly, building by building eyes watching for any lookouts. They were still three buildings away when they spied the movement, evidence that the traitor was speaking the truth. They slowly worked, their way up a building across the street from their target. Thankfully the area was rundown and most of the old buildings empty.

Sidhel muttered, that the kidnappers really picked, the wrong place to hold up, too many hiding places for a rescue team to use, too few people, the kidnappers stuck out like a pimple on the end of a humans nose. She made her way to the roof to check out the factory while the others waited below. After observing it for over a half-hour, she made her way below, outlining what she saw. Now they spilt-up, she was back on the roof watching the lookout while the other two made their way over the wall and up the roof following the route she planned out.

She wished that she was with them, but she was their guardian, she also wished that she had her sniper rifle rather than the assault rifle. Nevertheless Sidhel said, she rather have a ranger certified sniper watching over them than the goddess. She watched as Samantha followed the blond elf up onto the lower roof, then pulled her gun keeping guard as Sidhel made her way upwards. Ania said that the lower doors and windows were wired, and if any rescue attempts, the princesses were to be shot, no negotiations.

So the pair were going up and in, her job was to kill anyone she didn't know coming out, or going in. Her eyes shifted to the Aldaron as she climbed the ladder, when suddenly it gave a creak loud enough for her to even hear. The lookout froze, her head tilted towards the area the sound came from. A motion from Sidhel caught her eyes, the blond was waving her hand back and forth across her throat. Taking a deep breath, Gwen readied herself, before slowly getting to her knees, quick movement will be noticed she's been taught, slow and easy. Once on her knees, she pulled up her rife, the infra-red clearly showing showing the advancing lookout. Gwen had already dialed in the range into her scope, now it was time to prove Sidhel's confidence in her.

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