Two Nutjobs?
Faith Pickett
Faith covered her face as the winged man sprinted at her and pried the camera from her hands. She closed her eyes and began to walk backwards. "Nobody's going to find you!" Faith had no idea why she said that, or why the words rolled off her tongue so easily. She finally backed up against the wall and slid down into a crouching position, reactive of the man's outburst at her. Faith felt that she could easily be overpowered or shot for what she did. "I'm sorry, just give me the camera back! It isn't even mine." Faith Pickett
After a moment of silence, with Faith's back pressed up against the wall, she reached slowly with wide eyes at the winged man. She wasn't scared of mutants, rather she was worried that she'd be shot soon enough. That would be awkward to explain. It's not like she had any family or anything, but that was just her thought process. However, Faith determined she wasn't going to die today. "I'll make it up to you and remove all pictures on that camera of you, if you give it back. Come here." Faith refused to move from her spot against the wall. Her hands were extended as she looked at the man with expectant eyes; she was hoping he would trust her enough to give the camera back.
Foundry Sleepy Asian Bush