The dirt trailed high behind Beca as she went off road towards her location. Upon leaving the hotel and Stacie, Beca had continued on with her intentions of meeting with who had actually called her earlier that morning. Beca slowed the pace of her bike right down to keep the dirt trail low and not give her away. Parking the bike Beca pulled off the helmet and allowed the fake bleach blonde hair fall down. The black mask sat comfortably on her face, along with her attire also black and Beca made her way into the private compound. Surpassing the walls and slipping through the back entry Beca made her way over into the main area, spotting the short woman sitting in front of a large computer monitor.
Stepping out from behind the wall Beca hid behind she climbed up onto one of the beams above and expertly walked along it. Quietly she locked her foot in with the other across the bar and hung her body like a monkey on a vine continuing forward Beca halted upon hearing a toilet flush. Beca checked to see the woman was still typing away at her computer unaware of the presence above her. Beca steadied herself by holding onto the bar with both her hands and dropped down to the floor soundlessly, slipping around a corner just in time before the other woman came into the room.
"God I'm starving! Any changes?" the blonde woman asked.
Beca peered around to see them looking over the screens in front and made her way past the large water containers and machinery. Beca would flank them from the side. Silently she snuck around the bars and used them to swing from one to the other until she reached her destination. Taking the long knife out of her boot she peered around the corner to see the blonde turn her way.
Shit. Beca ducked her head back behind cover.
Listening to the woman's heavy footsteps she moved into the kitchen, walking right past Beca. Smirking Beca followed as if she were the woman's shadow. Beca brought the knife up and ready near the woman's neck but was taken back when the blonde turned and grabbed Beca into a bear hug near crushing her spine. Beca dropped the knife that clattered to the ground.
"Lili preduprezhdal tebya ya byl zdes', ne tak li? (Lily warned you I was here, didn't she?)" Beca asked in fluent Russian.
The blonde woman let out a belly laugh and dropped the shorter woman to the ground. Beca had been laughing but bent down to pick up her knife and using the near table top, jumped and used it to flip herself around the woman. Beca had the blonde in a firm grasp and used her legs to render the woman's arms useless if she tried to fight back.
"YA vyigrayu. (I win.)" Beca whispered proudly.
"YA chut' bylo vas, khotya! (I nearly had you though!)" The blonde responded excitedly.
Beca untied herself from the woman and slipped the knife back into her boot.
Both of them turned to each other with a small smile.
"Rad videt' tebya snova Emi. (Good to see you again Amy.)"
"Rad videt' vas tozhe Beca. (Good to see you too Beca.)" Amy replied with a toothy grin.
Amy waved her hand in gesture to the clothes and mask "Chto takoye s kostyumom?(What is with the costume), YA dumal, ty poluchil izbavit'sya ot nego. (I thought you had gotten rid of it.)"
Beca shook her head, "Net. (No)"
Amy nodded and smile, "Ah well, Vyglyadit khorosho na vas yeshche. (Looks good on you still.)"
Beca gave a short smile.
"Oh! Kak grubo s moyey storony! (How rude of me).Are you hungry friend?"
