you don't tap out

Could never be too careful, especially in a vulnerable position like this one. Hell, couldn't be too careful with enemies banging down their doors, as they were in the Pines. Though Iscariot had taken care to be as far away from the threat as possible now that her job was done, she wouldn't allow her guard to drop. Hell, not like she was that much safer, with Sephiran stalking around. Kaino was still tied up in the raid, and not having her usual buffer companion around was... hard. Harder than she wanted it to be, though being agreeable wasn't in her plans.

Perhaps that's why the girl's appearance from a direction Riot didn't anticipate was so jarring. Encrusted in crystal but looking a bit like a petri dish (were those mushrooms?)-- had the blow she'd taken to the head caused more damage than she'd initially thought? The Syndicate didn't take kindly to intruders, but then... why did she look like she was offering help in earnest?

Distrustful to her core, Iscariot's posture goes defensive. Bristling, turning to shield her wounded back and shoulder from the imagined threat. As she moves, Riot visibly flinches. Two fights down for the day, it's been a lot already. "Who are you?" Though her coat had taken on the same scent as the Pines, if the stranger had been hiding out here, then someone would have found her sooner. Then, Riot had been gone for some time. What had changed in that time?

"Iscariot"