[You see that car lurching along the road? Maybe you blow past it without a backwards look or maybe you slow down just to enjoy the spectacle until the driver finally manages to get the car they've been abusing onto the side of the road.

The exclamation comes as the driver's side door opens.]

BLOODY HELL!

[The blonde that pops out begins rooting around in the car itself with the anger and vitriol of someone who has had a long, bad day. Her hair is tangled but apparently decent enough to get her hand through as she pushes her hair out of her face and huffs, her expression wickedly angry right now.]

That can't be how you normally work. Where is that manual?!

[Maria typically likes to think she's a touch more clever than Richter. In this moment though she realizes that perhaps she ought to give him a load more credit, teasingly or not. She knew from simple word of mouth around that medicine was in short supply. Things weren't quite so advanced in her time of course but she has no trouble recognizing signs on the sides of crates.

When she steps in to retrieve the crates it's with the best of intentions. The instant she hears something buzz though she whips around, water buoying up and drenching her further as she tenses. The teenager is quick to summon a little ball of light just above one fingertip, hands held poised as if she's ready to do some sort of spell or such.

Then the water keeps moving. In fact it begins churning, far more than her now still form could produce, and her attention snaps down to it as it surges up to knee level suddenly. Once the computer lights up her attention snaps back to it.

"Release code required for exit."

Maria's expression goes from tight determination to immediate confusion.]

Code?

[Feel free to drop any prompt you like here! PMs and PPs @ goodluckstarfighter welcome for any plotting you might desire.]