[h2]Kritch - Highway To Hell... 's Prison[/h2]
Oh... How low Kritch has sunk in the past three years of his miserable life. Living among trash, surviving off scraps, and spying on people has brought him down to his supposed lowest point. However, little did he know that in his life he would find that there is actually a time in which that point would go even lower. 

The paranoid rat was following a few paces behind the group, Kritch was slouched as always while he rubbed those two ugly hands together, his eyes scanning the area around him and his "teammates". These supposed teammates consisting of actually some of worst people in the hell-hole! A drunk belligerent brute that can't form a coherent thought for more than three seconds, a literal cloud of toxins and poisons that is acting rather suspicious with that buddy-buddy act, and the towering Cambion that is known for his horrible acts in Hell! In Hell! These people were the most dangerous to his safety and well being, Kritch put those three in high alert for most likely to maim or injure him on purpose or accident. Though the rest of the group? They were rather forgettable. The stoic knight, the child with a teddy bear, and that weird crab thing tagging along in the breakout. These three didn't stick out too much similar to himself, but still needed to keep an eye and high distrust on them for even the most unlikely person could be the person to actually betray him. Though, even with all of that, Kritch continued to follow the group ahead. Even if he couldn't trust anyone, the pay off of this mission was just too tantalizing for the rat. The prospect of escaping Hell itself... Too good to pass up, though Kritch was having second thoughts as the group had finally made it to their destination. 

Kritch carefully scratched his tough skin, he was quite intimidated by the size of the place even though it was only a standard structure to normal beings. The rat didn't know if he could be sneaky enough to infiltrate such a heavily defended site, and the idea of the punishment for sneaking into prison wasn't the cleanest. Kritch sighed to himself, he reminded himself of the rewards ahead before the stoic knight piled some equipment onto himself. He gave some instructions to save this Betty with the strange object, and soon looked away from the group that were soon chiming in their own ideas. The drunk of course was mostly ignored by Kritch, the shifty ass cloud gave in their own two-cents trying to improve the already highly dangerous plan, and the child later added in some useless questions and ideas to the conversation. "Bah! Child-thing no work use for me! Smashed broke body too useless. I dash sneak into building by self to save rescue lizard-thing. Rest do whatever gas-thing said." Kritch announced, as he strapped on the tent to his back by tearing up long pieces of his useless cloth clothes. Kritch was actually going to agree with this plan as he could trust at least one thing of this group, that they could be dangerous. Their blood thirsty actions could easily hide the sneaking rat in the background, and that would mean a safer time to sneak around the complex. He just needed to wait for the distraction to make his break-in, if the group did their job Kritch should have a fairly easy time locating and rescuing Betty with the Dataslab that the Barkeep had given him. Though, that was only if everyone did their job with no screw-ups, but with this group it was obvious that something was going to go wrong on either end.