"Damn it!"  Abigail snapped as the first round flew by and signaled the beginning of what looked like the start of an early end for the Crimson's fists first adventure.  "I should've known it wasn't going to be that easy."  The red pirate flinched as a pullet exploded on a piece of wood by her head.  "It's never that easy."  She sighed under the barrage of rifle shots.  

Frantically, the redhead looked around for something to do.  It was tempting to have Anna try and snipe some of the marines who were firing down on them.  She decided against it since sticking your head up while so many bullets were going down wasn't the way to go about getting out of tight situations.  HOwever, there didn't seem to be anything else to do.  So the captain's mind rapidly searched for a way to pull the eyes behind the triggers away from their locations when Eddie made a move on his own.  "Eddie, don't."  Before she could finish the newest recruit to their group disappeared down below.  "Okay then, Eddie do!"  

"Alright, everyone!"  Abigail called, pointing towards the hole in the ground.  "Everyone after Eddie.  Let's go! 
 Let's go!  Buttholes and knee caps, move!"  Without waiting for anyone to react she rushed down in a crouch and disappeared into a basement level.

The fall was further than Abigail had thought it would be.  "One story."  She said as she passed the first level.  "Two story.  Ouch."  She muttered after landing hard on her back.  "Gods be damned."  She mumbled, rubbing her back and shakily getting to her feet.  "What do we have here?"  She blinked around at her surroundings, stopping to look at the two, but settling her gaze on the man at the bench..  "This is honestly the oddest place I've ever seen a bench put and I've been around."