[b]'Griff... one? Griffone, Griffone... Sure I've heard that name before...'[/b] If nothing else, it added credence to her claim of being a SeeD. For the moment Duncan as willing to trust her, although he would do a thorough check once they returned to Garden. Her plan was also a good one; it was a stroke of luck that the guards split up and a chance that they couldn't afford not to capitalise on. He crept off toward the toilet, gripping his breadknife firmly. Not the ideal weapon for this, but as needs must... At the last moment, he leapt forward to jam the knife deep into the guard's jugular. Careful to cover the unfortunate man's mouth, Duncan proceeded to saw through his throat until he stopped moving. With a bit of effort he was able to stash the body in a cleaner's closet next to the toilet and took from him a decent looking sword. Not his usual forte, but all SeeDs were trained on a variety of weapons. It would do. He paused, seeing all the blood on the floor. After a moment's thought, he placed an out of order sign over the toilet door.

He crept along to where Griffone had taken the other guard, giving her a bloody thumbs up. She had a set of keys, presumably from the unconscious guard, along with some handy weapons. But more importantly, she had chanced upon another prisoner. Duncan peered into the single cell, making out a familiar form. [b]'Oi... I've seen you before. You were on the Timber support team right? Grint or Grant, something like that?'[/b] He grimaced a little, embarrassed that he had forgotten yet another name. [b]'Let her out, she's one of us.'[/b]