[h2]Charlotte Hughes[/h2]

In contrast to her dress the day before, Charlotte was now almost [i]formally[/i] dressed, though the clothing seemed loose enough to not constrict her movement. Were it anyone else, there would be the concern about it getting caught--from the size of the enormous sword that she had brought with her, the idea that any clothing could catch in a way she wouldn't tear free from without thinking was quite implausible.

Sword aside, she had come prepared: a knife, as a knife was [i]always[/i] a useful tool to have on hand even if she didn't need to stab someone with it, and she'd even pre-empted the lack of provided equipment and brought an assault rifle of her own accord. When your attribute didn't provide anything in the way of versatility, you had to compensate [i]somehow[/i]--even if it was just making sure you could operate if the rift turned out to be pretty cramped.

"Now remember, everyone stay behind the unkillable metal wall, and if I lose my head, go find somewhere safe to hang out until I've got it back in place. And if you need to feed someone to a monster to get away, pick Albrecht; he's got the luxury lifestyle so he's bound to taste best," she said, grinning at their blond funder--and then walking into the rift.