[center][h1][color=gold]Leannah[/color][/h1]

[h3][i]Second Floor, Ruined Building (???), ???[/i][/h3][/center]

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Leannah found herself feeling a bit grateful for the current circumstances regardless. Donovan was a hard worker before, she could tell that much by the man's attitude and behavior so far. Something she definitely appreciated to be sure. Now that they were all armed, though, all that remained was seeing if the one above them would respond well once they could get up there to see them. She'd heard them come out of the tank, even the shuffling of the feet and such as the moved about. It was one thing she liked about her body...er, rather this new body of hers in this new life therein. 

However, they still had to make some kind of battle plan to get out of here. If this was anything like 'those games', then some shambling disaster or magical experiment gone wrong or angry mimic could be lying somewhere. Only their immediate area had been guaranteed to be safe after all, and that much hadn't been lost on the woman. 

With that in mind, she let out a small sigh and turned to Malphas and Donovan once more, hands on her hips as one hand also held her spear. She'd want to look at it more later after getting that information on it, but-...eh. One thing at a time here. 

[color=gold]"Well, while they get working we probably need to get a working escape plan shaped up by the time we get our last group member  down from there. 

My initial thought is keeping us close, tight, and basically finding a vantage point to see where the exit is if we can. I could also hang at the front or back and keep my ears out, even, if that would be helpful.   

What do you both think? Any ideas to toss in?"[/color] 

Maybe they'd brainstorm something in time. Maybe not. She was hoping to not waste this new life in the first mere minutes and hours before getting ground to death by a giant walking millstone for all she knew.