[center][color=gold][h1]Leannah[/h1][/color] [i]"Mess With Waifu, Lose Your Laifu"[/i][/center] [hr] The commotion was enough to rouse the sleeping Bastelian from her slumber, even as her mind had been dreaming over the words the goddess had told her. Adrenaline surged into the feline-like humanoid's body as her eyes shot open, pushing out what initial tiredness or grogginess might have been there in favor of emergency energy in a pinch. Without a word the catgirl moved off of the bed she was lying on, leaping to her feet and landing on both of them rather well. Yet her mind did not have time to ponder a proper if it was because she was catlike, or if it was the martial arts, or a bit of both. Her mind and body were in a pure 'fight or flight' style response. [u]And this was a full-on 'fight' response.[/u] No punches pulled, and no mind to sit about doing nothing. The goddess' words returned to her mind, even as she darted to get into the next room to deal with whatever trouble had come knocking. Well, if any of said trouble was still in the house at this venture. And indeed, the catgirl's own feelings on the matter were settled enough as it was despite the heat of the moment. [quote=Birb][color=F0E68C]There is likely information you do not have, for he keeps information close to his chest. Seek what you are missing. I can not know what it is, but there is likely some discrepancy in what you have been told. Do not be soft, either. [b]Sometimes force must be used to understand a situation.[/b][/color][/quote] [i][color=gold]'Force, eh? Not my first idea at least, but that's one thing I can definitely work with right now!'[/color][/i] Fight. Punch. Kick. Hit dirty spots. Utilize the enemy's force against them. Snap limbs and twist them horribly. All of it and more from her old life was as clear in her mind, and as much as possible in her body thus far, even as clear as the purest crystal. And then some. She'd beat the hell out of whatever cultist asshole stood in her path! Then she'd get the information she needed by force! Discrepancies in the info she'd been told. Him hiding information in this whole thing. The suspicious clash between what Narkissa and company had been asked to do, and what she'd been told by the god himself. that would have to come as she worked on her feet, or if she could get Lazhira and company aside. Narkissa was right about one thing now, as indeed she needed to talk and they needed to get things communicated. Fast. Especially if this was the part of the whole shebang where things went to hell and everyone was running about. Maybe. She hoped it wasn't that far along, but that was not the most important thing to worry about if it was. She couldn't be soft with such a thing, or fumble about in worry and indecision. If her body was a weapon, she needed to apply it to that sort of situation now more than ever. ...Though next time she didn't need to pray to a goddess before fulfilling that little divine request made of her. Yeah, not something her tired mind had thought of before.