Fanya naked now had her dual pistols in her hands, she dropped empty clips, reloaded from her hip holsters and loaded up another under barrel mini-grenade launcher as well... just in case. The Fuk Twins were behind in at the center of the security circle, as were Becca at the moment, Loretta by her side and the rest forming the security circle around them, K, the Fire Team, Duos and Darion. Fanya, like everyone else, heard the skittering above their heads approaching them from all sides. She kept her head on a swivel, looking about in every direction, and when she moved, her wounds continued to heal over, slowly turning into scars.<br/><br/>Fanya looked over to Loretta,<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Did she say fifteen seconds or fifteen minutes, Loretta?</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>