<div class="floatright">(http://media.steampowered.com/steamcommunity/public/images/items/215280/a9849580b47ec9bbd0e7e90f7c31a51b1120e1f5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kristen Geary<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Death Camp<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Resigned<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/>While she wanted to fight, she knew it was useless. If there was going to be an opportunity to escape, it would present itself. It wouldn't<em>announce</em>itself, it took a sharp eye to notice something like that. The Royal Hunt was involved-they didn't treat any situation lightly.<br/><br/>She grinned at Rowark. "Aww, you like me so much you wanted to see my head roll first. I'm so fucking flattered." She looked around. The Royal Hunt weren't the ones handling the actual execution-they weren't even stepping inside. If the Stormlords weren't around, she'd take this as a chance to escape-but 30 Stormlords who could quite possibly enter the circle wasn't something she wanted to deal with. Not without a .44 at her side.<br/><br/>"Well, it's either you guys doing it or Q&A. If you guys make it quick, then I think I prefer you." She cooperated, and quickly got into position. No sense in delaying it if she couldn't see a clear opportunity, and right now, the waters were very muddy.