<strong>"Th . . this is . . nonsense!"</strong><br/><br/>The petite girl was shaking, pale-faced as she offered no resistance to being pulled away from the crowd. The analytical part of her recognized the value of getting the hell out of dodge before panic set in, but she just couldn't focus. Too many errant thoughts running through her head. She'd died SO MANY times in the beta, so the size and reach she'd chosen were her only real advantages. Without those safety nets she'd be dead in a week! Hell, she'd fought entire MOBS earlier and was brought to critical health numerous times while she experimented with her character, if even one of those hits had been a Critical Hit instead of her body being sent to a hospital it'd be sent to a MORGUE. She barely processed the words of the blond and the black-haired girl, one hand moving to partially cover her face as she willed herself to calm down and focus. There were almost ten-thousand players in this game, and she knew just how big the towns on the first floor were. It would be crowded and full of panicky people, over-farming the nearby hunting grounds . . they'd be living in utter poverty! Her fear was partially overridden by her pride, as her hazel eyes flicked over to the others with her. They were a lot calmer than most of the others . . . She'd never survive on her own, but if she had help . .<br/><br/><strong>". . . I'm okay now. I just . . I saw myself on one of those news reports. My real body, that is. I can handle this."</strong><br/><br/>Extricating herself from the admittedly comfortable place she had clinging to the blond woman, she ran both of her hands through her hair, trying to figure out just the right words to say. She was a Shinozuka damn it! She couldn't be some whiny little brat begging for help.<br/><br/><strong>"We . . We need to leave this town. Things are going to get worse before they get better."</strong>She let the statement hang in the air, clearly fishing for interest in what she was saying.