<div class="floatleft">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w190/Rakykia/resized_zps204e5359.jpg)</div>Character: Lond Irian<br/>Location: Western Gate<br/>Time: 13:20...<br/>Company: Artina, Mizuki, Ryuuga and Xeo<br/><hr/><br/>Lond followed the lead of her hired unit wearing a neutral demeanor and expression which betrayed nothing but her years of experience in handling herself through various tough situations. Her lance she kept sheathed and inert on her back. She saw no need to draw it just yet and it might get in the way if she needed to use her hands to access the command panel of the visor devices. Lond trusted the scouting to Xeo and Mizuki, keeping an eye more on the footage that they recorded than on her own surroundings.<br/><br/>She stopped as the fauness led them to stand on the new vantage spot, listening intently to her report while trying to make out the details in the distance with her own eyes. The word resistance stirred her up visibly, she had not assumed that there would still be survivors fighting. Lond blinked and turned her face to look down past her crossed arms. This was an ideal situation to gather data. First let the survivors fight until they dwindle out and then go in with the elite hunters, but it was not the sort of call she would have liked. There were people of Atlas in there, men and women fighting for their life and some of them still trusted her as their general.<br/><br/>Her face grew cold and she snapped out of the split second of thought. She spoke sternly. "Don't engage. Get closer and observe while the Grimm are focused on the resistance. We cannot risk going in and losing another unit on rash calls. Continue to evaluate the nature of this Grimm threat. Once we're certain it's within our abilities to handle you may go, but for now just approach with caution."