<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/42/BreeDanielsFace.JPG)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Fiona Fontaine - Hunter</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Faint:</td><td>☐</td><td></td></tr><tr><td>Serious:</td><td>☐</td><td>☐</td></tr><tr><td>Critical:</td><td>☐</td><td>☐</td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Advancement:<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Mortalis:</td><td>☐</td><td>Night:</td><td>☐</td></tr><tr><td>Power:</td><td>☒</td><td>Wild:</td><td>☒</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Corruption:</td><td>☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div></div><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Fiona went along with Danielle's ploy, offering the best smile she could.  "Hey."  She wasn't the best talker, and she knew it, so easier to let herself fade into the background for now and let Danielle do the chatting...at least unless they reached an impasse and the badge had to be flashed.<br/><br/>Her gaze drifted over the area, trying to give the feel for looking over the merchandise.  In actuality, she wanted information on threats, entrances and exits, and so on, ensuring they wouldn't be ambushed out of nowhere.