<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/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Corruption:</td><td>☐ ☐ ☐ ☐ ☐</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div></div><br/><br/>"Nice to meet you," Fiona said by rote.  Her own thoughts were wild, with so many speculations and possibilities floating through her mind that she wasn't particularly easy to read at the moment.  One thought regarding Danielle's lilac dress, however, snapped to focus as one of Fiona's old memories.  The mind was a web of interconnected thoughts and ideas, after all.<br/><br/><em>So very young, Fiona walked around in a lilac dress of her own, modeling in the mirror.  Her arms hurt, her legs hurt, but she didn't get opportunities like this often.  Wasn't she pretty?  She wanted to go out and play.<br/><br/>As Mom walked in, fury showed on her face.  "Fiona, what are you doing?"  Angry Mom meant business.  "Why aren't you with your father?  He's supposed to be showing you how to make a water purifier in the event of an emergency."<br/><br/>"Betty said I could have this dress."  Fiona looked annoyed.  "Why can't I just play?  It's always water purifiers, and swords, and how to take apart a gun and put it back together, and I don't even want to hunt monsters!  Why can't I wear dresses and play?"<br/><br/>Mom got down to a knee and took Fiona's face in her hands.  "Because this is a scary world, honey, and we need to keep you safe.  The wrong move at the wrong moment is death, just like happened to that poor waitress who had no idea what was going on."<br/><br/>Fiona remembered the diner.  She didn't want to end up like that.<br/><br/>"You're strong, honey.  You're going to help a lot of people, just like your dad and I do.  Pretty dresses just aren't a part of that."</em><br/><br/>In the present, Fiona asked the group, "So, I'm guessing that Frank told you all the same things he told me.  Any other information?"