Cursing, the blue haired woman beats at the flames licking against her skin through the rough, sweat-soaked cloth of her tunic... and it's only when the tattered cloth falls to the floor beside her that the infiltrator is able to stop for a second and breathe.<br/><br/>"Gods damn it all..." Rauko mutters, shivering as cold tendrils of air caress her now-exposed torso and slip through a couple of holes burned into the hips and thighs of her trousers. She supposes she should be grateful that there's only a small hole in her shift, revealing nothing more than a little flash of rib... because while she may look for new ways to exhilarate herself, running around in the nude is not one of them. Far too easy to get herself hurt that way.<br/><br/>Wardrobe malfunctions aside, though, the woman realizes that she needs to get moving, lest she get caught with her pants down (thankfully not literally). So, she scoops her tattered shirt up and tucks it in to her waistband, hoping to keep from leaving any more evidence than is needed behind herself... and with one last appraisal of her wounds, the woman sets off once more, sticking low and keeping her ears open for signs of the final patrol...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Dex+Stealth (9-1) gives me 3-7-1-10-5-6-9-1-6, for a total of 4 hits. </div></div>