<div class="floatright">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/245201146/superthumb.jpg?t=1466203304)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gordon Briggs<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>American<br/><strong>Actions</strong>: The next step<br/><hr/>The trio made it inside the building with little issue, and no one around to note their presence. It was not the nicest place, meaning that they would need to watch out for squeaking floorboards and the like. At least the building wasn't actively falling apart around them, or being shelled by artillery. Or a tank.<br/><br/>Drawing his service weapon, he nodded as they moved for the stairs. "We move slowly, and methodically. Keep your eyes open, check your corners, don't get separate," he replied to the question with his voice low. He would have preferred to do this with more than just pistols, or with an extra man, but waiting or backup would take too long. For now they went on their own.<br/><br/>Noting the noise above them, it seemed like a good place to start. Even if they weren't responsible, they likely had a good idea as to who might. So he headed up the stairs, along with the others and with his weapon at the ready. Old instincts kicked back in. Now this, this was more like what he was used to.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Physical Test: 3, 6, 5, 3, = 17<br/>Sneaking up the stairs</div></div>