<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/MPbFmsY.jpg)<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">Name: Anastasia Valentine<br/>Class:  Hunter  (http://adventure.shoutwiki.com/wiki/Hunter)<br/>HP: 30<br/>Defense: 10<br/>Battle Status: Out of Combat<br/></div></div></div><br/>Reading before hand and re-reading it on arrival, Anna stood aside on her own, hands gripping her own while her attention spread across the royal writings. However, even with such attention on the words she was able to assert her opinion about the "groups" ideas on what to do. Anna standing somewhat away from any other member within the safe house, her feet together with a straight back. Her left hand holding the letter up while her right arm rested under her leather protected bust, her hand supporting her left arm's elbow.  Anna wore a somewhat seductive uniform, though still quite pliable within her agility-based skill set, leather gear tight against her flesh. Her gear was also of course very supple and by the appearance, people could guess underneath was limited with clothing. Outside the obvious, along with her bow and quiver sitting upon her back, she also wore high heeled boots. Listening to everyone's opinions, the blue violet haired lone hunter commented in an uncaring and almost sweet lady-like tone of voice, as if hinting a noble back round.<br/><br/>"I'm not dressing up as a Maid....."<br/><br/>Giving the cleric her reply. With the fiery gunslinger following up.<br/><br/>"I hope you don't mind me using your corpse as a shield...."<br/><br/>Giving the gunslinger a rather droll response, implying that with that attitude she'd simply end up dead, intentionally insulting her.<br/><br/>"Again... not wearing a maid outfit...."<br/><br/>She paused for a moment, expecting the following girl to give her two-cents, though they hadn't came and by now Anna figured they'd have ostracized  her from their little group. Still, she decided to give her two cents, not caring what they thought about her.<br/><br/>"I for one would go with option five, allow you guys to get caught and killed while I do the job."<br/><br/>She paused for a brief moment.<br/><br/>"Otherwise I'd have to take the imprisonment idea... Espionage and survival  is right up my alley..."<br/><br/>