[Despite her own capabilities, Riza has always found it easier to follow than to command. It's something she's never thought to question, not during her time in the military and not during her time with the Company, and tonightt is no different. Instead of giving any protest, she merely nods assent at the directions quickly barked out.
Her fingers flex in readiness before falling down to ghost lightly against the gun strapped firmly to her thigh. An old friend, one she doesn't leave home without, and the weight of it is enough to set her at ease.]
Right through the front door? Or would you prefer the back door first?
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Her fingers flex in readiness before falling down to ghost lightly against the gun strapped firmly to her thigh. An old friend, one she doesn't leave home without, and the weight of it is enough to set her at ease.]
Right through the front door? Or would you prefer the back door first?