Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-26060252-20141016202850/@comment-25169271-20150627021756

Alice debated her options in her head, a strained look crossing her features as she struggled to make a decision at that moment. Making a quick decision between several choices had never been her strong suit and now it was literally life and death. The dark skinned woman struggled for a moment as she looked at the bodies and then at her team, trying desperately to weigh everything in her mind at once. ''"How does Darian do this all the time?" ''she questioned for a moment as she tried to think of everything. "I...the smart play here...." Alice tried to start as she kept replaying all the variables in her head. "Darian and Scarlett are hurt. We have an unknown number of bandits on us. We just engaged in a loud fire fight in the middle of a town with them. Grimm are going to be attracted to that noise. Using the grenades won't do any more harm than what's already done," she surmized, pressing a hand to her forehead.

"What about other ways out of here?" Darian asked as he leaned against the wall. He himself was doubting his own judgement due to pain, blood loss, and a probable concussion. At this moment it was a bit of a chore just to stay awake so making decisions to save peoples lives seemed stupid.

"Other exits, right..." Alice repeaded as she looked at the grenades in her hands. "Well, they were either already in this mall when you were shot, or waiting outside. They must know where all the exits are, and probably have someone watching them..." Alice deduced as she looked back to Darian, trying to fit everything together in her head like a puzzle. All the pieces were there, they just needed organized into a coherent picture. Thats when it struck the woman, almost like a bolt of lightning. Darian had been shot! "We dont have any escape options!" she exclaimed a bit gleefully, gaining a worried look from her team. "Er...what I mean is that we don't have any that are built into the building. Any roof access leaves us vunerable to sniper fire. All the doors are probably either covered, booby trapped, or other wise monitored by the bandits. Any shop windows or the like that we could excape out of would require us to go back out into the main concourse, right back into the line of fire and probably still meet up with hungry Grimm. Right now our only option is to use what we have to make a new hole, get through it, and run for our lives."