"So? What can you tell me about the layout of this place?" Gianna whispered in a low voice, careful to have her ears peered out for anyone that walked in.
By any means, she was even prepared to knock anyone unconscious if the need arose to do so. She was trained to take on circumstances like these. But that didn't mean she'd ever experienced it before. This was her first mission and as her first mission, she wanted to make sure that she did things perfectly. Even at her early years of training at R.O.G.U.E, Gianna was known for perfection in studies and combat. She couldn't get this wrong.
The only person that could probably rival her was none other than Wes who set records no one could nearly surpass. He was perfection beyond any normal humane limits that Gianna had reached. Even her teachers spoke far and wide of his feats. But to Gianna, Wes was nothing than a brooding uptight man that got on her nerves for being almost too perfect, more so than herself.
