Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140304204632/@comment-11457306-20140306014150

As soon as she was released, Daria turned and ran, her adrenilene dispelling the alcohol in her system immediately. She hit the hatch and fumbled with the catch. When the man guarding the door grabbed at her she kicked him viciously in the groin. The door finally opened and she scrambled through, running as fast as she could back through the maze they had navigated and up the damp ladder down which she had fallen. Her sense of direction was uncanny--it was her one skill. She never got lost. She soon disappeared into the bowels of the ship.