[Jane's approach is much more head on, as in she jumps through a window hoping her thick skull will break the glass. The place is less organized that it probably wanted to be on account of a big ass dragon doing one hell of a job playing on the defense. Somewhere a smoke bomb goes off and Jane is stuck standing there for a long moment wondering if the hostages are even alive still.
Doors, doors and not a clue as to who is or what is behind them. It takes a few bullets for the lock to be blown off of door number one. Gun at the ready she enters with a grim smile.]
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Doors, doors and not a clue as to who is or what is behind them. It takes a few bullets for the lock to be blown off of door number one. Gun at the ready she enters with a grim smile.]
Knock, knock.