Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160107051055/@comment-26571677-20160328114058

He walked out, wearing a black cloak that faded into white near the end, rather like his hair, he now realised. He was wearing the face ask, a mechanical thing that had two fans on the outside, presumably for filtering air. It covered his mouth, and part of his nose, so that his eyes were left open.

He was wearing his typical combat gear, except now with the leather sash, which he considered to be quite useful for carrying extra stores of Dust and Ghoul slime. Now that he thought of it, he really hated the fact that his eyes were open. The colour of them would be a dead giveaway, completely ruining the point of having a disguise.

To compensate, he grabbed a pair of unassuming, black sunglasses from a nearby desk, and put them on. To his utter surprise, the right lens came alive with a blue light, and started booting something up. It interfaced with his scroll, and flashed up a sign of

'Hello, Amilanthior Nightshade'

"Huh." He mused to himself,

"This could be useful..."

Then he saw the other two recruits, and walked up to them, putting the glasses on,

"What's up? Liking your uniforms?"