Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140311004142/@comment-24487330-20140528174818

Wonderful. Here he was, just having been accepted into employment, and there was already trouble. Camo armed himself with his bow, noting that he still has only three arrows left, and prepares himself for an imminent encounter as he follows Nikolai into the elevator. As soon as they arrived on the main floor and the doors opened, he drew back the arrow and aimed out into the hallway, where he saw a familiar figure engaged with a number of automated security units. He would have dropped his bow in shock and horror upon recognizing the intruder, were his grip not tightened to a white-knuckled constriction out of unbridled rage.

"Al," he enunciated slowly and loudly over the whirrs of machinery, both working and damaged, "what...the hell...are you doing here?!!" He may actually have used a more elaborate and vulgar curse, but the clangor caused by the robots drowned it out.