Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-24416658-20140712123625/@comment-5490216-20140713145911

Revan MacLeod walked about the camp in uniform, practically dancing to the tunes of New Vegas Radio with his portable radio until he was knocked in the back of the head by the butt end of his friend's service rifle.

"Ow..." he whined, looking to Riona Macentire.

"Idiot, put your helmet on and focus for once," she told him, sitting. "You're supposed to be on duty."

"I have a few minutes. 'Sides, were taking Nelson back, aren't we?"

She signed. "Maybe... Hopefully..."

Revan let Riona ponder for a moment before knocking on her helmet.

"Let's kick some Legion arse, right? Like the old days."

She grinned and scoffed.