Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140706143435/@comment-24487330-20140808183309

Camo let up on the triggers and let out a sigh as he set the controller down. He'd felt the euphoria of Grimm-slaying creeping up on him for a moment there, but this time he had fought back the emotional high and prevailed. Thank goodness Nikolai had been there to snap him out of it earlier...

"Definitely some potential in this thing," Camo said. "I'd suggest adding better close-combat capabilities, though. Those weapons can only keep firing for so long at once; that and the ammo limit would prevent it from operating effectively in prolonged fights. Conventional choice would be wrist blades, but I don't-"

The archer was suddenly cut short by the window's reflection of a tall, menacing figure standing behind his partner. "Al, down, now," he shouted in warning as he drew his bow and nocked an arrow to the string in record time. It would take a second for him to realize that he was simply facing what must have been one of the stealth combat constructs Nikolai had mentioned earlier. His chest heaving with frightened breath, he relaxed his weapon and packed it away before exclaiming, "Cripes, Doc...!! You trying to give me a heart attack?! I thought we were going to be murdered for a second there...!!"