Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20141210050232/@comment-24487330-20150119225411

Camo kept up with the others as best he could, noting with a measure of surprise how successful their efforts seemed. He was especially impressed by their ad hoc leader, who handled himself with all the precision and coordination of an experienced combatant. The enfeebled fugitive didn't find any useful armaments on any of Kieran's kills, but when they reached the storage lockers, it was rendered a moot point. He took a few minutes to seek out his shoulder pads and bracers, but finding his weapons took a bit more work. His bow and quiver and his dagger were lying amid a pile of assorted rubbish; it made sense that the bandits saw little worth in them, but he had some trouble digging them out, weakened as he was.

Eventually, though, Camo did retrieve his gear and outfit himself as he would normally see fit. It wasn't long after adjusting his gear to his normal preferences that the young man with a shovel warned the others of an incoming threat. He was intrigued by the mention of using mobile suits, but he also had some concerns about what else might be waiting for the rebellion group.

"Hang on," he warned the shovel-toting revolutionary. "These guys aren't going to let us waltz right into their MS hangar. I'll bet they're fortifying it right now to keep us out until their buddies show up. If we go charging straight in, we'll get mulched before we even lay eyes on a mobile suit...and I'm not in any shape to fight them up close anyway..."

Camo paused for a moment before proposing, "But if I can find a good vantage point outside the hangar, I'll scout the place out, and maybe I can pick some of them off to give the rest of you guys an easier time getting in. As long as I can stay concealed, I don't have a problem sniping. Let's grab some of their radios before we go, too. If we find a secure channel, we can use that to stay in contact if we need to split up."