Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20141210050232/@comment-24487330-20150828164957

With a plan of attack and some semblance of organized leadership, the liberated prisoners moved fast and with purpose. Even Camo's morale was higher than it had been in a long time, which was really saying something. As he made his own way to the roof of the hangar to set up overwatch, though, he suddenly found himself lacking in energy, and even getting the Heian to move was something of a struggle. It was then that he remembered how he'd been starved in isolation, that he was in need of sustenance. Knowing that there wouldn't be enough time for a snack run before the escapees' operation, he sent an addendum to the others over the public channel:

"Hey folks, probably goes without saying, but be on the lookout for useful supplies, and that doesn't just mean weapons and ammo. Search the holdouts for food, water, medicine, whatever. Don't let anything go to waste; if you can't bear to carry it back here, ration it out with your squad. And be smart about it, because there might not be enough to go around if we're not careful."

The thought occurred to Camo that some of the work the slaves had been doing was directly related to producing some of those vital resources he had mentioned. If he and his comrades succeeded in taking the entire base for themselves, they could use that knowledge to sustain themselves, but it would still require a lot of work, and he had doubts about how keen they would be on the idea of going back to that back-breaking labor. There had to be options, but he knew they would have to come up with something more agreeable or risk the ad hoc militia descending into mutiny a second time...