Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20170116054242/@comment-28185759-20170118092005

Orran sat within his private airship as it glided over the desolate terrain of the Kingdom of Atlas. At first he was here for business, making a routine board meeting and inspection about maintenance at the Atlas Branch of Erlerwei Industries.

This then changed as he heard small talk between the workers. The topic was about scavenging the marshes that are way's away from the city. It was rumored that a large skirmish had taken place there, littering the place with parts ripe for the taking. Although they reconsidered as there was a Atlas military outpost located just on the brink of the marsh. Whether it be true to not, this had piqued his interest. All rumors stem from some sort of the truth, whether it is miscontrued or not.

Keeping it in his mind, he continued his day while planning out his next course of action. When the day of meetings and inspections were finished, he began preparing for this detour he's about to make. After making preparations, he departed from Atlas; making way to the direction of the marsh. It wasn't long till they reach their designated drop point.

"Orran sir, are you sure you want to be dropped off here? I believe that we can go closer to your destination."

The pilot poised this question towards Orran as he landed the airship a ways away from the outpost.

"I'm remarkably sure. Any closer and they would suspect why a civilian aircraft is within the airspace of a military outpost. It could cause unnecessary strains between us and them."

Orran replied as he was gearing himself up with his exoskeleton and silhouette. On him, he wore extra layers overtop of his suit  that was compatible with his exoskeleton  to compensate for the coldness of the terrain. On the chair beside him laid a duffle bag with some necessities to make the small trek; rations, water, and extra clothing if needed.

"They might be a little more leniant if they only see an old man like myself."

He continued as he gave a small chuckle.

"Oh and stay on standby within Atlas. I've already prepared the necessary measures that states I'm prolonging this trip. If anyone asks, it is on a need to know basis."

"Understood."

Just as Orran disembarked the airship, it began its take off and soon headed back towards Atlas. It was now time to make way towards the outpost.

Using his semblance, he drew the holster units from his silhouette and paired them together into their linked shield form. The three shields where then brought together in a pyramid fashion that slightly resembled a surfboard. It was great means of transportation, it was quick, made no sound and could traverse any terrain as long as his semblance was active and he maintained his concentration. Stepping on, he than began to glide through the terrain; making his way towards the outpost.