Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-27181916-20151128075830/@comment-27181916-20151128081350

As Jordan and Adalwolf stepped off the VTOL, and surveyed the landing area, their prognosis was grim, each of them not too happy with the situation they'd been given. They expressed it in different ways. Jordan merely frowned, looking with a sad but serious expression over the meager defenses and fortifications, and the scared villagers behind her. The dead grass and colored leaves signified autumn, but all she could see was blood in the canopy above them, and the hard light of the sun beating down on the stench of war didn't make it any better... "This is an unfortunate situation..." She started. Adalwolf cut her off with "This is fucking bullshit. four of us, versus an army of Grimm. We've got what... half a squad of Atlas droids? How are we going to hold them off?" He asked, stating what everyone else was thinking.