Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130731095638/@comment-933831-20130816183119

Barth looked curiously at Sorrel when he said 'somewhat attending Beacon'. And of course, no last name given. This guy liked to keep some degree of secrecy obviously. "What do you mean somewhat? I wasn't aware Beacon took Part timers." He joked, keeping a solid pace. Eventually they arrived at a lot marked fifteen, and Barth crouched behind a car, carefully scanning the building.

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"Always scan a breach target before you approach it. Always." Movina spoke in a low tone, her eyes darting all over the small encampment.

Barth knelt beside her, chuckling a bit. "See, I just prefer to go in with the explosions and tear everything up."

"Yeah, but that option's likely to get you killed."

"You're pretending risk of death has actually deterred us from doing anything. Ever." He immediately reacted as he heard a loud noise from the trees, springing to the left as a hunting rifle round tore past his arm, just grazing him.

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Instinctively, Barth felt for his left arm, not all that surprised when it phased right through where it should have touched skin. Shaking his head and trying to clear it, Barth continued scanning the building until he saw a bored looking guy with a sniper rifle aiming out one of the second floor windows.

"Hmmm... Sniper second floor, three windows from the left. Think we should go around to try to find another door or just let them know we're here and appreciated their welcome party at the bar?"