Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20150121053959/@comment-7838080-20150121202450

Nisha did a thorough double check of her supplies, making sure she had all of gear in order. Nisha had verified with the higher ups that she was going on a mission for a big time payout...which pleased her quite a bit. The raccoon straightened her jacket for the briefest of moments, then headed out to the vehicle she used, the machine often having to double as a mobile command center. The vehicle sat slightly squat in the shadows of the warehouse she was working in, the sharp angles on it lending a slightly menacing edge.

''And so it should. I spent quite a bit to overhauling the damn thing. Besides...with where we're going...we may need the damn thing. Lets just hope the others know what the hell they're doing...''

The raccoon sighed, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face, hopping in the vehicle. Nisha then started the engine, the rumbling growl shaving five years off of her own 26. With a slight grin, she put the machine in gear, opening the warehouse door via a remote, and then accelerated out ot the building.

As she neared the docks, she slowed the vehicle down, making out a car in the dim light, as well as a taller figure near it. She then brought the machine to a stop with a complaint from the brakes. Nisha then stopped the vehicle's engine and opened the driver's side door, hopping down to the ground with a soft thud from her boots. As soon as she got a better look at the figure, she let a wistful smile grace her features.

''Well...it'll be nice to work with Doc. But...I wonder who's leading the damn operation...''