Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140210024449/@comment-24487330-20140210203901

Camo noticed that the knives wielded by the Faunus boy appeared to match the ones that had killed the crystallized Ursa in the previous area. Even if he had been wounded in the fight, that he could manage both enemies on his own and emerge with his life must have been no meager feat. While watching his new ally work to remove the stained patches from his clothing, he noticed that there were additional knives held on different parts of his body. The archer silently thanked his lucky stars at having the fortune to find a partner savvy in close combat; so long as he could remain close enough to provide support, they would likely have little trouble in coordinating the completion of their mission.

Soon enough came a statement of the obvious from the fox Faunus, followed shortly by the question of his name and the thoughtless use of an undeserved title. Camo thought it odd that the kid threw the word "friend" around so casually, as if their partnership implied that it was automatically appropriate; in his eyes, the trust exchanged between friends was earned, not given freely at one's whim. At the same time, though, they at least needed to learn each others names to coordinate during their missions, including this one. Despite his misgivings, he shortly answered, "Cameron Vance...Just 'Camo' is fine." Arming his bow again, he prepared to advance and informed his partner, "I'll stick to the high ground and scan for targets, friendly and hostile, and points of interest. If we run into trouble, I'll provide sniper support for as long as the enemy doesn't come after me. I'll follow your lead from here on out; just tell me what you need from me and when you need it."