Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140523050353/@comment-24260323-20140607070530

Ferron opened up the trunk to his car, revealing his old worn-out uniform. Quickly changing in the car like a man possessed, he stepped out from the back seat and closed the door.

It had been only a few minutes since changing, and he felt as if his old uniform was his second skin.

Without wasting another second, he secured a small ballistic shield over his arm-mounted gun, and quickly ran to where the challengers were gathered for a shot at taking down the C.A.S.

In his excitement, Ferron almost rammed straight into another challenger.

"WOAH! Sorry 'bout that, been a while since I was last in a fight." he said apologetically.