Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24080120-20140422100412/@comment-24684131-20140422110144

Liath couldn't say he like the situation, but then again, he didn't dislike it either. He got to spend the week outdoors, relaxing and having fun, the only drawback being the company he was forced to keep. It wasn't that he had anything against them personally, Liath just wasn't that great with strangers.

So he leaned against the far wall, silently waiting for them to arrive. The hatch opened and he was blasted with cool air, his short brown hair whipping around slightly. He noticed the other guy that was with him - a scarred man who, from what he picked up during the briefing, went by the name of Blood -  move to the opening a little way from him, though Liath didn't pay him much attention. Liath pushed off from the wall and slung his rucksack over one shoulder before moving to the opening. His gauntlet clattered against the handrail as he grabbed it and leaned out, one foot hanging over the abyss, taking in his place of residence for the next week. He wasn't sure about the others, but there was no way he was leaving his weapons behind.

Now he was getting excited, airdrops were his favourite, there was nothing quite like the feeling of complete freedom it gave him. He heard a quick, and largly unintelligible, burst of speech from the smaller of the two girls that were with them, then a snarl from the other. Liath couldn't help but smirk. Despite the fact of them being strangers, He was sure that it would be an interesting week.