Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-25169271-20150712234834/@comment-24678303-20150908161429

Aureole shifts her weight and leans on the table, looking through her digital visor at the others as the AI disables any comms and surveilance in the room. "So, what's it look like down there?"

Sabah, in the meantime, leans against one of the walls as she examines her shotgun. "More importantly, where are we striking and how hard?"

Aureole scoffs and rolls her eyes under her solid visor, shaking her head. "We have to think tactically about this. For all we know, they have a full army down there. If we just drop in guns blazing in the middle of enemy territory..."

"We'd be able to blast our way out! Full team of us as there is, we wouldn't have much trouble!"

Aureole groans and presses a hand to the top of her helmet. "Yeah, well we may succeed in the mission and get out, but not without loosing at least a couple Spartans, which is more than we can afford to."

"Tch." Sabah rolls her neck, sending a popping sound throughout the briefing room.