[color=0076a3]"World class sniping, I guess with some work..."[/color] Ian said with a yawn. He knew what Atlas had intended, but the last fight had definitely highlighted a serious weakness. While even professionals have trouble sniping while under fire, it wasn't an excuse. He needed to be able to make snapshots while on the move. As things were, he was almost completely useless against the two enemy snipers. On a team without many long range fighters, he would need to compensate heavily for that. 

When Gurevich said something about a lack of battle damage being nothing to be proud of, Ian glared slightly. Every bit of damage sustained was a shortcoming, a mistake to be avoided the next time around. Certainly those who remained undamaged by avoiding combat weren't exactly assets to any team, but anyone that willingly allowed their GEAR to be damaged could be judged the same way. Perhaps as a long range combatant, Ian's views were slightly skewed.

[color=0076a3]"I'm up for going to the lounge for a few. Afterwards, though, I should head home and get some shut-eye."[/color] He said with a nod. It was tempting to just decline and leave right away, but he owed Bill for letting him on the team. To that end, he was going to try and keep his almost narcoleptic tendencies minimized.