[b]Hampus the Red, Neo-Siberia's Umbrellan Facility's Roof's Exit's First Stair Step[/b]

A cunning plan arose in Hampus' gut. His rampant muggle-hating egotism, working alongside his complete lack of social skills, combined to form an idea that would only work in the fevered dreams of the socially retarded. Of course, this didn't stop Hampus from voicing it to his cohorts.

"I've got a plan! A plan so cunning I doubt the rest of you have even [i]thought[/i] of it! You see how this leather-necked [i]thug[/i] is wearing the uniform of our enemy, correct? Well, I know precisely how we can use this uniform of his to good use! Steel yourselves, for I will not repeat this plan."

When Hampus felt that his cohorts had been given sufficient preparation time, he let loose his master plan.

"We will carry this thug with us, and hide behind him whenever his hideously [i]stupid[/i] henchmates come along! So long as you two keep quiet and stay hidden, we'll be invisible! The plan is [i]foolproof![/i]"

Hampus basked in the warm glow of his own intelligence, as his heart grew aflutter with the satisfaction of a plan well-forged.