[hr][center][b][color=a0410d]Brick[/color][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/82270-r-a-t-s-rapid-assault-tactical-squad-superhero-turn-based-adventures/char#post-2754600][LINK][/url] [color=yellow][b]Energy:[/b] 9/10[/color] [color=00ff00]30[/color] / [color=00ccff]7(15)[/color] / [color=ff0000]3(6)[/color][/b][/center][hr] Brick passes off the other pistols to Flare for him to use but keeps the SMG for now and one grenade. He put his hand to the rubble and armor up his skin in a mash of building supplies before coming up to the roof. He expected them to be gone, or bunkered down for a shootout until they could escape, not... This. [color=bc8dbf]"We're Hell's Bitches, you fucking assholes, and tonight you're gonna die for us!"[/color] [color=a0410d]"You have got to be kidding me... I love these girls! Ah' hope they don't mind what we gotta do... Alright guys, support our rockstar and combine all fire on the guitar first!"[/color] He was trying to lead by example and he [u]really[/u] hoped people would actually listen to him this time rather than everyone being all over the place. He recognized the ship as one of their own so the drop troops were on their side, hopefully the three newbloods could actually follow an example or an order. He pulled the pin and counted to three But didn't throw it at the stage yet. He stood there with thumb on the spoon and SMG pointed at the siren as he focused on how to protect everyone on the roof. Could his rock skin harden his heart against their song, or were they about to tear each other apart? [hr] <+1 ENERGY| Armored, +5 Defense| Armored, +3 defense| Armed, Attack=6>