[center][h2]Arcadia[/h2]
[sub]Southern Gate[/sub][/center]

Jäger took a seat beside the many Junkers, surveying the details of the ATV. It was a marvel of machinery, more than spaciously accommodating the individuals within it. The defensive capabilities, for a mobile vehicle, outclassed everything Jäger had seen in the capital. If Jäger hadn't been raised in a temple, it would've been likely a life as a Machinist would've been for him. There was no reason he couldn't appreciate and dabble, though. The monk stared at the blast doors that Haley called toward, and wondered what sort of forces they could withstand. What kind of forces the ATV could withstand, and what sort of forces were ahead, outside of the walls. Surely, their vehicle was enough to trump any threat ahead. Where it could not, however, Jäger would. He swiped his hand against the leathery tome attached to his metal chain belt, and remained silent for the moment. There was no reason to interject in the conversation with Haley and Nicolas, as he had nothing to report. Perhaps, then, he would study his surroundings. Jäger took to analyzing the Junkers as he had before at HQ, sizing up their capabilities and how they might be supported and, worst case scenario, subdued.