[center][color=SteelBlue]Name: Damian Seran
Role: Soldier 1
Location: Junon
Tag:Anyone with a Turk[/color][/center]

The trip ended abruptly for the SOLDIER about half way down and, with a sigh, Damian dismounted the bars and continued down the stairs, looking in every room and every nook and cranny he could find. But no matter what, nothing stood out that didn't seem to belong to the current situation. He made a decision to stop in the Sister Ray's control room, where he began to rifle through everything. First he searched all the places that were out of sight, including some of the more obvious ones, starting with underneath one of the control desks with their computers. [color=SteelBlue][i]Sometimes it's the most obvious place that one never looks that hides the most dangerous threat.[/i][/color] He found nothing in the first row, nor the second or the third. He then moved on to search the trash bins, all of which also turned up empty of anything useful. Sighing in annoyance, Damian moved out of the control room and resumed his descent.

[color=SteelBlue]"Alright,"[/color] he said quietly to himself, [color=SteelBlue]"let's think about this. AVALANCHE hacked into the mechanized units stationed here, including the Metal Cricket, and then launched an attack on Junon. Now, if simply destroying the Sister Ray had been their goal, well, between all the Mechs and their own troops, they had the fire power. Hell, they had more than enough in firepower. So then why didn't they..."[/color] His journey and inspection of the rooms lead him to the base of the Sister Ray and looking around the its legs. He simply couldn't understand why they didn't just do the job before all the SOLDIER 1st Class showed up. Finishing his search around the second leg, he started with the third and froze as he rounded the corner to the eastern side, because what he saw in front of him caused all the questions he'd had to suddenly find answers. [color=SteelBlue][i]They didn't waste time destroying the Sister Ray because that wasn't their only target![/i][/color]

Pulling out his phone, he scrambled to get a call out to the Turks, spitting words into his microphone as fast as he could while the timer ticked down. [color=SteelBlue]"This is SOLDIER First Class Damian Seran. AVALANCHE has planted a bomb at my position, sending coordinates. We need EOD NOW!"[/color]