Director “Piercer” Thomas Sinclair
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Location:  Working his way toward the giant “gunship falling” and its occupant. Observing camp from a distance// [Camp Group]
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Just barely getting out before the building somewhat collapsed from the inside, Sinclair cursed inwardly “That was close.”

Looking on the street, he found another woman in heavy armor, and some sort of ship nearby. 

The Shadow Marshall director’s adrenaline was already pumping as he walked forward, observing the mere mess that had happened from the “incident” just moments earlier with no more information intact instead of a buzzing watch.

He frowned and looked up at the woman. Perhaps she needed help in this place just as much.

He dusted his suit off and eyed the woman, holding out a hand for her to get up “Who are you? You must have missed the main briefing.”

Not too far away seemed to be some sort of encampment for injured citizens. There were others there at the moment.