[center][h2]Desmond Mores[/h2][/center]
Interactions: Rear Team 
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So far so good, Desmond thought as they entered the Ruined City. He has never been to this place before, and while he liked to explore when he was younger. It never entirely went away, but this city was different than the one he was raised in. Maybe it is the earthquake that leveled the place, or maybe it was the Lost that inhabit the abandoned city. Or maybe it was the unnatural spires that protrude out of the ground. Perhaps it was all three since when did earthquakes create spires? Desmond has a bad feeling about this place, and it reeks of death. Something that only he and maybe Lysandra could taste it in the wind.    

Either way, they have a reason to be in this place, and if everything goes right. It would be an easy quick in and out and based on Lysandra's calculations. That a Lost patrol would come by here but, not for half an hour. So plenty of time to avoid them, and he is used to avoiding Lost when he could while on scavenge run. Well, he is going to see if Lysandra's calculations proved true or not since, in his experience, Lost tend to surprise people when it comes with trying to predict them. 

Then the front team stopped in their tracks and ordered the rest to stop. Well, there goes that, he thought, and Desmond readied himself for a fight. Unslinging his rifle and Poppy sprang into action first fellow by the rest of the front team. That was when Desmond spotted more Lost that was coming from a multi-leveled parking garage and moving in the space between both teams. [color=Khaki]"No,"[/color] Saying it under his breath. [color=Khaki]"They are trying to cut us off."[/color] Taking aim at the incoming thralls and started firing away. Taking careful shots to make the most of the ammo he has. Taking down some of the thralls down, but there was still more and with two infernals coming with them. And it makes things worse for the Rear team. One of the infernals was using a shield to protect himself. [color=Khaki]"Just our lucky day,"[/color] Desmond said while gritting his teeth. 

Desmond not even trying to shoot the shield, thinking that his bullets could not penetrate the shield and waste the ammo. So he switched to his glave as the thralls and infernals got closer. Sticking close to Lysandra to guard her since he is in drone mode. He turned his head to look at the others in Rear Team. [color=Khaki]"Ajax, Vincent, Dallas, I could use some help over here guys!"[/color] Before turning his vision back to the incoming Lost and prepared to strike when they got into reach with his glaive.