[b]James MacAllan[/b]

The OGRE Titan navigated along the sunny dirt road with little resistance or problems. Everything felt absolutely quiet around him and it was not making him feel anymore safe. He continued to move, and after his ill-feeling had disappeared from his mind he stopped the Titan and began to do some work around the inside of the cockpit. He took the map inside of the bag given to him from the game-master and stuck it to a utility hanger before discovering two loafs of bread and a bottle of water. There was a compass too-- But the Titan's navigation systems made it completely redundant. Not to also mention his combat gear included a compass. He unholstered his Smart Pistol and checked its magazine, quickly putting them back to the sheath before unstrapping his R-101C Carbine for the same thing. Everything was in working order. Referring back to the map, he was now located in I5. Seeing how he was now nearing a clinic by the map-- Paying that place a visit was going to be worth it. It would contain emergency supplies and first aid kits that will aid him in this forsaken game. The Titan moved again-- with its huge chaingun pointed towards the direction it was running towards East.

With the running speed of the Titan, arriving by the clinic in under five minutes was not a problem. He arrived promptly at I07 with minimal conflict. Judging by the state of the clinic, this place seems deserted. It felt as though everybody just upped and left.

[b]Location: I07 - Clinic.[/b]