*Myke flails arms.* sorry guys, I don't have normal weekends, my days off work are Mondays and Tuesdays. Otherwise I'm working full time at this bartending gig
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Stop being passive aggressive. Just be aggressive.
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It is certainly not 'optimal', but it *is* doable, depending on what you want to do with it. You could go swords or valor bard and play them more like a warrior with some magical ability
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One might say your villain arc has begun. Embrace it.
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Man do I love watching the circus
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Whoop. I'm working on something atm. Will get it more finished after work.
I'll hopefully be able to get something up after work.
As McKnight watched the group disperse to grab necessary equipment before they went scouting, he noticed another man jogging towards them. The soldier was a clean shaven man, despite the heat and current conditions, and gave Greg a sharpish salute. The black dove on his shoulder marked him as a member of McKnight's Black Saints. The name tape on his breast read 'Loch', and the rank patch on his chest identified him as a lieutenant. The officer was young and fresh faced, but the Ace's pin on his chest marked him as a veteran. McKnight returned the salute and gestured for the man to follow as he walked away from the truck and towards where the Wappas were being stored.
"Commander, you look like you're up to no good." Loch said with a mischievous grin as he followed his commanding officer.
"On the contrary," McKnight replied, "We're deploying on a recon mission. With the purpose being to acquire intel regarding the road ahead and possible resupply."
Loch cracked his knuckles and gave him a toothy smirk. "Should I get the rest of the Saints to sortie as well?" he asked, a noticeable degree of excitement crawling into his voice.
"That won't be necessary Loch." McKnight replied, watching Loch's shoulders sink. "I know you're stir crazy. Everyone here is. Keep the Saints in line 'til I get back."
"You got it boss." Loch replied with a sigh and a salute as McKnight made his way to one of the waiting Wappas and mounted it. Settling down in his seat, he began looking over the machine's status and getting himself used to the vehicle's controls.
"Commander, you look like you're up to no good." Loch said with a mischievous grin as he followed his commanding officer.
"On the contrary," McKnight replied, "We're deploying on a recon mission. With the purpose being to acquire intel regarding the road ahead and possible resupply."
Loch cracked his knuckles and gave him a toothy smirk. "Should I get the rest of the Saints to sortie as well?" he asked, a noticeable degree of excitement crawling into his voice.
"That won't be necessary Loch." McKnight replied, watching Loch's shoulders sink. "I know you're stir crazy. Everyone here is. Keep the Saints in line 'til I get back."
"You got it boss." Loch replied with a sigh and a salute as McKnight made his way to one of the waiting Wappas and mounted it. Settling down in his seat, he began looking over the machine's status and getting himself used to the vehicle's controls.
is he missing?
*Myke flails arms* Hi boss.
Updated Apex's appearance to match Akihiko's red and white motif :D
Boomskies, put up your last bit and then do the thing!
No? Trapp be crashing. Its all part of my master plan... -mumbles incoherently.-
The young supply officer confirmed McKnight's suspicions, and seemed to support the idea of using Wappas to recon, as opposed to using the larger mobile suits, though McKnight didn't doubt that the other officers were itching for something to do. Aarom's eyes narrowed, McKnight could tell the man was really itching for his mobile suit. McKnight sympathized with him, Aarom had been one of the 261st's best sharpshooters, and to be stuck on the ground with flimsy hoverbikes was likely the last thing a trained sniper was comfortable with.
Gordon on the other hand was all too excited at the opportunity to get moving and out of this forsaken convoy, eagerly volunteering for recon duty. The man was as ever, a fervent example of the ideal Zeon soldier- enthusiastic, competent, with the ability to take initiative. McKnight had expected a pilot of Gordon's age and veterancy to have picked up the cynical, pessimistically dark demeanor that most of them eventually did, but to be free of those traits wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Laytn brought up the concern of how vulnerable the convoy would be missing up to four of its officers and mobile suit pilots. To which McKnight shrugged, almost lackadaisically. "The 261st still has the rest of the Black Saints with them, not to mention the other mobile suit pilots."
"If we run into Feddies, technically, that's fulfilling our objective: To find a Patrol or base to surrender to. Besides, its not as if we're allowed to fire on them, even if we get attacked. That would break the terms of our surrender."
"Suspend all hostilities and lay down your weapons." McKnight quoted with a flippantly derisive wave.
Gordon on the other hand was all too excited at the opportunity to get moving and out of this forsaken convoy, eagerly volunteering for recon duty. The man was as ever, a fervent example of the ideal Zeon soldier- enthusiastic, competent, with the ability to take initiative. McKnight had expected a pilot of Gordon's age and veterancy to have picked up the cynical, pessimistically dark demeanor that most of them eventually did, but to be free of those traits wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
Laytn brought up the concern of how vulnerable the convoy would be missing up to four of its officers and mobile suit pilots. To which McKnight shrugged, almost lackadaisically. "The 261st still has the rest of the Black Saints with them, not to mention the other mobile suit pilots."
"If we run into Feddies, technically, that's fulfilling our objective: To find a Patrol or base to surrender to. Besides, its not as if we're allowed to fire on them, even if we get attacked. That would break the terms of our surrender."
"Suspend all hostilities and lay down your weapons." McKnight quoted with a flippantly derisive wave.
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