Noah Corek
Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
@[member="Cira"]
Waiting. At the age of 31,that's what 75 percent of Noah's life felt like to him as he sat there outside the Lady Protector's. He sat there in his usual Merr-Sonn Armor,which had a few mods to it,waiting for his appointment to be called up. A man sat next to him tapping his foot nervously as he held something in his the hand nearest to Noah. He looked and the man seemed to have a very bulky vest on,which was weird for the climate on Fondor. When Noah looked at what he had in his hand,his eyes widened,it was a detonator. After seeing this Noah took a deep breath and prayed to whatever deity that was out there that it wasn't a dead man switch. After praying,Noah quickly pulled one of his dual DL-88's and put a single bolt through the mans head.
(Sorry if you didn't want the action scene)
@[member="Cira"]
Waiting. At the age of 31,that's what 75 percent of Noah's life felt like to him as he sat there outside the Lady Protector's. He sat there in his usual Merr-Sonn Armor,which had a few mods to it,waiting for his appointment to be called up. A man sat next to him tapping his foot nervously as he held something in his the hand nearest to Noah. He looked and the man seemed to have a very bulky vest on,which was weird for the climate on Fondor. When Noah looked at what he had in his hand,his eyes widened,it was a detonator. After seeing this Noah took a deep breath and prayed to whatever deity that was out there that it wasn't a dead man switch. After praying,Noah quickly pulled one of his dual DL-88's and put a single bolt through the mans head.
(Sorry if you didn't want the action scene)
@[member="Cira"]