Abram Dabra
Trainee
Posts: 2
200x300 Avatar: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/298990919229898772/558045556291928066/Abe_200.png
250x350 Avatar: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/298990919229898772/558045567226347545/Abe_250.png
|
Post by Abram Dabra on Nov 27, 2013 13:04:17 GMT -8
Well it was time to scout out Dragon Territory. Not that he avoided it, he kind of had to go through it to move around, it was massive and to the south of them. Kind of couldn't be helped. But most of his delving had been in the so called neutral zone and whatever they were calling the areas controlled by those freaks. No not those ones, the ones that launched the missiles and got everyone in this fucking mess.
Anyways, that wasn't important. What was important was the masked mercenary was lingering in Dragon Territory to see what his violent and volatile neighbors downstairs had going on. Maybe he could find a way to offer his services. To the Dragons or someone else, it didn't matter. Hell, maybe he could liberate a few toys, that would be nice.
It was also what lead him to the LAX area. He figured if planes and shit used to be here there were bound to be some goodies. The only problem was the whole area was fenced off and goons seemed to be patrolling the area. How inconvenient! He stuck a bit of distance away on a rooftop laying on his stomach with his cloak over his body to stop the sun from reflecting off of the metal of his outfit. He'd rather not be found until he was ready. And getting an idea of their patrols was a good start to that.
|
|