[Under normal circumstances, Maketh isn't the sort to wander straight into the front-lines. Not without an escort of heavily armed troopers, that is. But circumstances have changed, she's no longer who she was, and needs must.
Unfortunately, the only thing she has for a weapon is the sword at her hip, and that hardly seems like it's going to make a dent on Hadriel's newest monstrosity.
On the plus side, the monsters don't seem capable of climbing very high.
Maketh has positioned herself on the low roof of an abandoned store, next to a conveniently placed rubble pile. One of the possible sniper posts she'd marked out a few days earlier, though it works for this purpose as well. She narrows her eyes, one hand on her hip, hunting jacket zipped up to her throat. What she wears resembles no military uniform that's ever been inspected, but she wears it like one just the same, edges ironed to sharp points.]
Soldier, move your ass!
[She barks it, a hard order. She's in no position to jump down and save this man, whoever he is with that strange uniform - and shield, what the hell - but no one, no one will be dying on her watch today. Hopefully he's fast enough to survive.]
fear
[Under normal circumstances, Maketh isn't the sort to wander straight into the front-lines. Not without an escort of heavily armed troopers, that is. But circumstances have changed, she's no longer who she was, and needs must.
Unfortunately, the only thing she has for a weapon is the sword at her hip, and that hardly seems like it's going to make a dent on Hadriel's newest monstrosity.
On the plus side, the monsters don't seem capable of climbing very high.
Maketh has positioned herself on the low roof of an abandoned store, next to a conveniently placed rubble pile. One of the possible sniper posts she'd marked out a few days earlier, though it works for this purpose as well. She narrows her eyes, one hand on her hip, hunting jacket zipped up to her throat. What she wears resembles no military uniform that's ever been inspected, but she wears it like one just the same, edges ironed to sharp points.]
Soldier, move your ass!
[She barks it, a hard order. She's in no position to jump down and save this man, whoever he is with that strange uniform - and shield, what the hell - but no one, no one will be dying on her watch today. Hopefully he's fast enough to survive.]