Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-30715799-20170226222947

Torki takes a deep ragged breath and hauls himself up to let Dex help him move back. Torki fired a few more rounds at near by loyalists before putting his gun away to tear his cloak and ruined armor from his torso. The veteran ignored his chard skin, not for the first time in his life. He looks at the bodys laying around them.

"Tyran..." he croaked out, having to clear his throat," Check them for grenades, but stay back from the Admin building. Even just one krak or frag is all we need."

Klavovich stayed focused on the here and now. On the mission at hand. Once they wete to cover he collapsed against a wall. He pulled Dex in close and said," That medic will see to me, but thank you friend. Cover your brother, just a few moments is all I need."

Torki gave the man a reassuring grin that was all teeth and blood. With a pat on the mans shoulder in thanks the medic reached him. He was eyeing the nearest bodys for the most intact suit of armor to swipe once he could. That and some grenades, God Emperor knew they would need them should Varens vision prove real.