03-09-2021, 05:29 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.4; color: black;"]— Now this was Colt's element.
It all felt so familiar - the rifle in his hands, the adrenaline pumping through his veins, the looming threat of the unknown. This was what he had spent his entire life training for - combat. Combat in war specifically? Ok, maybe not. But it was all the same in the end; there were people on the other side of this field, and he had to get through them. Despite his nerves, his head felt calm and clear for the first time in weeks. It was like he was back in training again; he didn't have to think - just fight.
The young mercenary stood beside Eddie as the captain initiated the battle, ducking down behind a wagon once the first few shots were fired. Crouching, he pushed inward, doing his best to keep behind cover. He very much preferred close-quarters combat with his pistols over ranged shooting with his rifle - but it would be difficult to cross the whole battlefield in order to do that. Colt dropped to his knees behind a massive log, aiming his rifle at an NPC Bluestem soldier about fifty years away and shooting him right through the chest. Colt watched his lifeless body crumple before scanning for a safe path.
/ feel free to engage with colt, minor injuries can be power played !
It all felt so familiar - the rifle in his hands, the adrenaline pumping through his veins, the looming threat of the unknown. This was what he had spent his entire life training for - combat. Combat in war specifically? Ok, maybe not. But it was all the same in the end; there were people on the other side of this field, and he had to get through them. Despite his nerves, his head felt calm and clear for the first time in weeks. It was like he was back in training again; he didn't have to think - just fight.
The young mercenary stood beside Eddie as the captain initiated the battle, ducking down behind a wagon once the first few shots were fired. Crouching, he pushed inward, doing his best to keep behind cover. He very much preferred close-quarters combat with his pistols over ranged shooting with his rifle - but it would be difficult to cross the whole battlefield in order to do that. Colt dropped to his knees behind a massive log, aiming his rifle at an NPC Bluestem soldier about fifty years away and shooting him right through the chest. Colt watched his lifeless body crumple before scanning for a safe path.
/ feel free to engage with colt, minor injuries can be power played !
━━━━━━━ THE BOY WHO FELL INTO THE SKY
HAD NO ONE THERE TO WATCH HIM CRY *:・ﾟ✧*:・ﾟ✧