A dark blue and black street bike roars up to the staging area, sliding to a stop beside the truck. Drachen dismounts, slinging his helmet on the back and unslingin a black bag from his back. Dropping the bag to the ground, he undoes the catch and pulls an small asssortment of mechanical devices from inside, as well as several clips of ammunition. He is dressed in black, the body suit equipped with web belt, thigh holster, and various small pockets and pouches. Checking his single pistol, he spins it once before holstering it. Pulling a final piece of equipment free, he stows the small bag on the back of the bike, then clips the half-headset on, the small transparent piece over his left eye showing him various series of numbers and readouts.
A small mike slides down from the headset to the corner of his mouth. "Control this is KAM031369, codename: Drachen. Do you read... Roger control, maintain radio silence until further notification. Drachen out."
Turning to the group, Drachen smiles briefly, before his expression turns serious.
"Alright folks. Let's do this thing."
The Low Down
Name-Drachen
Weapons-13 round hi-caliber caster pistol.
-Polyfiber carbon steel double edged
knife.
-Set of four small radius stun
grenades, "flash bangs."
Equipment-Comlink/HUD, delivers instant
comms to Control, to obtain
satelite and background
information from orbital station.
HUD also displays targeting matrix
and information, such as distance,
speed, etc.
-"Blur" Unit. Cuases the light to
blur and bend when active,
resulting in the subject becoming
more difficult to see. Only truly
effective in shadows, darkness, and
from a distance.
Powers-"Phase Step" Ability to step out of
phase with this world for a maximum
of ten seconds at a time. See Patent
Office Thread for full details.
_________________ "Like a game of pick up sticks,
played by fucking lunatics"
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