Nova: @ Hastur: I never posited my skills during that, and wish to move here, but....
I know better then to try and take on a military base on my own.
-Follows once the others get going finaly-
-Yea, its.... decently far out though-
-Do you walk or take horses agian?-
edited 4th Aug '16 6:33:32 PM by Imca
-Screw it I just saw the time, were doing it this way-
-Horses were used, but were skiping right to the edge of where you would be noticed with them, behind a dune-
-Things look pretty flat in front of it, but the map notes that about half a click past this dune is the entrance-
-Even if you dont see it-
Eires stepped out back and looked at her suit. It was a nasty-looking affair, gunmetal grey and pragmatically spooky-looking, hard angles and an inhuman-looking helmet adding to the sheer cruelty of the mecha. It had been a hard three days working on it, and she was pleased that the entire thing disassembled smoothly as it usually did in order to let her in.
Cool darkness enveloped her for a half-second before the electronics inside blinked to life, HUD appearing, showing all vital statistics and calculations needed for proper handling. Going through the standard motions, she started off along with the rest of the group, piloting the suit with an unusual grace given its build and weight.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]Nova: Flat terain, minimal cover spots for the stealth group to sneak up, noted presence of a sniper by the vulpine eared one.
-Nova slowly peaks her sensor out from behind the dune-
-Only for a sniper shot to sail by-
-And her to pull back-
Nova: Confirmed pressence of a sniper, amongst some green crystals... aproach vectors minimal, prehapse we should have realized this when we thought about sneaking through a desert.
edited 4th Aug '16 6:49:04 PM by Imca
Nova: We can provide you with a distraction yes, but how do you plan to sneak past a sniper, with no terain based cover even with a distraction? It is an open feild out there, you can look for yourself....
If you dont mind jepordizing your head.
@ Eires: Half a click, impact pattern sugests they switched to AP after encountering the vulpine eared one.
edited 4th Aug '16 6:56:13 PM by Imca

B312: ...close enough.
-And so B312 sets off into the desert, towards the base...-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."