Ryo watched as Matsu disappeared. A cloud of snow obscured his vision for a second but by the time the snow settled, Ryoichi was gone.
Chakra Pool: 270/270
Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 7:04 am
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A figure in a heavy white cloak Lay flat on an outcropping of rocks; ticked away from the windividual and snow. She had a long barreled weapon pressed into her shoulder, watching a group in the thickets from some distance away. Some less experianced nin and two more seasoned operatives providing overwatch from above. She followed the ground targets Movment, the Barrel of the weapon only slightly twisting in the two legged mount fixed to the Bottom of the heavily modified dart rifle. The loading mechanism was locked open but she soon slid it closed, empty. It looked like they were evacing what she assumed to be a boy. Her hand tapped a cartridge lightly against the side of her rifle as she thought, an uncharacteristic fidget. She wondered what oto wanted with those spores. Whatever it was, she didn't like them very much. So she loaded an incendiary tag. When the nin left, she would fire into the spore field. The entire field should go up in theory. Small spores everywhere. Plant life and fire didn't mix. Her finger rested on the trigger, wait until they faced away to pull it. A second shot would file the first, to land on the other side if the river and ensure the entire area was incinerated cleanly. The Second round would be fired before the first landed.
Behind Elizabeth was the telltale signs and enticements she would leave for the uhv. A campfire, burnt out. And a tent with a cablelock on the zipper for the flaps, along with a food spit that she used the night before to cook some food. By the tone the rounds landed, Elizabeth would have her gear tasty to move, but fir now she stayed to watch.
Laid out on the snow beside Elizabeth, a flickering image showing a scene from the President's office played. Though scrambled a bit from the distance, enough sound was able to transmit through that the gist of what was happening could be relayed. As soon as Horace asked 'Any questions?', the transmission ceased.
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Elizabeth watched the segment placed before her. It was live and she knew the person warning her. She stood and brushed the snow off of her body. She got out her tools with a smile and got to work. (Pm sent to AandOE). When she was done she could collect everything and leave the area. Careful to remove signs if her except for at the campfire.
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