Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20160411003713/@comment-25038310-20160414185249

The rogue placed his finger, which was embraced in a black leather glove, on the small button on his headset. Lafayette wore a hoodie under his trenchcoat, and a small bandana of black cloth masked his face even more. Hanging on his shoulders was the M98b sniper rifle, which blended in rather well with his overall apparel. On his belt, he had multiple sidearms and some makeshift explosives in the case that things went south, but judging from the rooftop he stood on, the place wasn't as heavily guarded as he thought.

He saw all kinds of drugs packed in the most ridiculous of containers enter the building, such as suitcases, school bags, wrapped in the grunts' jackets, or just plain out in the open for everyone to see. There were a few lightly armed guys guarding the building, and he managed to spot a few with some simple sidearms inside. This was probably a hasty operation, and this was their only clear shot before these guys would relocate out of the city.

"It's not time yet," Jon muttered through the headset to an annoyed and disgruntled Sander. "It's not even night yet. Might as well attack in broad daylight, ya dip."

"I can take these fucking guys - they won't know what the fuck hit them, and when they do, we'll be long gone."

"Yeah, I don't doubt that, but it's still better. Less of a hassle, more catch, in less time. Just gotta be patient, that's all."