Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151230220612/@comment-5543592-20160102201519

Crimson joined the squad outside. He was hurriedly stuffing his uniform back to the crisp position it had been in at his trouser line.

"So, rescuing, right?"

"Got'ya.  Message recieved." He glanced to the side, down the hallway.

"We're staying here?   Probably for the best, since I'd be a calamity on the battlefield."