<div class="floatleft">(http://Place URL of character icon here)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rick Steen<br/><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Team2, Andrea.<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>If there is anything in your post that might upset a more squeamish player, say so here.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Upon using his signals he saw, her reactions seeing that she volunteered to go first, signalling her intent in the same way. It was nice to work with professionals, off course, you could leave it to the Germans to provide such professionalism. There was a reason they had spent a few years guarding Paris.<br/><br/>Covering her advance, carefully he kept an eye out for trouble. But saw none. They were flanking at least one alien by now, possibly the others as well. Noticing his new comrade, was behind a sturdy brick wall only a few meters from an side entrance, he waited until she was settled and ready for him. Before hurrying after and passed her, pressing himself against the wall near the door.<br/><br/>Looking at her questioningly, he gestured at the door. He wasn’t quite sure if they wanted to use it, but it was an option. Just in case she said, yes he already signalled he’d open and follow her. He left it unsaid that it would his turn for the next door. Fair was fair in combat, but only when dealing with your own people.<br/>