<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/63/2551723-Equilibrium_Still0321-Cleric_John_PrestonChristian-Bale.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>John<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Airfield<br/><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Any<br/><br/><hr/><br/>John listened to what Geoff said, nodding in places.<em>Shotguns? Flashbangs? Okay, maybe, but that's not going to end well once they start learning what we do and adapting to our tactics. If they can fly who knows how far across space, there's got to be some working brains in there someplace.</em>He paused, narrowing his eyes slightly in thought.<em>I wonder if that's why I got tapped for this. Bring in a recon specialist, get a step ahead of the game. If they adapt to the brute force approach, then I go ninja on their little green asses?</em>His eyes flicked to the pad and the bug like one.<em>I definitely do <strong>not</strong> want to run into one of those fuckers while on point though. Wonder if we can get any white phosphorus grenades? That'll make them shift their asses in a hurry, and do some damage too.</em><br/><br/>He looked around the room at the others, some of whom had already volunteered.<em>I guess everyone else needs time to push it around in their heads</em>he thought,<em>but when it comes down to it, if we're here, we're here because someone figured we were the best people for the job. Or at least the best available. Either way, I guess we all took some sort of oath to protect those who can't protect themselves. These enemies are just a tad more foreign than I figured I'd see.</em><br/><br/>He blew out a silent breath as he made his decision, waiting til Geoff's gaze came around to him again. When it had, he gave a simple nod. "I'm in."