<br/><div class="floatright">(https://static1.e621.net/data/73/04/7304dc8f10fe674ae218fcb15bf72b4e.jpg)</div><strong>Meathead</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1F45IckRWiHbGrf37buxSoLRk0CW4GhpKEC8bDNExUSk/edit)<br/>Hearing word of the shit storm coming their way, meat pulled out his rifle, double and triple  checking the mechanisms to be sure the weapin was readynfor action. Heblet out a soft huff before looking over at the elf in the drivers seat. Revanant having opted to bring up the rear of the convoy the big troll decided to join him for added security if things went pear shaped near the end. "I'll do my best not to dmage your vehicle Rev, but if they start shooting back not much to be done. with that he settled in once more. The rifle rested atbhis hip inside the vehcle, foregrip on his knee as he looked out the window and ocassuonally down at the sideview mirror. Pressing the switch in his throat once more he spoke on the coms. "How much father we have to go? At this pace we might be lucky enough to keep ahead of things, but not sure of thats possible.