Name: Ayr Fairfang<br/>Tags: Marc, Nick, Zed, Rutilus, Jack<br/>Ayr was in mid mass with the beautiful fae copy, it had been a long time since he'd had such a long peaceful sucking that he was inclined to enjoy the pleasure and simply listen. Now however was the time to speak up.<br/>"may I suggest somthing?" he raised a hand "if we are to implicate the beastmen and diggers at the same time, I have some heavy firepower so long as our wild little crew here do not kill themselves with my equipment." with that he stood up running a hand down the copy's face before zipping up. "I think a gheistflame thrower and a couple of HMG's would go a long way in this effort. ghiestflame is used by both gangs and The brothers." he placed a hand on Nick's sholder leaning on him a little and smiling at his new co-horts. Ayr's wings closed around himself now like a cape. "if you have any other requests for gear let me know and I'll see if I have somthing"