<div class="floatleft">(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/327/b/3/bardroy___coluored_1_by_nightgazer101-d6veu7h.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Vasili Ilari<br/><strong>Team:</strong>SHO<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avalanche Academy - Departure<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Team Schwarz<br/><em>"Send me on my way..."</em><br/><hr/><br/>The Mercenary shrugged his shoulders when his suggestion was rejected.<br/>Fine...it was their loss.<br/>He quickly hopped on top of the Snowmobile behind Enya Horowitz.<br/>"Trust me. I function better the less sleep I get...that's a lie. I function better until I collapse."<br/>At this point it would be highly unlike Vasili to not cop a feel.<br/>It also shouldn't have come as a surprise when he did, using both his hands to reach around the buxom beauty and giving both of her breasts a firm squeeze. Saying, "Honk" at the same time he squeezed them. Then chuckling to himself after, keeping his arms around her waist, well aware of the handle bars to the sides of the Snowmobiles, built in for said passenger.<br/>Likewise, he could ride without holding onto anything. Purely using his legs and lower body to keep him firmly attached to the Snowmobile. Very handy for shooting on the move.<br/>And, for this purpose, he kept his Sound Suppressor attached.<br/>Wouldn't want to deafen Enya every time he fired a round.<br/>Though, how he wasn't deaf himself, was a complete mystery.<br/><br/>As the rest readied up, the Tiger Faunus took care to attach his mask over his mouth and nose. He changed out his ballistic scope to a measly 4x ACOG scope. He also put on a pair of Infrared Goggles, which were not currently turned on, but kept over his eyes. The fact that they were off did not blind him, but just gave him a slight narrower view than his regular eyes.<br/>The storm front he had seen the previous night had decided to move towards Schwarz. If they ran into it on the way his Goggles could very well save their lives.<br/><br/>So far, he was right.<br/>As soon as visibility dropped he turned them on. The Goggles giving off a high-pitched whine as it warmed up before finally activating. Likewise, he readied his Rifle.<br/>At the question of accountability, Vasili turned around and counted the heat signatures.<br/>The Red heat from the Snowmobile engines, and the Red-, Orange-, and Yellow-layered lumps on top of each.<br/>As he scanned the area rear of their formation, he made sure to scan their flanks as well.<br/>After all, loud things liked to attract unwelcome guests.<br/>"Accounted!" Vasili Ilari shouted once he turned back towards the front.