(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/johndmini.jpg[/url])<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">John Donnelan</span></strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Where are they WITHIN the area covered by the thread</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> What PCs and NPCs are they currently with</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/><br/>John turned, "Friendly from the rear." He called out, stepping up beside the lady dressed as a cop, "Someone cover the rear arc."<br/><br/>He was a good shot, always had been. His brother had been better, when they were in the cadets his non-identical twin brother used to regularly win shooting competitions involving cadet units up and down the country. He had even qualified as a full marksman having cut his right hand, his trigger hand, on a flint wall deeply enough to later require stitches.<br/><br/>John wasn't quite that natural, but he was still good. He kept calm, laid the sights on the first target, the one on the extreme right and squeezed.<br/><br/>The PPK barked and a hole appeared just off centre on the targets nose, dropping him, the gun swung to the left, "I have him." He took a moment to aim, to breathe, the charging man now within only eight feet of him, squeezed again.<br/><br/>John had to step aside as the body continued its momentum and landed where he had been standing, its jaw missing.<br/><br/>He immediately turned to cover the right and check the rear. "Clear to front right and rear." He called out.  "Don't like the looks of those houses though." English accent, his flightsuit read RAF, and featured a suppressed all green version of the union flag on his shoulder.<br/><br/>The name on the front of the suit being of course John Donnelan. There was no callsign, the RAF didn't tend to mess about with that sort of thing. His rank insignia marked him out as a 1st Lieutenant, though, that would likely not be immediately obvious to those not familiar with RAF symbology.<br/><br/>Without taking his eyes from the areas he had decided to cover he spoke up again, "The report of the pistols is going to draw them if your engine sound doesn't. If we are going to move, now would be a good time. Hello by the way. Pleased to meet you."