<div class="floatleft">(http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc370/Sage226/ca358c37-35c6-4a94-b26b-6ead5a50ba67_zps218ff1df.jpg)</div>Character: Xeo<br/>Location: ATLAS Western Gates<br/>Time: 1:06 PM -> 1:20<br/>Company: Artina, Mizuki, Ryuuga, Lond<br/><hr/><br/>The man took one last drag of the cigarette to finish it off and threw the butt at a trash canister a few feet away from them. It hit the wall behind it and bounced down into the trash can. Xeo's attention was already on the visors, taking the one that was handed to him and slipped it on.<br/><br/>"<strong>Good to know we're not supposed to be Grimm fodder. It's a change of pace." Xeo sighed as broke out of the group. "Keep your radios open. I'll report anything unusual I can observe.</strong>" He simply called over his shoulder before he disappeared behind wall as he headed towards the main Gate exit. The large walls had 2 sets of gates, one for large vehicles and transports that open the whole wall and a smaller passageway for people. There was, again, an android check-out at this gate, but the presence of gun turrets, armed androids and even some armed police officers reminded anyone that they were at the city's premises, and protection further out wouldn't be promised. The fact that there was many on this day really gave a foreboding feeling about the situation out there. Xeo hadn't seen anything this intense in Atlas before, not this close to the city. The man didn't wait up for his team. He had the information he needed, now what they needed was a set of eyes on the field.<br/><br/>Once outside the walls, Xeo gazed down into a valley of evergreens stretching in between jagged mountain ranges that covered the impressive landscape before them. Pausing only a moment to take the sight in, he sighed gently before lighting another cigarette. Shaking his head aside a little, his usual serious and cold expression set back in before he began his way down the main path before him. But not even 500 meters down the way, Xeo took a deep breath and began to concentrated on his semblance. He began to run a little before jumping up. As he began to run, the man began to exhibit a blue glow faintly and when he jumped, the glow surged up, and the man was afloat. Quickly divvying his course from the path, he soared over the trees heading northwest, towards the closest peak. The flight didn't take long either.<br/><br/>Once on the peak, the man pulled out the SMG that rested on his belt in his back, twirled it around himself twice. The twirling motion prompted the gun to switch back into it's sniper rifle mode, bringing a small smile of satisfaction to the man every time. The hunter looked down his scope and pressed the visor's on button, recording whatever he would see through the scope. Adjusting the zoom at it's minimal, Xeo peered at a general view of the area, sweeping from the West Gates clockwise for nearly a full 360, stopping only when the view of the wall came around once more.<br/><br/>There were a few things Xeo noticed that were out of the usual from the usual view he got from this spot; the 2 military outposts that were placed around the city had large congregations of Nevermores circling around. They were never so centered on their attacks before. The nearest one, placed southwest from the main path leading from the city, had large columns of smoke and the usual structure seemed battered at far sight, including missing turrets. The man zoomed in as much as he could, but would require to move closer to see anything very clearly other than the general damage of the area.<br/><br/>"<strong>Xeo reporting in. General area status has both military outposts being considerately targeted by Grimm. The nearest one at Southwest has some structure damage and the presence of flames. The Northwestern outpost exhibits large Nevermore attacks. There are still some resistance  from their point, however, so their situation isn't pressing. You're gonna want to head southwest if you don't want Grimm knocking on Atlas's Gates.</strong>" Xeo bluntly reviewed what he could see from where he was, relaying it through a microphone on his collar which sent everything through walkie-talkie radio waves to the other members on the ground.