<strong>Jake Prior<br/>Tagged:</strong>Anna, Lucy, Nathaniel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Wolves Den - Lucy's Cabin<br/><hr/><br/>While waiting outside he watched as the gay lovers from the night before walked past him and into the cabin.<br/>It seemed as though Anna and he had found the Den's Cafeteria, though he doubted the Cabin would fit the hundreds of hungry wolves out and about.<br/>The Cook's Cabin then?<br/>No doubt Anna would come back out for him, or at least give him an all clear sign if they were allowed to eat inside.<br/><br/>So what would he do out here besides fight back the unlimited amount of glares and stares in his direction?<br/>Jake ripped off a piece of cloth, velcro'd to his left forearm.<br/>He rewrapped it the other way so it wouldn't dangle and looked at the screen on his forearm.<br/>It was under plastic and attached to the backside of his arm near his wrist.<br/>Some straight up SciFi shit.<br/>In reality, it was a modified iPad.<br/>Not by Jake of course, but by some Tech back at Base.<br/>The configuring and tech settings Jake had to do when he set up the Thermal mask system.<br/>Not only was it a mask on the outside, but his personal system was the only one that could access the Polar Thermal.<br/>Opposite of what the mask system does it actually highlights all those within The Wolves Den.<br/>Whose friendly, whose not, and whose an unknown variable.<br/>Perfect for tracking your allies and enemies during big engagements.<br/><br/>Jake tapped the screen to wake it up and watched as it widened out to show him all of the Wolves Den then suddenly zoom into a single white orb.<br/>Too big to be a single person, but too small to be two people walking side by side.<br/>His finger spun the map around looking for more but he couldn't find any.<br/>Did they find them already?<br/>Was it just one lone scout?<br/>His hands flew to his weapon and he quickly ran back to Lucy's cabin, but not into it.<br/>According to the image on his pad it showed that the Intruder was coming up on the same hill he had been on just the previous night.<br/>Which means he really had no time to run in, explain himself, then run out.<br/>Not when there was a possibility of this being an Inquisition Scout.<br/><br/>As Jake passed by the Cabin doorway, he pulled out a rugged, more durable version of an iPad and tossed it through the door and onto the floor.<br/>It landed with the screen turned upwards, but in sleep mode.<br/>All they had to do was touch the screen to wake it up, but until then it would remain blank.<br/><br/><hr/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Lily, Anne<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Wolves Den - Hill<br/><hr/><br/>The Wolves seemed to wonder where Jake was going, but none of them cared enough to follow, so when Jake appeared at the top of the hill before Lily Gibbons, he did so alone.<br/>With the Sun still at its morning setting it seemed more like a showdown than an investigation.<br/>Jake screeched to a stop once at the top of the hill, his weapon was quicker than his eyes.<br/>Rifle pointed at Lily's chest before his eyes could fully register exactly what was going on.<br/>Once his eyes did register the current situation Jake called out to Lily, something he would have never done if he were still with the Inquisition or Nathaniel hadn't been the leader.<br/><strong>"Stay where you are! Hands! I want to see those Hands!"</strong><br/>The Soldier let go of the Rifle with his left hand and pointed to her before opening and closing his hand in front of him as if words weren't enough.<br/><br/>After repeating himself once more he snatched his hand back to his Rifle, cradling the space between the magazine and the Rifle's foregrip, a tighter weapons hold as he approached her slowly, his mindset changing from a distance fight to close quarters combat.<br/><br/>Everything about his movement told her how easily he could change up his stance according to the situation.<br/>From on top of the hill, his stance was more wider.<br/>Feet shoulder length apart, chest and body squared with where he was going, a wider grip stance on his Rifle, elbows slightly jutting outwards to provide better weight balance.<br/>As he got closer to her, he seemed to transform into something more compact and more agile.<br/>Chest and body were no longer square but turned sideways.<br/>Feet still shoulder length apart, but one in front of the other rather than side by side.<br/>A more centered, core grip on his Rifle, and his elbows tucked in.<br/>And as he got closer, his aim shifted from her chest to her head.<br/><br/>He stopped just out of arm's length from her, keeping the rest of his senses open as he watched her with his eyes to make sure she didn't try anything.<br/>And he seemed to react to everything.<br/>The way she breathed, the way she moved as she breathed.<br/>If she twitched, he noticed it.<br/><strong>"Identify yourself."</strong>Jake demanded curtly, keeping himself on the balls of his feet and ready to move at any given notice.