Harry was settled nicely into a niche he'd found in the room he lloked around with his Mauser and happened to see some guards get ripped apart by a machine gun. He chuckled and then put the rifle away. Now he was walking with the MP 40 machine gun in hand. His long black coat billowed out as he walked.<br/><br/>"So am I late for the Party?" He asked as he rounded the corner to where the other two GAMER's were. He was grinning as he asked. His cheerfullness had come from enjoying blasting apart several germans on his way in.