Jarod Nedney had just finished his patrol of the city center his assault rifle cradled in his hands.  The perimeter was all clear though he knew that in other parts of the city things we’re not nearly as peaceful.  Jarod had first meet Emmilyn Connor two days ago.   He had been moving alone through the city searching for survivors.  Most of the people he had found we’re beyond help.  Others where too afraid of him and cowered away from him.  Until he had been confronted by members of Emmilyn Conner’s group and they brought her him to meet their leader.  The group had been very rag tag and if he could have escaped from them if he wished.  Instead however he decided to hear out their leader.  In the end he liked what he saw and agreed to join their cause of helping the weak.  He also new that his skills would be vital to protecting the group.  Most of the people in this group were civilians just trying to survive another day.<br/><br/>Jarod activated his communicator contacting the central command center.  “This is Nedney,” Jarod said into the built in communications of his armor.  “Perimeter clear returning to base.” Jarod said as he set into a run.  The heavy armor suit he was not slowing him down at all.  The armor was like a second skin to him thanks to all the augmentations the military had preformed on him as he was growing up.