<div class="floatleft">(https://images7.alphacoders.com/725/725779.jpg)  </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Damien Wall (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=286356.0)</span><br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>0 / 13<strong>Strain:</strong>0 / 12<strong>Soak:</strong>4<br/><strong>Conflict:</strong>0<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Aboard The Chance Cube Dance into the lounge<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>All<br/><hr/><br/>Closing his eyes for a moment, he takes a deep breath. Thinking, I am not dealing with Sniper Recon...no dealing with...Opening his eyes he tries his best to look friendly. “I think you misunderstood me Vo-Cador. I do not intend to be the appointed leader, self appointed or otherwise. My skills lay elsewhere.” Holding his hands out palm towards Vo-Cador, apparently according to his Warrant Officer it helps with conflicts. “I was only saying that if, and only if the plans fail and we are forced to fall back, and casualties are warranted, in other words taken care of permantly you leave it to me. I will not jeopardise the safety of my team because I did not take the shot. My skills, are that. I kill very well.”<br/><br/>“And yes. I will follow Rabme. I trust her to make the right choice when the time comes.”