Post by Raar Hum Raa´rh on Dec 18, 2013 13:42:02 GMT -5
"We cannot rule out the possibility that they are all broken but we cannot allow this encampment to exist, it must be destroyed. However, its going to be tricky, we are going to need a plan and information, information is what I can cover, I will just need some time. The Quincy from earlier was deathly afraid of what these Vandenreich have become so we must assume them to be quite powerful and need to catch them off-guard." Bount was the one to speak. Raar, whose composure was again perfect, was the one to listen. Maybe even Kennon listened. But that was not important. Lance's message was what was important. It all made perfect sense, everything that Lance said. But Raar had a better idea than just listening. He was multitasking already, checking his weapons, preparing himself. And when Lance said his final sentence: "Hard and fast, that is our key, utter destruction and chaos is what I can deliver." Raar was the one to nod. "That could be useful. But. We cannot just rush in head on. Goal is not to wreck the place, but to gather intelligence. Then we can wreck the place. Let me handle intelligence gathering. It's what I usually do. I have a plan that should work. You two should relocate perhaps half a mile from here, and strike. I will take my time until then, and slip in. If there are no guards, all the better, but if there are any, this plan is our ticket to intelligence. Now, you may like this plan. Or you may not. But, it MUST be executed. And we cannot delay. Take off. And do not hide your presence."
Raar then felt unease again, personal unease deep within him. It made him feel a bit insecure, whenever he spoke that much. But coordination was the key. Raar, deep inside, wanted to torture and kill his companions. They were to be tortured and killed. But for sake of this mission, which came first, he controlled. His mask of emotionless warrior was perfect. The fact that Lance knew that Raar was Arrancar made no difference. So, as his companions left, Raar hid his presence, and dug into deep snow. He had a plan. As they would start attack, he would start digging, slowly, inch by inch, foot by foot, hidden under the surface of deep snow, for the snow was deep indeed, around four feet. Nothing could be seen from above. Surface of the snow was still perfect as it was. Raar would just dig his way through around the rock, and head slowly towards the fence. There was only that, and nothing else. He would froze, but he had his ring to protect him from that. Lack if visual information he was subjected to was countered by using his impressive energy sensing capabilities. And while it was not comfortable under snow, there was enough air in the tunnel Raar was digging, enough to breathe. Just enough for that. And he would keep digging, using his hands. What else he had? Nothing. And he had to reach that fence.
OOC: Sorry for short post. And to speed things up a bit, i already decided a course of action and sent us off based on it. I hope you don't mind.
Raar then felt unease again, personal unease deep within him. It made him feel a bit insecure, whenever he spoke that much. But coordination was the key. Raar, deep inside, wanted to torture and kill his companions. They were to be tortured and killed. But for sake of this mission, which came first, he controlled. His mask of emotionless warrior was perfect. The fact that Lance knew that Raar was Arrancar made no difference. So, as his companions left, Raar hid his presence, and dug into deep snow. He had a plan. As they would start attack, he would start digging, slowly, inch by inch, foot by foot, hidden under the surface of deep snow, for the snow was deep indeed, around four feet. Nothing could be seen from above. Surface of the snow was still perfect as it was. Raar would just dig his way through around the rock, and head slowly towards the fence. There was only that, and nothing else. He would froze, but he had his ring to protect him from that. Lack if visual information he was subjected to was countered by using his impressive energy sensing capabilities. And while it was not comfortable under snow, there was enough air in the tunnel Raar was digging, enough to breathe. Just enough for that. And he would keep digging, using his hands. What else he had? Nothing. And he had to reach that fence.
OOC: Sorry for short post. And to speed things up a bit, i already decided a course of action and sent us off based on it. I hope you don't mind.