The blaring sound of the alarm was barely a match for Steve Freeling's enthusiasm as he woke up at the crack of dawn. He rolled over, his long arm stretching across the bed to slap the snooze button before sitting up and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. At six-three and a half, he was used to...
Name: Steve Freeling
Age: 16
Base Learned: Sense
Appearance:
Height: 6′ 3½″ (1.92 m)
Weight: 155 lbs.
Hair: Dark brown
Eyes: Blue
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Personality:
Extroverted
Tough
Sanguine
Observant
Fearless
Thrill-seeking
Protective of others
Fun-loving
Caring
Forgiving but not...
Fuchizaki sees one of the guards charging at him and quickly makes up his mind. He aims his AT-230 directly at the guard's chest and fires.
"Not today, scumbag!" Fuchizaki snarls.
8+12=20
1d4x10+10 M.D.
Fuchizaki is none too pleased with this development, and even less pleased with the revelation that it's an inside job. The guards would see him glaring at them if it weren't for his helmet, a none too friendly sight of a usually friendly man.
Initiative Roll: 9 + 8 + 3 = 20
As Fuchizaki flies ahead of the transport he's escorting, he eventually stops and lands on the roof with a slight thud, though not enough to crack the concrete, likely due to his slightly lanky frame reducing how much weight the armor is carrying. He guides the transport with the special cargo...