by Agent Maine(Meta) » Thu Jul 02, 2015 8:56 pm
Maine remained fast asleep at the moment, still nuzzled against the hand full of straw that he thought was florida's hand. His sides rising and falling slowly with the faintest of sounds to show he was snoring.
"Eyes visible on the target?"
"Negative. Target is out of sight. Unable to get closer at the moment." Was answered in a quiet voice, the scope of a sniper rifle examining the canyon slowly. "Times going dark. Targets possibly settled down indoors. Unable to approach." They whispered.
"And why is that?"
"If the chameleon strikes now, possibilities of being swarmed by the others is a huge chance. Intercepted a transmission earlier. About a party for a soldier. I'll see if the target attends. If so, i'll infiltrate. If not, i'll still strike." They stated silently.
"Just be careful."
"Don't worry, i've already got a back up plan incase things go bad." They said, standing up slowly inorder to look at the bound green form in an electrical field like cage. "A robot found on the cliff with a pelican manual. Possibly the freelancers. Vocal was disabled and any possible transmissions blocked by the electric field cage around them. Nothings gunna get in it or outta it." He informed with a nod.
"Very good."
"Chameleon's going dark." They said before hanging up.
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