04-08-2016, 04:42 PM
Revan raced ahead of her companions, needing more than anything to be out of that death trap masquerading as a vehicle. She stopped about ten feet away from the truck, remembering that her cloak and armor were in the bed. "Damn it. Always forgetting the stupidest things." She muttered under her breath, stalking back to the truck. She clipped the mask to her waist, opposite of her lightsaber, and slung the heavy cloak around her head and letting it settle on her shoulders. She shrugged her chestplate on, the red metal gleaming.
She saw companions climbing out of the truck, Frost not seeing to care enough about her creation to disassemble it. Revan shrugged her shoulders slightly, who was she to question another's methods? She had done some things that had been questionable, but they had always has their reasons.
"Each to their own, I guess. Hey! Wait up!" She hasn't realized how far the group has traveled while she had been reminiscing. She had to run to catch up to the small group, stopping a few feet behind, deciding to bring up the rear. Revan wasn't sure they trusted her enough to hold casual conversation yet, anyway. Few people had trusted her enough to do that... She shook her head, dispelling her dark thoughts, instead opting to review the information she had gathered on the way here.
" I hope this Nealaphh knows what he's doing. We could all get really hurt in the process.." She was eager, despite her skeptical view of the reliability of this plan of his. But a lot of what he said made sense to Revan. At the very least, it should be interesting. Revan stride ahead, pulling up beside Thor, wanting a question of hers answered.
" Where do you come from, Thor. I've never seen anyone dressed or equipped like you." She created to his armor and hammer, which was created tightly in his hand. She thought subconsciously that she could hear the faintest hint of sound, apart from the usual back round noise. Shouldn't be to much longer til they reached base camp.
She saw companions climbing out of the truck, Frost not seeing to care enough about her creation to disassemble it. Revan shrugged her shoulders slightly, who was she to question another's methods? She had done some things that had been questionable, but they had always has their reasons.
"Each to their own, I guess. Hey! Wait up!" She hasn't realized how far the group has traveled while she had been reminiscing. She had to run to catch up to the small group, stopping a few feet behind, deciding to bring up the rear. Revan wasn't sure they trusted her enough to hold casual conversation yet, anyway. Few people had trusted her enough to do that... She shook her head, dispelling her dark thoughts, instead opting to review the information she had gathered on the way here.
" I hope this Nealaphh knows what he's doing. We could all get really hurt in the process.." She was eager, despite her skeptical view of the reliability of this plan of his. But a lot of what he said made sense to Revan. At the very least, it should be interesting. Revan stride ahead, pulling up beside Thor, wanting a question of hers answered.
" Where do you come from, Thor. I've never seen anyone dressed or equipped like you." She created to his armor and hammer, which was created tightly in his hand. She thought subconsciously that she could hear the faintest hint of sound, apart from the usual back round noise. Shouldn't be to much longer til they reached base camp.