Rolled 10 + 5 (1d10 + 5)
>>5747111>>5747147Napps takes position, guns in hand. The chainsaw would've brought some extra firepower to the mission - but he didn't want to call too much attention. Any attention right now would've put the mission in jeopardy. Besides, he wanted to give himself a few more days before trying it out, at least. A few more days to heal the wound on his chest - to fade out the memory of looking down at his wound, seeing the bloodied trench stop right where his now-busted glasses had rested on his shirt. Or maybe he should remember that a little longer. As the team moved, two thoughts crossed his mind before he let them grow blank for the mission.
1) Keep the team safe, and they'll keep you safe.
2) Remember to buy new glasses.
