Maybe it's because he's a planner; strategical to a fault. He thinks of backup plans and more backup plans, but something about this operation had backfired so spectacularly he has to wonder if they were supposed to survive it. The CDC is a large organization, he has no illusions of being indispensable. Quite the contrary– Red team had the highest chance of casualty, just from how dangerous their work ends up being.
Still, this whole mission is a nightmare. It's pushing him to be a little unconventional with things, and he hopes that some of the things he's had to pull won't come back to haunt him. The network being down makes it very difficult to maneuver, but he supposes they've done similar things in the past. Carefully, he picks his way through the crowded and cool underbrush, silent aside from his own breathing and the small sounds around him. However, there's a break in the quiet as he hears unmuffled footsteps nearby. A crackle of something makes the hair on the back of his neck stand on end, but he lets out a soft sigh when he hears whoever it is speak up. ]
Anders, I know you're Blue, but you really are quite loud.
[ He steps out from a darker section, the blue electricity in the mage's hand illuminating the space between them. ]
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Maybe it's because he's a planner; strategical to a fault. He thinks of backup plans and more backup plans, but something about this operation had backfired so spectacularly he has to wonder if they were supposed to survive it. The CDC is a large organization, he has no illusions of being indispensable. Quite the contrary– Red team had the highest chance of casualty, just from how dangerous their work ends up being.
Still, this whole mission is a nightmare. It's pushing him to be a little unconventional with things, and he hopes that some of the things he's had to pull won't come back to haunt him. The network being down makes it very difficult to maneuver, but he supposes they've done similar things in the past. Carefully, he picks his way through the crowded and cool underbrush, silent aside from his own breathing and the small sounds around him. However, there's a break in the quiet as he hears unmuffled footsteps nearby. A crackle of something makes the hair on the back of his neck stand on end, but he lets out a soft sigh when he hears whoever it is speak up. ]
Anders, I know you're Blue, but you really are quite loud.
[ He steps out from a darker section, the blue electricity in the mage's hand illuminating the space between them. ]