Re: C7 : (3rd Platoon)
Arven layed atop the ATV staring up at the sky on the ride back to Tolkeen marveling at the fact he not only lived through another battle but this time managed to escape without a scratch. Thinking of the amulets inside his bag that he looted from the dead Spulgorth minions he fully intends to keep that particular tradition alive. He laughs aloud but over the roar of all the engines no one can hear the Rahu-Man. He left the Pecos Empire not to fight for Tolkeen but to come and die fighting the Coalition. He never really had anything to live for but himself and even he had grown tired of his own brand of bullshit. But now... well now things are different.
Hopping off the top of the big ATV into the streets of Tolkeen he growls at some gawking kids causing them to run off in fear. Reaching into his satchel he pulls out the sheer stretchy blouse he pulled off of one of the dead Altara women. Tossing it to Lotus he says in a manner that sounds only half-joking, "Here you can wear this on our honeymoon." Without waiting for her sharp retort he adds, "Im going to find your long lost bro and that jackass Mystic Knight buddy of his. If ya wanna go?"
Gathering up the four rifles and the staff he acquired that he did not add to the overall communal loot pile he heads off in search of Zed and his crew. Once he finds him he hands over the two CTT-M20 missile rifles first. "Here ya go jacksack... like I promised. Take these fuckers too. That ought to cover my missile reloads and I need someone to charge these Naruni magazines for me and the mini-cell on my force field." He lays down the two CP-40 particle beam rifles he salvaged as well.
