Re: C9 : 3rd Platoon - Squad Three
"I can manage maybe four, five times that... but then, I am not able to be making earth rise up and do what I am wanting." replies Masque, automatically reaching for a massive hip-flask at his belt, uncapping it, taking a swig of fine old matured-for-three-whole-days-and-may-have-potatoes-in-it sightblinder, before extending the flask up towards Hagriss.
He taps his chin with a fingertip in the meanwhilst however and looks thoughtfully at the Gargoyle, "Maybe if you would be wanting to try it you could be getting flight pack? - Jet assist so you can be using wings to fly, but pack for speed?"
Letting Hagriss consider that the big 'borg turns next to Na-wa and shakes his head slowly, "I am not thinking living horse could be keeping up. Maybe would be best if you rode with someone else."
Photios gets a nod however, along with a brief chuckle, "Gargoyles name is Hagriss, and I am thinking that first person to try and hitch him to 'a rig' is going to need surgery to remove his boot from their ass, but is good point. If Fodder is willing, having him armed and armoured to take account of his size would be good."
And at that point Karno and Lotus turn up, which leaves 'Masque to turn to Andy and Photios, hoping the latter will control the more impractical excesses of the former whilst taking advantage of his probably superior technical knowledge, "See if you can be getting us three compatable vehicles - I am wanting nuclear powered and hover capable if possible, I will go talk to big boss."
That then leaves him free to stomp over to The Boss.