Duo had been warned about missions, but was rather surprised when people seemed to have been panicked by the appearance of one. Apparently it was a strange occurrence? Being new, Duo didn't have experience to go on. At least, on the Voidtrecker.
Missions though? Those he knew.
He entered the dressing room without his trademark grin, a calm, serious expression on his face as he went immediately to clothes that were as muted as he could find. There were a lot of bright colours and he knew what he was supposed to do, but he'd taken a few minutes before coming to the dressing room to formulate his own mission.
Part of him wished he could grab one of the orange tunics, that would have blended in so much easier than the purple he knew he would have to wear. But he found some sand coloured pants to go under the purple and a cloak with a hood in a darker brown. If he pulled it in close it would cover the purple and that was just what he needed.
A small smile curved his lips then as he strapped a belt around his waist. He was ready.
Arrival:
Once they were dropped off, Duo checked the map and started walking.
He knew what he was meant to be doing. He was Purple Team. He was supposed to be going to a wall and protect it. That wasn't his style.
He had thought about going off with Red Team, and he figured he probably would. But before he did anything like that, he wanted to be armed.
Duo pulled his hood up over his head, his braid was trapped against his back and protected, and he took off toward the city at a run.
Purple/Red Team (Doing his own thing):
A - The people hadn't noticed much of anything until his fellow Inmates had started rounding them up and causing chaos. And chaos was just what he needed.
He was able to slip in and out of places with relative ease. And those places were houses and guard towers. In and out like a shadow. A few guards he 'accidentally' bumped into to free them of the burden of weaponry. Years of living on the streets and pickpocketing was coming in handy and Duo was in his element.
Under his cloak he was armed. True, it was swords and daggers when he wished for a nice gun, but he was sure he could use them.
Though his aim was to get them to the others and ensure people were armed and ready for whatever happened.
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B - Now he was armed to the teeth, Duo had managed to get himself out of the city to join Red Team.
This... wasn't the kind of fighting he was used to. This was glorified hunting. The creatures they were after looked like giant boars with wicked looking tusks.
Luckily he was quite nimble. And armed with a dagger in each hand, he was more than a match for them.
Duo Maxwell | OTA
Duo had been warned about missions, but was rather surprised when people seemed to have been panicked by the appearance of one. Apparently it was a strange occurrence? Being new, Duo didn't have experience to go on. At least, on the Voidtrecker.
Missions though? Those he knew.
He entered the dressing room without his trademark grin, a calm, serious expression on his face as he went immediately to clothes that were as muted as he could find. There were a lot of bright colours and he knew what he was supposed to do, but he'd taken a few minutes before coming to the dressing room to formulate his own mission.
Part of him wished he could grab one of the orange tunics, that would have blended in so much easier than the purple he knew he would have to wear. But he found some sand coloured pants to go under the purple and a cloak with a hood in a darker brown. If he pulled it in close it would cover the purple and that was just what he needed.
A small smile curved his lips then as he strapped a belt around his waist. He was ready.
Arrival:
Once they were dropped off, Duo checked the map and started walking.
He knew what he was meant to be doing. He was Purple Team. He was supposed to be going to a wall and protect it. That wasn't his style.
He had thought about going off with Red Team, and he figured he probably would. But before he did anything like that, he wanted to be armed.
Duo pulled his hood up over his head, his braid was trapped against his back and protected, and he took off toward the city at a run.
Purple/Red Team (Doing his own thing):
A - The people hadn't noticed much of anything until his fellow Inmates had started rounding them up and causing chaos. And chaos was just what he needed.
He was able to slip in and out of places with relative ease. And those places were houses and guard towers. In and out like a shadow. A few guards he 'accidentally' bumped into to free them of the burden of weaponry. Years of living on the streets and pickpocketing was coming in handy and Duo was in his element.
Under his cloak he was armed. True, it was swords and daggers when he wished for a nice gun, but he was sure he could use them.
Though his aim was to get them to the others and ensure people were armed and ready for whatever happened.
-----
B - Now he was armed to the teeth, Duo had managed to get himself out of the city to join Red Team.
This... wasn't the kind of fighting he was used to. This was glorified hunting. The creatures they were after looked like giant boars with wicked looking tusks.
Luckily he was quite nimble. And armed with a dagger in each hand, he was more than a match for them.