Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160815191629/@comment-26446054-20160821001313

After a shaky ride in a crate, hiding from sight, Jonas found himself stowed away among ammunition and weaponry. He wasn't going to try looking for anything, besides, it'd look better for anyone that would catch him if he hadn't evidently stole. Not that he had qualms about theft. Gain was better than morality.

He didn't dare move from his cover of some stacks, merely awaiting the sound of crates being moved. He could figure something out then.