Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170504012353/@comment-25828117-20170508000331

The hot black smoke bellowed from the side, obviously he had done some dammage, but he wasn't done yet.

Will pulled his pistol from his holster and cocked hammer back pin back.

Let's get to work.

The former secret agent ran forward to the nose, even as he felt it harder to keep straight until he started sliding. He had been correct in remember a little platform there on which he landed with a clunk. The metal great walkway led to a bulkhead door of sorts. Which he opened carefully, letting himself sneak in.



Once inside it was a lot less windy. But the chaos he had wrought was apparent. Brotherhood airmen and women were too focused on extinguishing the flames of the jet.

"I'm inside now. It's huge. Like a hangar of sorts."