Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190505235456/@comment-5543592-20190520154433

"Taking a break, I guess." Tanner said, struggling how to phrase it without sounding super lame. He realized that he didn't put himself in the best light by disappearing to have drinks with the mutant dog assassin.

Shrike's bones were reinforced with titanium, so Paul's strike did very little, only causing Shrike to lean into it to avoid being put off balance. She grabbed his hand with her own, pinning it to her side, and pulling him off balance, directly into a low-lying side-kick that hammered into his knee.

The enitre structure quivered up here with each step, where the metal was least stable due to being so far above the rest of the supports.

He circled the top of the missile, winding closer to the warhead and it's panel. Finally, he reached it. He could see where the missile ended and the warhead began, a joint in the painted steel. The warhead was about eight feet in height, the same in diameter, and it ended in a point. The panel was square, warped slightly to wrap around the warhead's curvature, and held in place by four rusted bolts, one at each corner.

He'd have to pry it off, and then see what was beneath.