Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160208023602/@comment-25828117-20160212142106

Brody checked his laser pistol. The weapon he had used ever since he started his service. Somehow he was more able with a pistol than a rifle, which could get in the way.

It seemed fine. Fusion cells aplenty too. At least he was able to defend himself against anything that might be tossed his way.

He thought about Cheryl for a second. He missed her, but if he died in space at least there was zero percent chance he'd have to look at her IF his cover was ever blown.

After that, he holstered the weapon, combed his hair back and went to the hangar; where he would meet his new team.