Post by aelabee on Dec 19, 2010 22:03:20 GMT -5
Aela sat down in a dusty chair, polishing her FN 5-7 handheld gun. Her pride and joy. Once the barrel had been polished to its original luster, she did a satisfacory nod and looked around the hideout. She noticed a couple of the members, mostly guys, sitting around a table. She walked up to them and looked down at what they were doing. Appereantly, they were mapping out a place. Aela, unsure of what the places purpose was, asked, "What are you doing now?"