Sat Dec 05, 2020 6:49 pm by Karlotta Roth
On the back seat, Karlotta for once did not look outside like a child. Rather, she was feeling a lot chilly on her soldier clothes without adequate protection other than the vehicle. This would be a chilling day indeed. Clinging to herself and looking down, she tried to make the most out of her body heat.
Not that she wasn't trained how to deal with those temperatures.
"Why are we here anyway?"
Dead! — Fortunate Ones * Field Medic * Pain Resistance * Fast Learner (MedTech) * Daredevil * Heart of Vengeance (Draconis Combine) * Hero of the People * Can't Lie * Overconfident * Federated Suns Citizen *
Rank: 1.0 + Fame: 3.5 + Infamy 0.1
Languages: English, German
Carries: Sturdy Clothing, Revolver (unloaded), bullets
Carrying when going to peril: Rifle, Bayonet, SLDF Armor, Surgeon Tools, Comm kit, Plastiflesh, Deputy Medal