Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170421200511/@comment-30014014-20170422192800

Armored is a very generous word. Rather, it looks like he worn his suit to the absolute limits of its protection. Any more and the thing could very well collapse. Regardless, With metal and mithril quietly grinding in each other, Oscar Mike turns around and spots Shira.

He lifts one of his arm in the air "Long time no--"

The gauntlet breaks and falls off his arm, revealing a layer of tiny chainmail serving as the link between the man inside and his outer plates. He takes a good look at his exposed chainmailed arm "Really? Did he mangle me that badly?"