Talk:Living Armor/@comment-26380985-20170613190308/@comment-30700719-20170613214655

I leap at him, purposely slamming into a doorway. I feigned unconsciousness while he continued to beat down my squad. When my guys wise upped and ran, I jumped into the air, bringing my knife down at the dude's unprotected neck. Suddenly, his shield rose up and deflected it, and the guy looked up. "Oh, one last man? You know what, I'm not going to defeat you." He shrugged and stood at ease. Following his example, I sheathed my knife and shook hands with him. "And why not? I just attempted to take your life, using trickery to lower your guard. What possible advantage could you have?" He smirks and points down a hallway. "THAT's my advantage." A group of floating suits of armor come clanging down the hallway. A feminine voice in the direction of the mercenary shouts, "Go get him, girls!" Realisation slowly ticks over, and I turn and dash towards the window. "I honestly gotta stop doing these kind of things." I smash through the window, landing in a tree branch. Making my way to the ground, I hastily leave the premises. "I'm a pilot, not an anarchist, for Pete's sake!