(OOC: Sorry I'm late ...)
Logan sighed as the female mud went outside ...
Then realized she could've helped out.
Logan shrugs and equips a spoocebow and attaches a pair of tomahawks, criss-crossed, into twin scabbards on his back. Then, he coated himself in war-paint and put on a protective jacket and leggings.
As an afterthought, he brought the remainder of his equipment in a sack over his back. Just in case he met anyone who would want to help.
Logan: "Let's get down."
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Bart: "Ok, Raid ... good luck. Don't make me look bad!"
Bart hears a loud announcement about all executives-to-be going to the main office.
Raid: "Boss? That mean you?"
Bart: "I dunno! But I'd better haul ass if I wanna get there in time."
Raid nodded and flew off in search of an exit.
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