Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150307231018/@comment-1524575-20150427154311

(Just because you are the doctor of the situation, does not mean that you are in command. While I am okay with this, as this is probably what Avgust would have done, the Vanguard has complete control over the situation, and could probably command you to let Orkrim die. While Avgust would never do that, [he valuing the life of one of this team members] it seems as if Avgust is also not doing much in the RP. I believe now that we need a posting order, considering the fact I only posted once in the last ten or so RP posts. It doesn't need to be much of a posting order, and not too demanding, but I would like to feel as if I am playing a part.)

Avgust remained standing, holding onto one of the rails which provided support for the Guardians inside the tram. Despite this, it nearly threw him off his feet, the grinding of the studs on his ice boots and the metal floor helped dull the spikes of the studs, creating a display of sparks. Clipping his the 'Thing Which I Hold' on the metal-cased bag of his, he walked up to the driver's station and placed his hand on the head rest of Arxus'. Looking past the smeared blood on the driver front window, he watched as the train quickly ran along the tracks it had laid out for itself making sure anything wasn't blocking their passage. After a few minutes, he pulled himself away from the driver's room as he then headed back into the general area of the tram.

Looking towards the rest of the group inside the tram, the Titan rummaged through a crate of supplies--trying to find himself a map as his Ghost soon accompanied him in the process. Touching the metal crate, the arc energy of Avgust's aggressive grip jolted through the metal frame, as he tore the top of the crate away. This was the forth time that the enemy nearly got the drop on them under his command, something he couldn't allow himself to do. Controlling his thoughts, the Titan lowered the arc energy crackling through his fingers as he then looked up towards Sauron, checking back on the metal frame which the Warlock was rested on. «Nyet,» he said, "He should be fine, Titan."