[U] Hiro's Squad

[Burter]

PCs: Celipa


"Right," the General said, "Tell Garlic we'll break camp and move at once." Hiro then turned to the men near him. "Stop setting camp up and break it again. We have some more travelling to do."

[Celipa]

"Hey, you! Soldier!"

Celipa was frying some eggs she had found, on a skillet. What better way to start out a new day? She turned her head to the man calling her...what could he possibly want?

It was just another random face, someone she had seen marching with them earlier, but no one she could pin a name to. He stood a few feet away from her and her fire, and saluted in an official manner. Celipa did not return the salute.

"We're breaking camp, Miss," he said, his tone a stone wall of military training and built up discipline. "Please pack up, we're going to be marching."

Celipa sighed, and waved him away. Her eggs had almost been finished, too. But with luck, she'd have time to eat later. She put the skillet to the side, and rose to her feet. She could feel her left foot tingling in her soft white boots...it had fallen asleep. That was gonna be a bitch to walk on.

"Fuck walking," she sighed, as she shook her foot in some hopes of waking it.

This trip had been one big drag from the start. She slung a nearby pack (that had been sitting by the fire) over her shoulder. It was her pack, full of whatever she was to need in her ventures during this war.

No other soldier knew what was inside of it. No other soldier even knew what class of soldier Celipa was, or anything about her at all. As the rest began to march, she took her place at the end of the line, walking a few feet behind.

She didn't belong with the others. Her mission in this war kept her segregated from her own army, but not by a concious decision made by them; it was by one made by her. It was best not to make friends in this kind of event. At least, not just yet.

[Celipa]

Your services may be needed.

That was all that the note Celipa clutched in her hand had said, yet it was enough. Enough to have her standing in front of Hiro, requesting permission to leave the squadron.

"Sir, I'm needed elsewhere, for my 'services'. I believe you know what they are," she whispered to the general, striding next to the Alrian in large, quick steps.

Hirolanian never made eye contact with her. He simply nodded, and with that Celipa bolted away from the bulk of her squad at a quick sprint. While running, she flung open the cover to her napsack, and pulled out a jet black jumpsuit.

The change from Celipa to Secret-Agent Celipa took only a few seconds, as the saiyan woman pulled the uniform over her slender form, even over her saiyan armor. The armor would provide better padding under there, anyway.

Now, sprinting through the Dante's Abyss battlefield, was a figure donning complete black. Her suit was hi-tech, containing bladders distributed throughout, each containing pure, cooled, H20. A straw emerged from the neck of the suit when she needed it, for drinking purposes.

Her boots were padded softly, so she ran swiftly and quietly. Her hands were covered by thick padded gloves, which made it easy to not leave fingerprints, as well as easier to operate weaponry quietly.

She was garbed for stealth. She was garbed for efficiency.

"Got a job to do," murmured Celipa to herself, as she ran. She pulled out a small pistol from a 'utility belt' that was strapped around her waist, and she held it in her hand. Just in case.

And to top it all off, she pulled a pair of goggles down over her eyes. Three 'eyes' jutted off from the goggles, each glowing a luminescent green.

Celipa was on her way to General Garlic.

All of a sudden, she halted. Before she slung her backpack over her shoulder once more, she had one more thing she needed to pull out.

~*~

A lone box made it's way along the battlefield, with no company. Two feet were visible beneath, but only if one was lying flat on their stomach. Otherwise, it would appear that the cardboard box was walking.

The perfect tool for stealth.

OOC: Celipa's in Splinter Cell gear! With Solid Snake's box! Beat that, bitch.

Also, leaving Hirolanian's squad.