[i]Natalie took off her cloak so that Isabella could pin the item onto her chest, but rather than discarding it, she took a small switchblade from her boot and cut off a thin strip of fabric from the bottom layer. She tossed the thing to a passing Trayven soldier thoughtlessly, before she gently started dabbing away the blood on Isabella's face. [/i] ----------------------------------------------------------- [i]"I don't think we're gonna be dealing with each other much. Nat's kinda a more team-oriented fighter and I usually operate solo." JT pulled up his Tac-Pad on his right arm just then, the black screen embedded in the top of his arm fizzing to life slowly. It wasn't quick like the machines of the Dojo, hell it even had a little bit of a retro-80's theme to the interface, with deep blues and vibrant purples in neon colours making up most of the apps. It took him a second to pull it up, but soon enough he was looking down at the defences of the Trayven Camp from overhead satellites. "Now, there's something I need to discuss with 'ya." [/i] [spoiler]What's the camp defences like? [/spoiler]