[i]"Alright. Let's head home, I'll show you around." JT tapped away at the buttons on screen, and soon, they were in a familiar place to the Marshal. --------------------------------------------------------- It wasn't long after that they pierced an interdimensional wall and slipped into the cool Cedyetican skyline, though it didn't take too long for the overwatch to locate their ship. JT flew it low and weaved throughout the familiar streets of the Tokyo Town district and cut right into the heart of Downtown. He flew the vessel to the outskirts of the city beyond the infamous Sector 8, and from there he went to the northeast. They were headed to the city of Rosskaya, although JT cut it off early once he spotted his true target - Something that looked akin to a military base. Fatherbase. The Cowboy managed to maneuver his vessel over to the landing area of the base, where he set his ship down over four of the Helipad spots. The back of the ship opened and when JT walked out, there were enough soldiers aiming their rifles at him to make anyone shit themselves. Each soldier, clad in green cargo pants and a matching tank top, as well as a jacket, had a rifle aimed at the descending cowboy, who walked slowly. He looked to the soldiers with a sense of familiarity and yet, in the face of danger, he was calm. He turned his gaze to a soldier to his left. "The stock should be against your shoulder, Bec. Look down the scope, and keep your feet apart," JT said to the female soldier, before they started to lower their guns in disbelief. [/i] [spoiler]Okay, I went over a lot of shit there. I'll explain it all soon, once JT gets to a certain part of his base. Welcome to Fatherbase, home of JT's private militia. [/spoiler]