Mission 36 - [Video]
[So far, so good. That in Nash's book means no over-sized reptiles trying to chew on his head. Ugly, over-sized rats? No problem! Mutant bunnies? Not as troubling as those axe-bearing ones back home.
Where is the Harmonian now, then? He's been making his way from district to district as he can, trying to pick off what he can of Nautilus' latest threat. This currently finds him inside an old building within the Western District. The red sky silhouettes him as he steps past the threshold, looking around with a slight frown.]
....I could have sworn...
[He looks down at his communicator, opening his mouth as though to say something else, but at that moment the door slams shut behind him.]
-huh??
[Nash spins around, knife slipping into his free hand from his sleeve. There doesn't seem to be anything there, however. Still, he doesn't seem quite convinced of that, and rightfully so. The Harmonian gasps, turning sharply with his knife blade leading, but all at once the video goes off kilter, catching a brief glimpse of the blond he slashes out at something before it blacks out- not necessarily switched off as sounds can still be heard, but the communicator must have landed face down.]
Where is the Harmonian now, then? He's been making his way from district to district as he can, trying to pick off what he can of Nautilus' latest threat. This currently finds him inside an old building within the Western District. The red sky silhouettes him as he steps past the threshold, looking around with a slight frown.]
....I could have sworn...
[He looks down at his communicator, opening his mouth as though to say something else, but at that moment the door slams shut behind him.]
-huh??
[Nash spins around, knife slipping into his free hand from his sleeve. There doesn't seem to be anything there, however. Still, he doesn't seem quite convinced of that, and rightfully so. The Harmonian gasps, turning sharply with his knife blade leading, but all at once the video goes off kilter, catching a brief glimpse of the blond he slashes out at something before it blacks out- not necessarily switched off as sounds can still be heard, but the communicator must have landed face down.]