Cade nods in agreement. His equipment did make him a bit noticeable. His las pistol could be concealed easily enough, as could his photon flash. His sword and long las, however, were a different matter altogether. The Long Las, being as large as it was, wasn't going to simply be stowed under a cloak. After a few moments of deliberation, Cade decided to leave the Long Las behind in the office. Someone dressed as he was, would attract enough attention, let alone someone carrying a dedicated snipers weapon and a nasty blade like that. Besides if a scrap broke out, Cade was confident in his skills with a las pistol anyways, and he could always come back here to pick it up later on, if a sniper was found to be necessary.
As Asterius added that Cade was to keep an eye on Dral, Cade merely glanced at him and shrugged. Shoving his las pistol to the inside of his combat vest, along with his photon flash, Cade placed his long las up behind the desk and then rejoined the group as they exited the office. Unlike Dral, Cade didn't have any street clothes, as he'd come here on the first available flight from his guard posting. What he had was on his back. So he'd have to make do with that. On their trip, Cade maintained a stony silence, his eyes measuring each of the group in turn. What kind of men were they. Could he count on them to hold his back? Were they worth holding theirs? His eyes flickered to Dral the most, of course, as Asterius's instructions. He determined it would be best for Asterius to handle the chitchat then. Cade had never been particularly good at talking anyways. A man of action, not words.
Edited by ColArana, 23 January 2014 - 07:34 PM.