| Wright said:
Lt. Tear |
Dylan Sommers
He didn't want everyone to see him just sit miserably on the ground, crying and moping about some hallucination. He hated being perceived as a weakling; he had enough of that back in the city. As Dylan heard the drilling words from the Lieutenant to proceed, he lied on his back, took a deep breath and kipped up to his feet, showing off his remarkable agility and balance by landing perfectly. He grabbed his Beretta, checked the magazine and pulled back the slide to make sure he had enough bullets and that nothing jammed the gun. He did the same with the AutoMag. He grabbed his P90 from his back and checked its peculiar magazine. He left the Stunt Rods for last, grasping them off the holster and holding them tightly. Electricity crackled from the other end of the rods as the suit's blue stripes were slowly turning to violet to red, and more electricity came out of the rods. Dylan couldn't help but smile at the sight of the badassery of his powers and his suit. "I'm ready." He whispered while ending the small fireworks display and holstering his rods, with the suit stripes turning blue simultaneously. He then rose his view to the rest of the team.
"Come ooooon, you guuuys... I wanna kill some aliens already." He jokingly said with an annoyed face.
