["Well, I'm standing just down the street staring at the carnage you guys left through my visor....or I assume it was you. 6 guys dead around a fire barrel, some chick in a suit outside the front door. That you guys? Because if not, I'm not gonna feel bad about shooting anyone who jumps at me out here. Might want to inform them I'm coming if you can."], Mark messaged back via audio link from his Geist.
The human male was carrying a Sickle 6mm bulpup assault rifle, which was currently trained towards the mysterious woman as he slowly and quietly crept along the walls of each building he passed. On his right his sat a S6-P2 Wraith 10mm internally suppressed pistol, and a custom plasma katana on his left hip. Above the pistol was a collection of hand grenades that were also S6 in make, 2 frag, 2 plasma, and 2 HE which together had a bit of heft. All of that, and the ammo in appropriate pouches/pockets adorned the black star army type 31 field uniform in full battle kit, a last gift from captain Hoshi before his buyout of his military contract. Completing the kit was a field pack with essentials, a Cross Long Combat Knife strapped to the side as backup.
With a starter fund from his brothers, and following the directions that Sacre had left him, Mark Oaklen had made his way out here. Mention of the Kaiyo brought a bit of sadness which he buried. The slightly enhanced human continued his approach as he relayed again, ["By the by, you gave some very shitty directions. I'm surprised i'm not later."]