[center][color=f26522][h3]ANDY[/h3][/color][hr][@Wade Wilson][/center]
I have to say, the teams were pretty damn good. And that’s not just because S’tann was on the other team (although, mostly… yeah). They were evenly spread, taking into account every person’s strengths and weaknesses. It should’ve made for an interested A.R.C. sesh. But yeah, I was mostly looking forward to seeing what S’tann would do, what with me and Nora being pyros. Oh, and punching that Balboa guy in the face.  I really wanted to punch that Balboa guy in the face.

The simulation had begun, and Aiden, Aiden Roth, took charge pretty quick. I have to say, his plan wasn’t all that bad. I gave him a nod to let him know I was on board before Rick piped up, saying something about the cold negating his speed, saying that he needed heat. He asked Freddie to make it warm, but I already knew what his answer would be. The cold was our biggest advantage, and Freddie knew it.

But that didn’t stop me from thinking, [i]“Please don’t, please don’t, please don’t, please don’t, please don’t.”[/i]

…

He did.

"The cold is our biggest advantage, Rick. We need to hold them off as long as we can. I don't think turning the field into a beach resort is going to keep them at bay. Andy, is there anything you can do to keep Rick warm whilst leaving our defences in tact?"

Fuckin’ logic. I hate it. 

Rick, seeing the sense in that, turned to me. "So, you sure you can do this without roasting my ass off?"

“Nup,” I said, because honestly, I wasn’t. “But you know what they say. First time’s a good time, and all that.”[sup]*[/sup] I paused, thinking on it a bit. “I could try to raise my body temp, get the radiating heat to about thirty degrees Celsius. That should be warm enough for you to run, right? Only thing I’m not sure of is the radius. You’ll need to try and stay as close as you can.”  


[sup]*I don’t think anyone says that.[/sup]