[ And if the sudden cheers turn into startled gasps as Koon shoves one of the innocent bystanders for being in his way, he's also probably a contributing factor to the endless rumour mill. ]
Shit. [ Around the same time as he rounds on the other side of the warehouse-thing. Let's say the monkey went in through one of the side windows in plain view from both ends. Koon can just barely make out Gaius' bright orange mop (similar to his own light-blue, he imagines, the perks (and downfalls) of having fair hair).
He trusts that his current comrade-in-arms can see him, and slumps his shoulder dramatically, running his fingers through the light blue. What a pain. The same hand eventually makes a series of hand motions, mostly pointing, that spells out "we'll flank it from either sides."
Then he makes a "thumbs up" on his end to make sure Gaius got it. ]
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Shit. [ Around the same time as he rounds on the other side of the warehouse-thing. Let's say the monkey went in through one of the side windows in plain view from both ends. Koon can just barely make out Gaius' bright orange mop (similar to his own light-blue, he imagines, the perks (and downfalls) of having fair hair).
He trusts that his current comrade-in-arms can see him, and slumps his shoulder dramatically, running his fingers through the light blue. What a pain. The same hand eventually makes a series of hand motions, mostly pointing, that spells out "we'll flank it from either sides."
Then he makes a "thumbs up" on his end to make sure Gaius got it. ]