[ Sam taps his wrist panel. The small, kite shaped drone detaches from where it seamlessly melds into the slim metal pack on his back and hovers in the air above his shoulder as he takes a seat with Alina. ]
To an extent. He's not specifically designed for wilderness tracking in conditions like this, so don't expect any miracles here. But he can get some visuals and do some basic tracking, so he should be able to give us at least some pointers and starting points. Aint't that right, buddy?
[ The last comment directed at Redwing, as if the small metal thing were a pet or in any way, shape or form able to respond. A moment later, at some input on Sam's wrist panel, the drone shoots off into the heavy rain. The acid hisses slightly on contact, and Sam knows that it's likely he's sacrificing most of the red, silver and blue paintjob on the drone to help Alina out here, but that's fine. Paint is a small sacrifice. ]
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To an extent. He's not specifically designed for wilderness tracking in conditions like this, so don't expect any miracles here. But he can get some visuals and do some basic tracking, so he should be able to give us at least some pointers and starting points. Aint't that right, buddy?
[ The last comment directed at Redwing, as if the small metal thing were a pet or in any way, shape or form able to respond. A moment later, at some input on Sam's wrist panel, the drone shoots off into the heavy rain. The acid hisses slightly on contact, and Sam knows that it's likely he's sacrificing most of the red, silver and blue paintjob on the drone to help Alina out here, but that's fine. Paint is a small sacrifice. ]
You wanna see what he's seeing?