[ Oz's face contorts in a grimace, and he trudges dutifully ahead of Gilbert, eyes downcast, face smudged with dirt. With luck, Break heard them yelling at each other. If not, they'd have to play act some more.
But. Oz is impressed. Who knew Gil had it in him?
With a sniff, he waits for Gil to shove him again before he shuffles his way past the guard, flicking a glance up and down the soldier in question and grateful that they're more interested in getting a look at him rather then the imperfect fit of Gil's clothing. Stage 1: infiltrate the camp, complete. Now, if only they could just make it to Stage 3: get out of the camp alive and hide. It'll be Gilbert's greatest success! ]
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But. Oz is impressed. Who knew Gil had it in him?
With a sniff, he waits for Gil to shove him again before he shuffles his way past the guard, flicking a glance up and down the soldier in question and grateful that they're more interested in getting a look at him rather then the imperfect fit of Gil's clothing. Stage 1: infiltrate the camp, complete. Now, if only they could just make it to Stage 3: get out of the camp alive and hide. It'll be Gilbert's greatest success! ]