Beast Master: standard (rank 1)
It would be a sleepless night, owing to the fact that she had to keep an eye out, though she chose a very defensible place. Just in case. Nevertheless, Lilith would breath a sigh of relief as she saw the light come up, and selecting a bit of jerky for herself to chew, she would stretch and walk over to an impromptu perch, removing a makeshift falconers hood off of her only real companion since this all began. And smiling, she would begin to preen the hawk with her fingers as she crooned.
"Good morning Precious. Did you sleep well? I know I did."
"Precious", a red-tailed hawk was long since used to his mistresses habits and wearily allowed himself to be coddled before she held out the jerky and he began to tear at it.
Around his neck, a special experimental camera would be in place, and though the charge for it was running low, Lilith would continue to use it sparingly. Only hoping that she would be able to get to a workable outlet somewhere before it went dead.
And allowing the hawk to move to her armored pad, she walked toward the hole in the wall and spoke.
"Get on with you now, you know the drill."
He did indeed and would take off into the air, circling the area in wide swoops as the camera began to record visual....Allowing Lilith with her current wrist-computer to know what was happening. Her eyes narrowed as he hissed.
Piercing Weapon: superior (rank 2)
- Ranged Attack
- Long Ranged Attack
Like the legendary female sniper Lyudmila Pavlichenko of WWII fame, Lilith also favored the Mosin. Mainly due to the fact that it was a familiar weapon in her hands, as well as the fact that she felt some kinship whenever she used it to histories greatest female sniper as well.
Superstition perhaps, but all soldiers have their little idiosyncrasies. In this case, it seemed to serve her well as she peered through the scope and saw the threat. Only five...She could always avoid them, but she'd rather they don't alert any other zombie in the area and attaching the silencer to her rifle, she calculated....Then fired thrice.
Its all Math when you get down to it....
Marksman: superior (rank 2)
Two zombies would fall from one bullet. Fired at the precise moment that all snipers waited for.Lilith on the other hand was far to impatient for such. She didn't just wait. She calculated. The same would occur to the other two, followed by the last one for the remaining one. She sighed and relaxed a hair.
Good thing math was always a favorite subject of hers. And she would glance at the wrist computer before sighing and breaking camp.
Time to go on the move before anything else comes around.....