Utterly Mad

The corner of Kagame's eyes catch a fleeting glimpse of movement, and he turns to face the shape coming around the corner of the building, his finger twitching towards the trigger of his rifle. His grip tightens, then relaxes ever so slightly when he catches sight of the blue U.N. markings on the newcomer's helmet. Giving a nod of recognition, he takes a moment to appraise the man standing before him.

Heavy armour, big 'scary' sword, and fancy tech augments, he muses, taking mental notes of potential weakspots in the Peacekeeper's attire and pondering on how easily his Burner might poke holes through them. Looks like cop gear. Lot of good that will do him if anyone shows up armed with a real weapon. Once again, typical U.N., all flash and show. Keeping his thoughts to himself he turns back to the street, flicks his cigarette into a puddle, and resumes waiting, passing the time by thinking up different methods of killing his "ally", just in case.