Equipment: Full-size van, Generic Holdout, FMJ .25 ACP Ammunition (16), Combat Knife, Athletic Shoes, Reinforced Clothing
Despite receiving directions, an open field isn't the easiest landmark to navigate to. He takes his van as far as he can along the dirt roads to meet his Whip for the rendezvous, and walks the remaining distance to where Alessandra stands. Konrad wears his heavy leather jacket with a gray sweater beneath and running shoes on his feet that were starting to show signs of wear. A concealed sheathed knife hangs on his belt while his gun is holstered at his hip. An extra clip of ammo sits in his pocket.
The sight of Alessandra provokes a flare of anger in him, a rival predator that would challenge his dominance. But having become accustomed to her presence it takes only a momentary lapse in his stride. Still, the Beast is ever present during their encounters. And all sorts of 'accidents' can happen on a firing range.
He notices her attire. She looks distinctly cold, though he knows the cold doesn't affect their kind as much. "Fifty degrees out, I hear. Quite the heat wave we're having," he remarks with a chuckle. "Nice work with the targets. I've been meaning to get some practice in," he adds, tapping at this hip holster.