[Yukio's set himself up on the roof of the apartment building. From there he can see most of the city (the parts he needs to see, anyway) and keep an eye on his fellow residents as best he can. A small pile of boxes has been built up carefully to one side, out of the way but still within easy reach. On the ground beside him are spare clips for his sidearm, several other different types of ammunition, and many, many guns of varying sizes.
At the moment he's kneeling at the edge of the roof with a rifle at his shoulder, peering through the scope at the battlefield below. Every now and again he takes a few careful shots, each time taking out a knee or a foot, forcing approaching forces to split their man power in order to care for their wounded.]
anytime throughout the week
At the moment he's kneeling at the edge of the roof with a rifle at his shoulder, peering through the scope at the battlefield below. Every now and again he takes a few careful shots, each time taking out a knee or a foot, forcing approaching forces to split their man power in order to care for their wounded.]