[b][center]South-West Block - Nathaniel[/center][/b]

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Nathaniel had only a scant moment to revel in victory. That voice, the sweet, angelic voice, spoke to him again, urging him to hurry. She said his destiny was slipping away, and that would not be tolerated. He put his rifle away and rushed around the side of the APC, heading for the door and ignoring his allies and the new threats entirely. He started yelling as he hurried, hoping the man inside could hear. "Annie! Get your ass out here, we have to go now!"

When Nathaniel reached the door he would rip the damned thing open and drag the biologist out if need be. As luck would have it, door-ripping duties were already being handled. Nathaniel kept on heading for it nonetheless. His new goal was the get the man out of the vehicle and then get him out of the fog at all costs, and he'd knock the son of a bitch out cold and carry him if necessary, or tag him with a parasite and force him to get running if things were dire. With his destiny at stake, any risk at all was worth it in his mind.