[ Subject 097 ] 

Well that worked, the machine gun seemed intact in exception to the smoke coming out of it and it appeared to be completely offline. I felt like a good person there, helping those in need even though I'm putting my life at risk, what a selfless act they should be grateful for! Nonetheless I remained hidden behind the big gun so the armed guys wouldn't get all jumpy once they see my casual self just hanging around. I sighed, expecting more shooting and random power blasting, but what I actually got a very quick warning that something was happening. As this 066 guy screamed to get the heck out of there, my eyes enlarged slightly as all this got kind of creepy. I would choose to swiftly bounce back as a magnificent theater of colors and eventually visible lightning could cover the entire area and illuminate this forsaken hole. The blast of power seemed to be avoiding my area for some reason, even though I was hidden, it appears the people causing this mess were aware of my position. 

After this was all done and things fell into darkness, I rose from my hole and looked around, emergency lights were still present over my area due to the strike 'missing' my position, allowing me to see around the area of the now dead automatic gun as well as the charred corpses of soldiers nearby. The smell was awful, but the adrenaline from what just happened made me somewhat immune from the disgust I would normally be feeling. Seeing people die and corpses were common for me nowadays, with my power and tests, one could easily assume I've had to handle many angles of 'death' during my little vacation here. Being able to see, I pressed my hand against the dead turret gun and caused it to rejuvenate, fixing the machine I had previously broken by aging it a few hundred years. The computer attached to it went back online and had reset, allowing me to select its properties, notably what kind of targets to take down. It already had in its memory to ability to recognize soldiers and avoid shooting them. Control-Alt-Suppr I did to that machine, switching the targets of the gun to the soldiers and avoiding EVERYTHING else, including the prisoners. Good thing I didn't have to hack or anything, as when it reset it assumed it was the first time used, thus I had access to whatever entry code I wanted on it. What a kick ass gun that is. The remaining soldiers, terrified but still around, were shot via infrared view by the machine, their bodies exploding into pieces when they meet the gun's canon. This would also prevent reinforcements from being a nuisance as well. 

The group beyond would clearly notice the random surge of senseless gunshots shooting near the end of the area they seemed to be escaping from. I turned my attention toward the voices and footsteps coming from their direction and started to walk toward them. I kept a rather calm demeanor, not wanting to cause a bad reaction or sudden moves, I made my footsteps loud enough to be well recognized as a person walking toward them and not catch some weirdos by surprise. I also kept my hand against my holstered handgun, not out of fear but we can never be too safe with one of these experiments, claiming to be friend or not. 

"[b]I can do the slapping if you doze off during a fight. Believe me, mine work exceptionally well on slackers like you.[/b]" 

I'd say in a slightly sarcastic tone. I wanted to appear friendly but not overly welcoming either, I couldn't trust these people but I could at least help them get out of this hell. I kept my eyes fixated on most of them, as best as I could, hoping that things would go as smooth as possible. But I could hardly see the rest of them through the dark, as they would also only see a silhouette of a short person, hand where a gun would normally be put away, and a voice that sounded close to a young teenage boy's rather than a little girl's. Yeah that voice annoys me too, but I rarely got to use it since my leisurely stay in this place, so I got over it for now. 

"[b]I'm not staying in this rig much longer. So I'm only helping you good folks if you start hustling.[/b]"