[color=Gold]"Keep going, move!"[/color] Jericho's voice echoed down the hall towards Duncan and the others, followed shortly by several short bursts of gunfire as Adam Phillips ran around the corner, a ball of fur attached to his back.

[color=Brown]"Don't shoot, don't shoot! I'm a friendly!"[/color] When he was safely in the armory, he breathed a sigh of relief, even as the gun fire from the direction he'd come from continued. Jericho's back soon appeared, the SMG in his hand flashing from the muzzle. He could also be heard slinging names towards his attackers, who sounded like they were taking it and throwing it back.

[color=Gold]"-in one end and out the other, you daft, sorry piece of chocobo shite!"[/color] This was answered by an increase in gunfire that had the young SEED diving for cover in a heartbeat, looking up at the spear pointing at his nose. [color=Gold]"Easy now, I'm on your side! I'd rather not get speared after happily avoiding getting shot today."[/color] When the spear finally moved away, he stood up and got behind the lines, gathering his gear after dumping the SMG and knives and joining the spear and sword wielding girl past Duncan. [color=Gold]"So, we got a plan for getting the hell out of dodge yet, Duncan?"[/color]