[u]Kiara[/u]

Kiara couldn't help but smile at Omari as he volunteered, and at Maeve's abrupt change in demeanor when Cams spoke to her,  before her smile faded and she turned to Bits. [color=598527]"Vile. You know Insanity addiction? It's the second stage of that. Strong enough to go toe to toe with a Chrono and immune to anti-alchemy in all forms. [i]We[/i] don't beat it. We annoy it long enough with our useless weapons that Julie kills it or the entire island is evacuated. You, Cams and your brother start working on that. Have this 'Dancer' start directing the survivors to the docks so we can start getting people the hell off this island. You won't find more than I already told you about Vile's in AMRO's public databases. I'd suggest you don't try to crack the firewall. One, it won't work and two Julie would find out and then kill you for it."[/color]

[color=598527]"Maeve, stop seizing up the kid and lets go with Omari. We have to gear up if we even have a chance of fighting the Vile."[/color] The Celtic woman shrugged. [color=ed1c24]"His choice."[/color] With that, the group destined to fight against the Vile followed Omari towards the sounds of screaming and rumbling. Maeve winced at the sight of Vail and went to help, only to be stopped short by Kiara's voice. It was calm, logical. [color=598527]"No. Kid,"[/color] She gestured towards AJ. [color=598527]"help Omari and Alistair. Follow us as fast as you can. There should be a chamber to heal Vail back to health quickly. We'll need her.Once you've all dropped her off arm yourselves. We need everyone to keep the Vile occupied. Maeve, come with me. We have to start getting the attention of that Vile or the island will be destroyed and we'll all be dead."[/color] Kiara turned on her heel and hurried on towards the weapon's locker, Maeve following behind, one chilling question echoing in her head. 

[color=598527][i]Am I leading them to their deaths?[/i][/color]

[u]Maeve[/u]

[color=ed1c24]"Be safe."[/color] Maeve replied to Cams, worry clear as she watched the young boy leave. Her eyes hardened as she looked at AJ, wondering if she should even let him join. He may have been an asshole, but he wasn't any older than Cams. But could she really decide his fate for him? Maeve shrugged almost gratefully when Kiara spoke up. [color=ed1c24]"His choice."[/color] She followed Omari and Kiara, shuddering at the sight of Vail. [i]How is she even still alive?[/i] Maeve wondered, going to go help Omari. After all they couldn't just leave her there, in the state she was with a Vile running around and duking it out with a Chrono. Kiara's voice stopped her. It was logical, and as much as Maeve disliked it Vail would be getting help. [color=ed1c24]"Fine."[/color] She muttered, following after the goth woman. Any guilt or trepidation she felt was washed away when they entered the weapons bunker and Kiara turned on the light. Maeve's eyes practically glowed as she beheld all the gleaming weapons. [color=ed1c24]"Can we keep them after this fight is done?[/color]" She asked, largely to herself. Kiara smiled lightly, before grabbing a sniper rifle. [color=598527]"Load up. We have to get to the Vile as soon as possible." [/color]

Maeve nodded, going over to a pair of shotguns. Placing her hands on the weapons she murmured, [color=ed1c24]"Inis dom do rúin , airm cogaidh."[/color] Immediately her mind was filled with the knowledge of how to best operate and wield the guns, plasma firing weapons, and she grinned as she picked one up. [color=ed1c24]"I like this. I love this. I'm keeping it." [/color]

Soon the Celtic woman had two shotguns across her shoulder blades, a plasma SMG across the middle of her back and several grenades attached to her belt. In her hands she held a plasma LMG, and she was grinning like a kid in a candy shop. "[color=ed1c24]Shall we start...."[/color] Maeve trailed off, eyes focusing on a locked cage, rows and rows of suits awaiting them. [color=ed1c24]"Are those what I think they are?"[/color] She whispered giddily.  A few short steps and one concentrated blast from her LMG and the door was shoved open. 

[color=ed1c24]"Prototype suits. The really expensive and really dangerous things that turn our bodies into weapons. I'm in love."[/color]