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[sub][center][color=gray]H A M M E R   O F   T H E   A R M Y[/color] -[]- [color=lightgreen]Rogart Hendrickson[/color] -[]- J U N E   6[/center][/sub][hr]

[indent][color=#6A5B7E]"Rogart! Get down!"[/color]

Wordlessly, the big man complied, and he felt Oliva's graceful jump off of his back. Rogart straightened and watched as she soared through the air like a falcon, sliced down a tentacle and vanished behind it. The great beast roared and curled up, and in seconds it grew a hardened shell. Tentacles flailed about around it, and then it started to grow fungus...things that skittered and wove towards them.

With hammer in hand, Rogart charged forward and swung at the first of the fungus things. Just as Monika's warning reached his ears, it splattered against the hammer head and a cloud of spores engulfed him. He coughed and staggered away, as a lance of fire shot from behind them and gouged a hole through its head. It roared, spasmed, then fell to the ground, silent and very much dead. The Guardian in question showed himself a moment later, being helped up by Olivia. She walked around, making sure they were all alright. He smiled in return to her pat on his back. She was just like Eric, returning the concern for her teammates.

The rest of the incident passed by in a blur. They were loaded up onto another transport and summarily sent away to an MOV, where they were given a briefing in an hour.

Rogart gratefully accepted the offer of fresh clothes and a shower, lugging his huge hammer on his back as he headed below decks.[/indent]


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[sub][center][color=gray]N E X U S   R E A C T O R[/color] -[]- [color=lightblue]Eric Wormwood[/color] -[]- J U N E   6 [/center][/sub][hr]

[indent]Eric responded with a thumbs up over his back as he walked. One hand rested on the hilt of his rapier as the orbs of light, fire and electricity bounced and floated around him. They were playing with each other, of course, as one of the orbs seemingly chased after the other two in their orbit around his torso.

His dress shoes clacked and clanged on the metal catwalk the instant he set foot on it, prompting him to stop and walk quietly. He knew how to make almost zero noise in his usually noisy shoes, a perk he'd picked up on late nights in Oakridge, studying into the wee hours of the morning long after everyone else had went to bed.

As they walked, he noted the strange...feeling he had. Two of the others, Ollie and Serenity, had noticed the same thing. That feeling of not being alone in the dark, dank depths.

But, they had a mission. With Ruinga providing light, Eric strode forward, eyes constantly darting around their surroundings. If anything moved again, he'd notice. And if he didn't, the others sure would.[/indent]

[hider=TL;DR]Rogart smiles to Olivia, is transported to the MOV and heads for a shower.

Eric silently notes his teammates' discomfort, notes his own discomfort with the silence as well, but moves onward into the darkness of the Reactor.[/hider]