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[h1]Evac Team[/h1]

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[h2][color 00ffbb]Lawrence[/color] | [color 33ec06]Marcus[/color] | [color crimson]Savanna[/color] | [color BD892F]Sophia[/color][/h2]

[hr][color=silver]𝕄: 𝕊𝕖𝕡𝕥. 𝟙𝟜, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟘   / /   𝕎𝕚𝕤𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕕, 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕪𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕   / /   𝕋𝕠𝕨𝕟  / /  ~𝟙𝟟𝟚𝟝[/color][hr]

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A bright red glow from the skyline caused Marcus's attention to shift from the ruined streets ahead of them. It certainly looked like the Support team was in for a fight, if that was the kind of attack that the clockwork creatures were letting off. He nearly shook it off as another attack, but a few pieces of scrap fluttering through the air caught his attention.

Cold fear washed over him as he registered the finely sliced metal as the last pieces of the Strike Team's helicopter. [i]Callan's[/i] helicopter. He groped his belt looking for the phone they'd been given, his eyes still focused on where the helicopter used to be. Before he could bring the radio up to his mouth, Angel's voice echoed the words he'd already prepared.

[color=9e0039]"Striker Team... are you there? I repeat... Callan, Sander, are you two alrig-... Ah shit![/color]"

Whatever the Support team was dealing with, it had taken Angel's attention away from the radio. There was a moment of silence, a moment that seemed to last forever in Marcus's spinning mind, punctuated by a far off scream in the distance.

The radio crackled, before a welcome voice responded. "[color a2d9ce]We're FINE! Stay focused![/color]"

Marcus let out a sigh of relief. It didn't even sound like she'd been phased by being blown out of the sky. He doubted that the decidely not-superhuman pilot was as unfazed, but he wasn't as worried about that. A thought that he should have felt more guilty about, but which went right over his head in the moment.

While the APC continued to move, Sophia's main focus remained around the area she had last seen the person, thus missing the laser beam that her power had shaded an inconspicuous shade of gray. It was the words coming from the radio that alerted her that something not so good had happened. Her stomach clenched at the abrupt ending of the message, what was going on over there and with the Striker team? What if- another message came through, and she repeated it to herself. [color=BD892f][i]Stay focused.[/i][/color] The Evacuation was probably the team that would face the least danger throughout the mission, but staying focused still seemed like a good idea, and she drew her attention back to their surroundings.

Marcus stepped out the APC behind Lawrence, listening intently to the frantic woman. One guy trapped in the store with one of those wierd clockwork monsters. Not exactly the sort of thing that they were equipped to deal with, but one injured monster shouldn't pose a huge threat to a group of four mages.

He followed Lawrence into the store, nervously checking his gun again as they entered, the soft crunching of glass underfoot. The building was dark, to be expected from a ruined town like this, and the flashlight from his phone gave the shadows an eerie look. A loud thumping from the back, punctuated by a metallic growl that made Marcus's hair stand on end attested to the lady's story.

Though she didn't step out of the APC just yet, Sophia listened to the woman while looking out of the door. She couldn't see her face, but it was still evident from the tone of voice how upset the woman was. The mood was catching, and Sophia found herself getting increasingly uneasy and frightened. Weren't they supposed avoid confrontation with the creatures? That would mean going in the opposite direction. But now a person in danger had entered the picture, and that changed the situation too much. This wasn't how things were supposed to go.

She followed her teammates closely as they approached the store, not wanting to lag behind even by a few steps. But when they reached the door she could go no further, one hand keeping the door open as she stood there staring transfixed with wide eyes at the clockwork only she could see. She couldn't bring herself to go any further in the store, not when it meant going closer to that dangerous thing. They needed to deal with [i]that[/i]?

[color=f7976a]"Wait,"[/color] Lawrence said, before they got too far. Pivoting to face Sophia, he quickly took note of expression on her face, keeping his voice low as he spoke, [color=f7976a]"You don't have to come inside. Just tell us what you see and stay here. We need a look out."[/color] 

[color=f7976a]"What about [i]me?[/i]"[/color] Savannah persisted from the open door of the of APC, [color=f7976a]"I want to help, too!"[/color]

[color=f7976a]"Stay, Savannah. And quiet down,[/color]" he replied, [color=f7976a]"Help Sophia keep an eye out while we're inside."[/color] 

Turning his attention back to Sophia, he continued, [color=f7976a]"How many are there? Just the one?[/color]"

It made her a coward, but she was relieved Lawrence didn't think she needed to go inside. Nodding to answer his question, she didn't bother to look at him. When taking a metal clockwork with sharp teeth ramming against a door to escape and comparing it to Lawrence, the clockwork won the prize for most attention grabbing. [color=BD892F]"It has sharp teeth, it's big, and I think it's going to break out soon,"[/color] she whispered, more to herself than anyone else.

“[color 33ec06]Great…[/color]” Marcus muttered to himself. A big creature, with sharp teeth, an apparently canine-esque growl, and was about to come through the door? Sounded like their job couldn’t get much easier than that.
 
If the thing [i]was[/i] really close to battering down the door, then that meant there wasn’t any time to waste in assisting the man barring the entrance, and of the four of them present, he was at least best equipped to get out of the way or back the hell up if the thing did come through. Marcus shoved his phone back into its holder, plunging the store into a slight darkness again, before moving to assist.
 
He jogged over to the pharmacy counter, taking the long way around it rather than leaping over it cool-guy style like he wanted. He immediately pressed himself up against the splintering door, making sure to keep all extremities away from the growing crack. He huffed slightly, giving the man who was currently holding it a weak smile.
 
“[color 33ec06]Hiya; don’t worry…here to-[/color]” he was cut off here as the creature slammed the door again. “[color 33ec06]- help.[/color]” Although his tone was calm, he could feel his heart beginning to race once more, having caught a better glimpse of the creature.

Of course it would be a dog. It wasn't a real dog (a thought that didn't really do much to help his nerves), but he was at least comforted slightly by the knowlege that he could beat it to death if needed, rather than turning tail and running away with just his bare fists. He certainly wasn't [i]happy[/i] about the development, but as long as they sorted it out quickly, it wouldn't be a problem.

Upon closer inspection, the man had a decently sized bite missing from his shoulder. Teeth marks framed the missing fabric and flesh, blood pooling within the crater-like wound. [color=f7976a]"Where's Lauren?"[/color] he asked, his voice strained as the door took another heavy hit.

[color=f7976a]"Waiting outside,"[/color] Lawrence answered as he neared the counter-- choosing to remain on the other side as he quickly assessed the situation. Just then, the canine-like clockwork crashed against the door again. This time it managed to drive one clawed paw almost completely through the door as the wood splintered further.

[color=f7976a]"That door's about to give,"[/color] Lawrence said sharply, lifting his shotgun into position, but not aiming at the door just yet. [color=f7976a]"On the next hit, let it go and move out of the way! I'll try to shoot it down."[/color] It wasn't the most ideal plan. The better plan might've been not to try saving this one at all, but here they were. Options were limited-- as well as information. Sophia hadn't been very detailed in her description of the creature, but there hadn't been time to sit around and press for details. 

Marcus shuttered with the door as the creature slammed against it once more, before giving Lawrence a quick nod of agreement. It certainly wasn't the best plan, but it was all they really had in this situation. He prepped himself for the maneuver, readying to launch himself off the door and out of the path of Lawrence's shotgun on the next hit.