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Antarctica did not agree with Jamie. It was cold as hell even with the afternoon sun overhead and a thick MAVERICK labeled jacket over his shoulders. Less than an hour into the mission and things were already pear shaped. The MAVERICK assault vessel that was supposed to bring in the heavy equipment was well on its way to the bottom of the bay. Jamie himself was on a landing craft just launched with  it's first load when the laser sliced through the water mere feet off the bow. With the heated bridge and cabin full of half frozen survivors they had dragged over the gunwales, he had climbed to the roof to get some breathing space. 

From there he could survey the shoreline with his binoculars as they pulled ashore. Bodies were everywhere. Between the burning husks of planes turning men into kindling, pale bodies bobbing with the wake, and poor souls that had run afoul of gravity, he struggled to find signs of life. At least the life boats that made it to shore before them had signs of life. Scanning up and down the beach, he spotted a landing site covered in bodies. This wasn't unusual in itself but what happened next was. An explosion a few yards offshore caught his attention, as did the lifeboat flying through the air and landing with a crash. His radio crackled. [i]"Cranton, did you see that? Do you see any survivors?" [/i]

[color=lavender] "Let me see." [/color] His lips pressed together as he saw a well dressed figure flip out of the boat. [color=lavender][i]"Yes Captain, we have a Nomad." [/i][/color] He pressed his lips together as he zoomed in.   He paused as The One walked up to one of the others on the beach, and lifted them up. [color=lavender][i]"Looks like we got some casualties over there too."[/i][/color] He could see the Nomad yelling at the soldier, though the reply didn't seem to please them. [color=lavender]"What are you doing boy?" [/color] Jamie muttered to himself. This guy was familiar. Top hat, bald, and angry. This matched his knowledge of The One to a T. He got his answer soon enough as The One slammed the agent's head into the ground. Jamie's grip on his binoculars tightened as he let out a growl of disgust. [color=lavender][i] "The Nomad's killing our men. Permission to engage when we land?" [/i][/color]

There was a few moments of radio silence before he got his reply. [i]"Granted. Take a few men as backup. Try to save as many as you can"[/i] Seething, Jamie had already assembled a small squad before the landing ramp dropped. It was miles down the beach to get to The One, but at least the ship had plenty of troop carriers. In minutes Jamie was barreling down the coast, eyes focused on getting his hands on his quarry ASAP. 

Even as they approached, he saw even more explosions as The One left the scene. They were already gone by the time he skidded to a stop on the shore. The area was dead quiet as he climbed out of the rear hatch of the APC, the squad on edge for more attackers. Jamie, however, could sense no other ki-sources than themselves. [color=lavender]"Damnit,"[/color] he hissed. [color=lavender][i]"No survivors over here,"[/i][/color] he radioed in. Walking around his detective nature kicked in. The number of bodies looked about right for the number or empty boats. However there was clearly a second Nomad around. Bodies laid in pieces everywhere. Limbs laid strewn about with clean cuts, riot shields and armor laid bisected with their owners, and others looked like a butcher had gotten to them. They didn't have the tell tale burns of a laser, either. [color=lavender] [i]"Captain, this is Cranton. We got another Nomad here attacking our forces. Looks like some sort of blade user. I'm going to try and pursue them and the other Nomad." [/i][/color] Jamie sighed, and headed back to the troop carrier. [color=lavender] "Alright, we got at least two Nomads running about killing us. We gotta go stop those bastards."[/color] He climbed into the commander's hatch. [color=lavender] "Let's roll out!"[/color]