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[b][color=B19666]Wordage:[/color][/b] [i]670 words (+1 points)[/i]
[b][color=B19666]Experience:[/color][/b] [i]26/30 EXP[/i]
[b][color=B19666]Location:[/color][/b] [i]Sector 5 (Seiren)[/i]
[sup][b][u][color=B19666]Interaction[/color][/u][/b][/sup]
[sup]Midna's [@DracoLunaris], Blazermate's [@Archmage MC], Sakura & Karin's [@Zoey Boey], Raz's [@TruthHurts22], Geralt's [@Multi_Media_Man] and Goldlewis's [@Lugubrious][/sup][/center]
Benedict rolled his eyes at the giggling medabot as she poked fun at needing to carry the older soldier "[color=B19666]Yes, yes save this delightful banter for later when we are not fighting the Other.[/color]" punctuating his point rhe sound of their teammates shooting wildly at the camera as well as the screech of the rails as the platform sped along the tracks.

"[color=B19666]Asparas, Bofu.[/color]" he could not contain a air of indignation as the persona giggled at its host cradled in the arms of the medabot yet she still cast the spell healing the other Seekers for a small boost to their vitality, he couldn't do much from the position he was currently in other than when Blazermate set him down to take on the ActionMaxx Camera herself, thankfully it didn't leave him much time to necessitate leaping to the next platform as both the music and seemingly their surroundings fell away.

[i]'[color=B19666]Interesting, was it all just some elaborate trick of the mind?[/color]'[/i] with but a moment to dust himself off, Benedict stared at the tripod with a strange object labeled "Seekers of Light in: Swift Platform!" but he had no time to inspect what strange object the tape was, gathering his wits and nodding at the poignant but blunt words of Goldlewis. They [i]indeed[/i] needed to get the hell out of there.

Benedict's breathing grew ragged as he ran along behind the others, legs aching and sore from their previous misadventure, even Bird of Prey could only speed him up yet it wouldn't help his exhaustion, he had little time to catch his breath to add to Goldlewis's words when they met up with some OSF soldiers "[color=B19666]Benedict Pascal,[/color]" he said, doubled over and breathing heavily in ragged breaths "[color=B19666]Recent developments have lead to necessitate investigations down here...Pardon my...Current state...[/color]" with that put of the way and everything seemingly going to plan, the Psych-OSF being none the wiser they marched double time towards the commotion ahead and what a sight it was...

Whatever monstrosity spawned this Other, it was nothing like any beast Benedict had ever encountered. It challenged his perceptions on what was fantasy and what was factual, but there was not a moment to spare to consider such trivialities in the heat of battle. Benedict drew his weapon, following the goliath of a man Goldlewis's example and leaping into the fray.

"[color=B19666]Bird of Prey![/color]" the old war vet cried, a soft flourish of light flickering as the buff took effect and he took a running leap towards the monstrosity slashing at its hind legs before he landed with a grunt. Benedict only had a moment to recover and get out of the things way, retreating towards the soldiers he got an idea he took a moment to assess the situation. They were fighting a beast of tremendous size, thus it would be slower if it were somehow disabled. One of the soldiers seemed to be using a similar magic as Asparas.

"[color=B19666]You there,[/color]" he shouted to the girl with a sort of bracelet-like device om her wrist "[color=B19666]Focus fire upon the monstrosities legs, and then have your allies focus on taking out the frozen appendage![/color]" of their ilk her two other allies wielded a hammer and sort of brawlers mit "[color=B19666]Everyone focus on its legs! Knock it down.[/color]" it had been a while since he had taken on a commanding position in the field and while he didn't know whether they'd listen he hoped they would heed his advice. As the old adage went: [i]'The bigger they are the harder they fall.'[/i] They needed to fight it from all sides, some taking out its legs while another would take its front.

No doubt it's legs were as dangerous as its arms but he would have to take the gamble of positioning at its rear, the strategist stepped lightly and swiftly as possible flourishing his blade as he passed Midna and his intrepid but a bit quippy medabot companion. He applied a Bulwark to the imp increasing her durability and defensiveness "[color=B19666]Blazermate with me.[/color]"