[b][color=00aeef]Freyja Svensdotter Matter Dei Hospital, Msida[/color][/b] Freyja settled further into the room when Kat greeted her, it appeared she joined mid conversation over missing body parts, she had noticed such things in the brief time she had around them, but she would not be one to ask on such personal matters. She couldn’t help but smirk about joining the club though. [color=00aeef]“I have hidden a few things yes, but missing body parts no, guess your club is still exclusive to the two of you."[/color] She did snort at Kat’s terrible pun though. [color=00aeef]“Do you take cheques?”[/color] Looking over at Fuka, she nodded again. [color=00aeef]“Thank you, there is still plenty more to do though”[/color] She paused moment, after things still went to shit. [color=00aeef]“My only hope is they make full use of those supplies, we all good do with a bit good news.”[/color] Freyja just looked surprised at Fuka for a moment to process what she just said. But a smile crept onto her features. [color=00aeef]“Dam Major, feels like you really want me in your exclusive club. I’ll tell you what, I’ll take it under advisement.”[/color] She joked. [center]-*-*-*-[/center] The firefight continued, as quick Freyja pointed out new targets to Fuka and the fellow pilot put them down with efficiency, the respite was short as more enemies joined the fray. [i]‘Just how many are there’[/i] she thought to herself, did someone like pay off most the base or something? Soon team was forced to take cover. [color=00aeef]“Got it”[/color] The swede would shout as she was ordered to provide covering fire, and that she will, when the figures reappeared she fired away at them to keep them from target her allies. Chevy in a moment of brilliance turned the fight into their favour, sure the enemy had the high ground but they were now blinded by the light. And gave them the advantage they needed, Valk move to another cover to get a better aim only to see Fuka down one guy instantly, the last guy she shot at seemed to go down in a hail of bullets, she took a moment to ensure the area was clear before realising Myk was down, unstrapping her weapon from herself Valk ran over to give what assistance she could. [center]-*-*-*-[/center] As ordered and probably needed, Freyja was sat on an edge of a table in silence, it had been a long and tiring day, and with the adrenaline wearing off, she was able to find time to take stock properly of the day’s events, there was a lot to process and she listened to what was being said while she was drinking from a bottle of water that was given to her by a member of the base’s staff. Her weapon resting beside her on the said table. She kept calm even if looking fatigued, but inside she was fuming, she lost a pilot under her command. Multiple planes sabotaged, her CO, Kat and Myk hospitalised, despite the former already being released and all these insiders. The enemy was organised and dangerous. She kept on listening in silence, waiting for the opportunity to shower and hopefully sleep. [color=f7941d][b]Amelia Schön[/b][/color] The fighting inside was sure intense, Amelia had managed to get over to the guy she shot in the leg and kick the gun away from him before he could grab and then knocked him out with the butt of her gun. Satisfied she continued on in a sweep and clear style, using whatever cover she could while going through corridors and rooms a like. Her fun demeanour was gone for now, especially in much closer quarters where one mistake could snuff her life out in a moment’s notice. During her travels the German picked up a pistol, mainly because the daft cow forgets to bring her own side arm and tucked it in her clothing. Resistance was slowly fading away, maybe a few hold up stragglers, she was taking a moment to reload her MP7A1 when she was suddenly rushed by an enemy before she could finish the reload and having her clip scoot across the floor, luckily she reacted in time to side step the assailant and quickly pull out the pistol she acquired and placed two to the chest of the individual. Before she could fully get her bearings another guy came at her, she tried raising the pistol to shoot but was not quick enough, using the element of surprise from his ally distracting her. Soon enough there was a struggle for the gun, she thought hard but the guy was over powered, even slammed her into a wall before they both fell to the floor, managing to get a top of her, the man tried to strangle her while she scrambled for the pistol. Moments later in a struggle a shot ran out from the pistol, blood splattered on the side of her face and neck, his body going limp on her, there was a moment of shock before she realised she had not been shoot herself. A sigh of relief before looking at her precarious position. [color=f7941d]“Well, this is embarrassing”[/color] with a bit of effort, she managed to push the body of herself and get back up. Collecting herself and finishing of the reload of her weapon. [color=f7941d]“CLEAR”[/color] she shouted. She hoped to god no one saw that. [center]-*-*-*-[/center] Once back at the mess hall, Amelia was being tended to by one of the local medics while listening to the debrief. She had a bottle of water also, but would’ve prefer something far stronger right now. She did get a bit frustrated with the medic fussing over her, it probably didn’t help she was partially covered in blood. [color=f7941d]“I’m fine, it’s not my blood”[/color] She said quietly as to not interrupt the debrief. She looked like a character out of a resident evil game with the blood stain and the way she was dressed. After a little bit of clean up they moved on, satisfied that no blood had got into her mouth. Normally she would have something quirky to say to brighten the mood, but this time she didn’t especially after the team having a man down from the fight. There was a time and place for that, once the meeting concluded she would secure her weapons and clean herself up before getting some shut eye. [@Rhona W] [@Smike]