[center][h2][color=#FF7800]Boraro[/color]
Fireteam Hammer, Île de la Tempête[/h2][/center][hr]
Ebrima set Skye down upon her request, although his left hand hasn’t left her shoulder until she could take five steady steps in a row. After that, he went astound the room looking for shoes at least more or less the right size and an intact plate carrier.

[quote]"Leave Oracle to me....blimey, you have a heart in there, Ebrima." Skye retorted.[/quote]
[color=#FF7800]”No heart to this.”[/color]  He shook his head, [color=#FF7800]”This technology has gone off the rails once already, and it would have done so again. I don’t do half measures, this gets put to bed for good. Oracle’s masters can cry about it.”[/color]

[quote]Adam cleaned the corner, LMG raised, stunned at the sight of what he saw, as he saw Ebrima next to Skye, one kitted as normal, the other clad in nothing but a PLA officer's coat.

"What the fuck?" His voice pierced, the LMG staying high, just in shock horror. "Boaro, this is..."[/quote]
[color=#FF7800]”Not what it looks like.”[/color] He didn’t even look up at Adam as he lifted up a dead man’s shoe to read the size, moving onto the next one upon learning the body wore only size 34.

[quote]"I fucking know what you did, Ebrima. And I hate to admit it....but it was the right thing to do. We stick to her story. Or else we all fucked. We'll figure out where this rabbit hole goes when this is finished." Adam coldly retorted in his typically Polish accented voice[/quote]
[color=#FF7800]”You figure out what you need, I only work here.”[/color] Ebrima shrugged, having finally found a helmet that didn’t have pieces of skull and brain inside of it and handing it to Skye. Bad enough they’d have to ditch all armor in favor of space suits in a bit, but he’d still prefer to minimize the amount of time a single stray round could take out his boss and potentially leave it to Adam to deal with Oracle. As much as he liked the Pole, ironing out the creases left by what happened here today sounded like an ‘ice pick’ kind of job, meanwhile Adam read more like a ‘hammer’ to Ebrima.

[quote]"No more contacts left down here. But there's another path to the control room, more of them between us and them. I'm going to need help. Boaro, you with me?"[/quote]
Ebrima didn’t even answer, simply stacking up behind Adam and tapping him on the shoulder.

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Ebrima watched Adam set the breach, swapping out the people deleter Skye had given him earlier for the shotgun. With a slug still in the chamber, he topped off the M1014’s magazine tube and ghost loaded a ninth one, both surviving tricksters detaching from his armor and creating the images of Skye 1.0 and Sam. [color=#FF7800]”Ten we can take. On your go.”[/color]

The Pole went in first, perhaps forgetting the decoys didn’t mind being shot at or more likely wanting to get real guns in the room as fast as possible. Fake Skye followed almost in step with Adam, the breached door wide enough and went straight for the center of the room, the black exo barreling down on them getting the Artemis operators’ attention as Ebrima hugged the right wall, the shotgun’s authoritative bark announcing the need for several death certificates in rapid succession - all closed caskets. Trickster two had done its job, at the unfortunate cost of its life. Silicone Heaven would welcome it with open arms, no doubt.


Between that and what Adam, Purna and Eloise did to the hostage takers, their intended victims would all definitely need therapy. It was then, checking over one of the hostages for strays that he caught the tail end of Athena’s boasting and Skye’s putdown.
[color=#FF7800]”How is it we have an entire blimp, yet the most hot air for miles is coming out of the e-girl?”[/color] He noted drily to Adam, simultaneously holding the backup transmit button on his vest. This crew was starting to rub off on him, but the area was clear and they were probably all dying horribly in space in a few hours, when else but now could a serious situation be disregarded a little bit?

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[color=#FF7800]”If we go, we may die. If we stay, we die.”[/color] He shrugged as Skye gave them the option to opt-out, [color=#FF7800]”Hardly a choice.”[/color]

He handed the railgun to Adam. [color=#FF7800]”Should still be plenty of fun left in it.”[/color] In the same vein, he dropped off his M 25 with the crew holding Laura captive, ensuring to note that it was loaded with thermobarics. Then to the pile of Artemis gear for fresh magazines and an HK 416, removing the optical sight and making sure the visible aiming laser option on the PEQ box worked, because he didn’t expect to be able to shoulder their rifles in the space suits. The Kukri stayed. Although if it got lost up there, he could imagine Purna pulling his soul from the afterlife just to kick his ass about it. Still, a significant improvement over expecting to fight about it and only one walking away from it like Ebrima thought it would turn out not even a month ago.

Turns out the sizing wouldn’t be ideal either, the top of his comms cap rubbing against the helmet whenever he turned his head and the gloves just short enough to be wearable while annoyingly pulling on his fingers.

[quote]"How are you doing Ebrima? Any questions about what we can expect?" [/quote]
[color=#FF7800]”First diving, now space.”[/color] Ebrima complained as he put the suit’s joints through the motions, figuring out how he could and couldn’t move. [color=#FF7800]”Rose is dying for putting us through this alone.”[/color]