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The Conflict

Sorry that took so long I couldn't decide on how I wanted to go through with this post. HAd to just sit and do something or I'd have sat on that for another few days.

The Conflict

Huff....huff...huff..huff...

Slowly reality returned. And he felt it. The feel of cooling blood, a cooling body under him. He'd lost his head again he realized. He looked down at the mangled form of what used to be a woman under him. He'd instinctual braced the woman under him with a knee. With a shift a pull and a twist his tomahawk came free with a wet around.

He took stock carefully the team is alive. The skinnies dead or dying. They could call that a success. It's only after he sees the others begin looting that he begins to rifle his kills pockets. Chewing gum a condom, a medal of some kind. He riches down and grabs the woman's weapon from across her back. He gives a whistle. "I'm glad we didn't try and make this a firefight and we caught them by surprise." He lifted an Ithaca 37 up, he palmed back the slide seeing a round loaded and a thumb at the chamber slide showed rounds in the barrel. A quick look again through pockets and a few loose shells are gathered, "Anyone want something secondary? I dont have enough stamina to carry this thing too." Its a find alright. He keeps a hold of it for now but the offer is open.

They moved on Hayden staying in a second position for now pistol unstowed held to his side, and finally out, and the compound wall ahead of them. Hayden looked around and along. He knew where this was going. "Alright get my happy ass up there I'll boost you all up and over. Then we gotta do this clean. If we're good about this we won't have to worry about those outside the compound. He braced and then took a few running steps put his foot in Sean's waiting hands and with Sean's help he's airborne briefly. A hand reaching up and catching the walls top ledge. He scrambles abit getting purchase and somehow not kicking Sean in the head. Soon though he's up peering around then bracing and reaching down, "Next?"

It's about 10 minutes maybe 12 to get everyone up and over. And then Hayden drops beside the others. His voice pitched down, "Alright. Let's kill us a psycho batch." He lead the way unshipping his Bren making ready for combat. Luck would have it they could side flank the court yard that Melanie had them in before. No sign of the Corp report that had lead them in. But there stands the savage bitch herself. Growling out orders as she watched a old CRT television showing the carnage outside. She waved that rebar spear of hers around like a baton.

Hayden looked around then nudged Beth pointing up on the far side of the courtyard above Mel, a sentry with a AK, "Pop that one at the start." He hisses then motions military sign on display, "Spread out multiple angles. We open when Beth here drops that watcher. Pick your targets then we all rock and roll on Melanie. I'll provide mass fire to distract them." He looked at them, "Sorry I just feel that the best way to do this...and suggestions?"

The Frontier ( An anthro space western roleplay)

Darien Ziplon

Darien sat at one of the tables back to the mess hall doors because he had a modicum of trust on the ship. You can trust your shipmates, just as you trust your squad mates and company unit. If you can't trust the people you work with...well you're in the wrong unit. He noshed away at the food and listened to the banter. Pleasant news around. Anxi landed a way into Dock supplies by the sound if it, good on her. And a diagnostic panel had been found. And discussions were going on about if it could be installed.

The bobcat scoops up the last dregs on his plate and is just sopping up the last bits with a piece of bread when his comunit beeps and shakes. The older fellow riches for it, stopping brief to wipe his hands, then grabbing the com unit up and thumbing it on. His eyes narrowed pupils slitting. "Whit th' hell? this is a auld contact." The bobcat read the message."Na wey, cannae be. This haes gotta be some kind o' peely-wally joke." He looked over at the captain "Sur let's nae celebrate yit, cause a dinnae ken if this is true or nae, bit someone fae back in mah alphabet days says thay hae a surplus auto doc unit that thay kin secure fur me. Thay wantae catch up wi` ower in th' heich hive district. Something lik' that cuid be a gift 'n' mair. "

The old bobcat looked at Evren "If hee haw else ought tae gang ower 'n' titch base. If tis anither corpsman micht be able tae hampden roar some supplies if th' auto doc thing is a deid leid." He gave the young captain a smile, "Sound a'richt tae ye laddie?"

The bobcat is already rising to his feet to put his plate and utensils into the washer. The man is military in thr end so permission from his CO would be nice. Just trying to be polite in the end. And yes respectful too.

The Frontier ( An anthro space western roleplay)

Ahhhh okay. I thought we were still in orbit and was confused on that order sorry.

The Frontier ( An anthro space western roleplay)

@PerfectThought

Thank you I'm getting mixed messages here.

The Frontier ( An anthro space western roleplay)

Darien had just finished up the final line of the reel he had been playing about a historic and ancient train back on Terra, the train had been used in a now famous and classic young adults movie series about magic and adventure. Pre-Market collapse holos and video disks of the movies still sold for millions I'd you were lucky to find them. As he's blazing the last notes of the song and into the ending drone, his pipes humming above him, he spots thr captain head I the hall door. He gives the young man a nod as the old Scot bobcat starts to put his great pipes away. As he's doing so the young captain speaks. And the old cat quirks a brow, "Och captain ah kin sum it a' up in a few wee wurds if ye lik'. Or a list tae kin tak' a paukit bit langer. Bit a list yi'll waant a list ye wull git aye." Darien carefully put his pipes back in its protective, reinforced and shielded container and pushes it out of the way. Then turned back to the captain, "Gimme a short bit 'n' ah will follow ye back tae th' fankle wi' a list captain, bet yer fuzzy pumpin' tail ah wull. Gang oan catch up in a short paukit wee bit."

After the captain left the great kilted bobcat sat at his desk in medical and began to draw up a list of supplies. In his mind everything was right damned important. But things like bandages, painkillers, disinfectants, antisceptics and drugs came at the top of the list. Splints, break healing apparti and crush damage solving items were up high too. Space sickness drugs. A new supply of hibernation fluid wouldn't hurt the stuff they had would go rancid in a few trips and no one wanted to come out of the pod smelling like 19 day old cheese and unwashed underwear. Nausea aids might be nice too. On down to getting a crew to come in and assess the ship for medical hazards. Though technically Darien could do that assessment, why do the work, when you can get the Rook or a good team to do it for you? "If you're not cheating, you're not winning" was the motto of the corpsman Corp of Alphabet security after all.

A short time later Darien drifted into the mess hall, still wearing his great kilt tartan and travel short kilt, Macpherson colors, the same colors his family wore, still draped over him. He smiles, "Gie a guid scotsmans yin thing, th' kilt kin seem streenge, bit th' breeze o'er mah baws is sure something let me tell ye." The scottish feline gave out a proper chortle as he walked over to the you captain and handed him a data slate "That stoatin list ye asked fur sur. Itemized 'n' sorted by priority. We're richt fucked if we dinnae pick up everything oan it eventually, bit th' maist wantit is thare at th' tap. Gaun a stowed oot journey wi' oot th' tap stuff, 'n' ye kin ad weel sign oor death warrants son." The rather brutally honest medic made his way to see what kind of snot Luck had put together today.

The Conflict

Take your time

The Frontier ( An anthro space western roleplay)

FYI do have a post in the works. At work right now though can't work on it. But will get something out asaic

The Frontier ( An anthro space western roleplay)

Darien Z, Doctor

The bobcat looked at the young captain, with a sigh he spoke, "Ah jalouse, th' muckle quaistion is, dae yi'll waant a pleasant untruth, th' bare minimum truth, or th' solid truth?" He looked at thr captain then the first mate, "Ah hell 'n' bugger, th' truth is wee jimmies, wur horribly understocked. We hae th' bare minimum fur a five day trip we micht be able tae stretch that tae seven. Th' ainlie guid thing is, th' emergency help kits ur a' stocked bit main med bay is doon tae mah lest compression bandage. 'n' let's nae stairt in oan gear 'n' medicine. Ahh bugger me bit tis aff tae be ticht."

The crew would be treated to the opening moments of one of Darien's mad Scotsmans tirade. Suddenly he's just growling out what can only be called a near unintelligible string of curses and filth, interspersed with mentioning the bad breeding of various public figures and notaries. All while working up a froth and foam, pulling at his ears and headfur for a good six minutes, until just as suddenly he calms. Takes a deep breathe and looks at everyone, "Pardon me, sorry fur that. A'm gaun back tae medical fur a wee bit."

The old feline would then make his way out.

A short time later, the halls about medical and hibernation are filled with the jolly sound of the missing link between noise and sound. Or some would say. Standing just in the door to the med bay, kilt and tartan on, the doctor blows off some steam, the full stock of the med bay can wait a bit.

tunes

https://youtube.com/watch?v=YbRjfLc4_ew&

https://youtube.com/watch?v=BR-csWS1bcM&

The former Corp corpsman is as mortal as anyone really. Everyone needs to relax abit. Not saying the bobcat is stressed out or nothing. But not going to hurt anything. The strident notes of the bagpipe echo through the hibernation bay and back into medical. It's almost psychological warfare one could say.

The Prophecy of Ash (A Dark Souls RP) ~Re-Boot?~

@Dark Cloud@rocketrobie2

Actually let me reiterate. I know some of Dark Souls. Know next to nothing about DnD.

But as before still wanna try.