FourtyTwo@PlatinumSkink Well, consider the Federation, the largest entity in the known universe, a conglomerate of dozens of species. The concept that every single one of their millions of soldiers would be highly skilled is unrealistic, especially considering a job like this, where they were never meant to be assaulted in this manner, so yeah, I think Lataniva should be able to carve them up like turkeys, especially when their main focus was on trying to avenge their fallen leader, that was all well-within reason!
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@Banana@Azereiah@BKburke
"I'll give you this much Sepitan, we get out of this alive, you've definitely earned your pay" Stryker said, as he turned his attention over to the flashing on his datapad that signalled another drone had fallen. Including the one he'd retasked to Grayson's location, there were only 3 left. They were definitely living up to their reputation as glass cannons. A message came in from 772, area secured. He pushed back a command to have them fall back to the shuttles and re-secure the hangar for exfiltration.
"Energy readings are spiking again, and the system is just getting more crowded up here with every blast that strikes a moon or one of the planets!" Stryker noted, both to present company and into the comms channel "Bomb squad, status update?"
@Turbowraith@mackielars@Rultaos
"Arriving at reactor floor now" SAL replied as he stepped out of the freight elevator. He led the way down the short hallway and into a fairly tall, round room, some consoles lined the wall, and sections of the floor were thick glass, presumably to allow technicians to visually locate issues with the reactor before sending a drone into the lead-lined chamber below. It was strangely unguarded
"Curious" SAL noted aloud before engaging his optic scanners and doing a wide sweep of the room.
He turned to Benny and began to offer his gathered intel to the explosives expert.
"The reactor is in the room directly below us. This would appear to be an observation deck of sorts. My scans indicate that a rupture to this room's integrity would be enough to allow the reactor to backfire upwards through the station, as per our objective. A cluster of explosives set at the center point, as well as on the ceiling directly above would cause the main structural damage. A second pair of charges set 9 feet off-center at 45 degrees to the main blast point would damage the main ventilation shafts, and a final charge 7 feet from center at 70 degrees, above the largest glass panel, would allow for a secondary point of access for the energy backfire. Do you agree?
@Tickout@Xandrya@PlatinumSkink
"Alright then" Grayson said, lowering his rifle to waist-level "This station's gonna go kaboom soon, we've got a team down below setting charges on the reactor core as we speak. Between them, the squadron of drones currently engaged in combat on the other end of this floor, and a psychopathic arsonist wandering around here somewhere, I'd say chances are you all might be the last Feds standing, and the odds of all of you makin' it out alive are slim, would ya agree?"
The voices started scratching at the inside of his head, nagging at him.
'Keep your guard up!'
'No relax, everything's fine!'
'Give the order, kill them all now!'
'Dive on Amy to keep her safe!'
'Talk, use your words.'
One voice jumped out head and shoulders above the rest.
'Keep it cool Danny, you're a professional at this, twist their arms just right'
“That’s fair,” Commander Xeltos finally said after a brief pause, then turned around to address his small group of men.
“Keep an eye on them, and use deadly force if you must.” The commander stared at his men for a moment to reassure that his order was also to be carried out against Amy if it was necessary. She wasn’t under his command anymore, and therefore she was considered the enemy, regardless of the fact that she was blood. But that’s the way it was for him, duty over family.
“Now, let’s attempt to reach a compromise…”
Commander Xeltos slowly walked towards Grayson with his weapon down by his side, and then the both of them walked away from the rest of the group to talk in private
Grayson followed along with the Commander, holding his rifle loosely near his hip. Just out of earshot from the others, Grayson decided to break the ice.
"So here's the facts mate, ball's in your court as it were. We need intel, whatever the fuck reason you all have for bein' out this far, we wanna know why. We were on the way up to your command center at the time to try and find some of that out actually, so how 'bout it?"
“Hmm, yes...of course. Unfortunately, I am under very strict orders that prevent me from disclosing any information which pertain to our mission. You know how it goes, we’re on a ‘need to know’ basis and unfortunately, you don’t fall within that bubble.” The commander stopped, and then turned to face Grayson. “I’m just pointing out the obvious here, but we’re clearly outnumbered. Due to such disadvantage, we will refrain from attacking you if you and the rest of your crew agree to leave this station at once. If not, I cannot guarantee the safety of any of you, including Amy.”
There was a small hint of emotion on Commander Xelto’s otherwise expressionless face when he mentioned his daughter’s name. Despite his words, he wasn’t too sure whether he himself believed them.
"Ok fine, we'll leave then, there is one problem though. Now, I'm no expert, but leakin' reactor cores are bad yeah? You get that one little puncture and it becomes a time bomb, only a matter of time now before it melts down, our bombs are just there to hasten it. And based on the craft ye got down in your hanger, none of yas are escapin' the blast. Now you seem like a reasonable chap, you know, you're only gettin' out of here on our ship, And the only way on our ship is if you give us a little information. Time's ticking on this offer, and to be perfectly honest, if ya don't mind my sayin' that the only reason you're gettin' the offer is because I fancy Amy a bit"
It was the first true thing he'd told Xeltos, he thought she was quite attractive and had enjoyed their brief time chatting back on the ship. She had an aura about her that he hadn't encountered in a woman in several years. Grayson had been coming to this slow realization since they'd been ordered to come find her. That he was geniunely concerned for her safety was the first real sign of it.
Commander Xeltos couldn’t help but smirk, although there was an obvious streak of sadness in his eyes. “That’s the problem with you humans…you let your emotions override any stretch of common sense.”
With rather unpredictable quickness, the commander tightened his grip on his weapon and aimed it directly at the group. More precisely, the laser dot fell on the small space in between Amy’s eyes. He had crazy-good aim, that which was made better by his enhanced vision.
“Since it is apparent that my daughter is a weakness of yours, I’ll have to ask you yet again to consider my offer. I’m not giving up information, and you’re not inflicting further damage upon this station. Have I made myself clear enough now?”
"Yeah" Grayson said "Perfectly clear. Heh, it's funny really, I'm nowhere close to being in charge. Leadership never suit me, and I never had a desire for power anyway, but here I am, an assassin who's worked alone his entire life, arguing for the lives of teammates I never wanted. What do they call that again? Ahh, the word is right on the tip of my tongue, its uhhh"
He brought his left hand up into view, snapped his fingers repeatedly, while subtly letting his rifle slide out of his other hand, it slipped lazily on its sling, its weight dragged down by the artificial gravity until the barrel scraped along the pristine white floor. His free hand grasped at his holstered pistol.
"Oh yeah, I remember the word. It's ironic. Just like it's ironic that I'm apologizing about a kill. Sorry about this"
With lightning-quick reflexes, Grayson's left hand struck out, grabbing the commander's wrist and pulled it away from his dead-aim on Amy. At the same time, he brought his pistol up and jabbed it under Xeltos' chin.
I'm sorry Amy. His finger tightened on the trigger, and squeezed.
BANG
The bullet exploded out the top of Xeltos' head. Immediately, the troopers spun to face them, guns raised. Acting quick, Grayson spun Xeltos' falling corpse between himself and the troopers, who in their knee-jerk reaction to retaliate, had left their backs entirely exposed. Maverick fell behind Xeltos, the alien's lifeless eyes stared back at him as he realized that, in his instinctual drop for cover, he hadn't paid much mind to his rifle, which was now trapped under his leg. Grayson had no choice but to inch a hand up to his helmet to reestablish comms.
"Lataniva, little help?!"
A burst of automatic fire boomed over the sound of the trooper's laser rifles, echoing off the walls of the tight hallway. Stryker's drone had finally arrived, and upon flagging enemy IFFs, opened fire into the crowd, tagging 2 of the troopers. 6 on 5 was closer to a fair fight at least. With a jolt of sudden realization, Grayson scrambled for the comms again.
"Maxi, shield Amy! The drone might see her as a hostile!"
"I'll give you this much Sepitan, we get out of this alive, you've definitely earned your pay" Stryker said, as he turned his attention over to the flashing on his datapad that signalled another drone had fallen. Including the one he'd retasked to Grayson's location, there were only 3 left. They were definitely living up to their reputation as glass cannons. A message came in from 772, area secured. He pushed back a command to have them fall back to the shuttles and re-secure the hangar for exfiltration.
"Energy readings are spiking again, and the system is just getting more crowded up here with every blast that strikes a moon or one of the planets!" Stryker noted, both to present company and into the comms channel "Bomb squad, status update?"
@Turbowraith@mackielars@Rultaos
"Arriving at reactor floor now" SAL replied as he stepped out of the freight elevator. He led the way down the short hallway and into a fairly tall, round room, some consoles lined the wall, and sections of the floor were thick glass, presumably to allow technicians to visually locate issues with the reactor before sending a drone into the lead-lined chamber below. It was strangely unguarded
"Curious" SAL noted aloud before engaging his optic scanners and doing a wide sweep of the room.
He turned to Benny and began to offer his gathered intel to the explosives expert.
"The reactor is in the room directly below us. This would appear to be an observation deck of sorts. My scans indicate that a rupture to this room's integrity would be enough to allow the reactor to backfire upwards through the station, as per our objective. A cluster of explosives set at the center point, as well as on the ceiling directly above would cause the main structural damage. A second pair of charges set 9 feet off-center at 45 degrees to the main blast point would damage the main ventilation shafts, and a final charge 7 feet from center at 70 degrees, above the largest glass panel, would allow for a secondary point of access for the energy backfire. Do you agree?
@Tickout@Xandrya@PlatinumSkink
"Alright then" Grayson said, lowering his rifle to waist-level "This station's gonna go kaboom soon, we've got a team down below setting charges on the reactor core as we speak. Between them, the squadron of drones currently engaged in combat on the other end of this floor, and a psychopathic arsonist wandering around here somewhere, I'd say chances are you all might be the last Feds standing, and the odds of all of you makin' it out alive are slim, would ya agree?"
The voices started scratching at the inside of his head, nagging at him.
'Keep your guard up!'
'No relax, everything's fine!'
'Give the order, kill them all now!'
'Dive on Amy to keep her safe!'
'Talk, use your words.'
One voice jumped out head and shoulders above the rest.
'Keep it cool Danny, you're a professional at this, twist their arms just right'
“That’s fair,” Commander Xeltos finally said after a brief pause, then turned around to address his small group of men.
“Keep an eye on them, and use deadly force if you must.” The commander stared at his men for a moment to reassure that his order was also to be carried out against Amy if it was necessary. She wasn’t under his command anymore, and therefore she was considered the enemy, regardless of the fact that she was blood. But that’s the way it was for him, duty over family.
“Now, let’s attempt to reach a compromise…”
Commander Xeltos slowly walked towards Grayson with his weapon down by his side, and then the both of them walked away from the rest of the group to talk in private
Grayson followed along with the Commander, holding his rifle loosely near his hip. Just out of earshot from the others, Grayson decided to break the ice.
"So here's the facts mate, ball's in your court as it were. We need intel, whatever the fuck reason you all have for bein' out this far, we wanna know why. We were on the way up to your command center at the time to try and find some of that out actually, so how 'bout it?"
“Hmm, yes...of course. Unfortunately, I am under very strict orders that prevent me from disclosing any information which pertain to our mission. You know how it goes, we’re on a ‘need to know’ basis and unfortunately, you don’t fall within that bubble.” The commander stopped, and then turned to face Grayson. “I’m just pointing out the obvious here, but we’re clearly outnumbered. Due to such disadvantage, we will refrain from attacking you if you and the rest of your crew agree to leave this station at once. If not, I cannot guarantee the safety of any of you, including Amy.”
There was a small hint of emotion on Commander Xelto’s otherwise expressionless face when he mentioned his daughter’s name. Despite his words, he wasn’t too sure whether he himself believed them.
"Ok fine, we'll leave then, there is one problem though. Now, I'm no expert, but leakin' reactor cores are bad yeah? You get that one little puncture and it becomes a time bomb, only a matter of time now before it melts down, our bombs are just there to hasten it. And based on the craft ye got down in your hanger, none of yas are escapin' the blast. Now you seem like a reasonable chap, you know, you're only gettin' out of here on our ship, And the only way on our ship is if you give us a little information. Time's ticking on this offer, and to be perfectly honest, if ya don't mind my sayin' that the only reason you're gettin' the offer is because I fancy Amy a bit"
It was the first true thing he'd told Xeltos, he thought she was quite attractive and had enjoyed their brief time chatting back on the ship. She had an aura about her that he hadn't encountered in a woman in several years. Grayson had been coming to this slow realization since they'd been ordered to come find her. That he was geniunely concerned for her safety was the first real sign of it.
Commander Xeltos couldn’t help but smirk, although there was an obvious streak of sadness in his eyes. “That’s the problem with you humans…you let your emotions override any stretch of common sense.”
With rather unpredictable quickness, the commander tightened his grip on his weapon and aimed it directly at the group. More precisely, the laser dot fell on the small space in between Amy’s eyes. He had crazy-good aim, that which was made better by his enhanced vision.
“Since it is apparent that my daughter is a weakness of yours, I’ll have to ask you yet again to consider my offer. I’m not giving up information, and you’re not inflicting further damage upon this station. Have I made myself clear enough now?”
"Yeah" Grayson said "Perfectly clear. Heh, it's funny really, I'm nowhere close to being in charge. Leadership never suit me, and I never had a desire for power anyway, but here I am, an assassin who's worked alone his entire life, arguing for the lives of teammates I never wanted. What do they call that again? Ahh, the word is right on the tip of my tongue, its uhhh"
He brought his left hand up into view, snapped his fingers repeatedly, while subtly letting his rifle slide out of his other hand, it slipped lazily on its sling, its weight dragged down by the artificial gravity until the barrel scraped along the pristine white floor. His free hand grasped at his holstered pistol.
"Oh yeah, I remember the word. It's ironic. Just like it's ironic that I'm apologizing about a kill. Sorry about this"
With lightning-quick reflexes, Grayson's left hand struck out, grabbing the commander's wrist and pulled it away from his dead-aim on Amy. At the same time, he brought his pistol up and jabbed it under Xeltos' chin.
I'm sorry Amy. His finger tightened on the trigger, and squeezed.
BANG
The bullet exploded out the top of Xeltos' head. Immediately, the troopers spun to face them, guns raised. Acting quick, Grayson spun Xeltos' falling corpse between himself and the troopers, who in their knee-jerk reaction to retaliate, had left their backs entirely exposed. Maverick fell behind Xeltos, the alien's lifeless eyes stared back at him as he realized that, in his instinctual drop for cover, he hadn't paid much mind to his rifle, which was now trapped under his leg. Grayson had no choice but to inch a hand up to his helmet to reestablish comms.
"Lataniva, little help?!"
A burst of automatic fire boomed over the sound of the trooper's laser rifles, echoing off the walls of the tight hallway. Stryker's drone had finally arrived, and upon flagging enemy IFFs, opened fire into the crowd, tagging 2 of the troopers. 6 on 5 was closer to a fair fight at least. With a jolt of sudden realization, Grayson scrambled for the comms again.
"Maxi, shield Amy! The drone might see her as a hostile!"
@Rultaos Your call, I can whip up a quick post of the bomb squad arriving at the reactor and do some layout-establishing if you want.
@PlatinumSkink Ok hold tight, Xandrya and I are doing a quick collab to hasten the negotiation process, I'm hoping that we can piggyback off that post into the finale for this mission
@PlatinumSkink Quick question- Anything in Lataniva's powerset that she could use to cause some kind of temporary amnesia, or short-term memory loss?
@PlatinumSkink@Xandrya@Tickout
Grayson had lowered his gun slightly when the shout rang out to cease fire. He blinked in shock as Amy embraced the alien that had stepped forward, called him 'dad'. He barely had time to process this info before the alien slapped Amy and knocked her over, his gun shot back up to a ready stance, aimed dead-center between the alien commander's eyes. Even with the few they had downed, the troopers still outnumbered them 9 to 4, including the commander, and all of the troopers had responded to Grayson's threat quickly by bringing their guns around, ready to fire if ordered.
'Real powder-keg here' Grayson thought, not letting up on his aim 'Gotta stop gettin' meself into these situations'
Lataniva spoke, reminding Amy of their orders, and posing the option of taking the commander prisoner if need be.
"Way I'm seein' it, there's two ways this goes" Grayson addressed the commander "Either I pull this trigger, and blow your brains over this hallway, your boys fire back and probably kill us, unless my psionic friend and our backup gets there first. Or, and this is the more preferable option to me at least, given that I get to live, you back off, order your men to stand down and we discuss a compromise like civilized people. You're not gonna order them to fire, not when there's a chance your daughter gets caught in the crossfire. And I understand that, if you'll allow me to say, it'd be an awful waste of such beauty and skill. So that leaves us here at the crossroads don't it? Amy, it's your call, what path are we goin' down?"
Grayson had lowered his gun slightly when the shout rang out to cease fire. He blinked in shock as Amy embraced the alien that had stepped forward, called him 'dad'. He barely had time to process this info before the alien slapped Amy and knocked her over, his gun shot back up to a ready stance, aimed dead-center between the alien commander's eyes. Even with the few they had downed, the troopers still outnumbered them 9 to 4, including the commander, and all of the troopers had responded to Grayson's threat quickly by bringing their guns around, ready to fire if ordered.
'Real powder-keg here' Grayson thought, not letting up on his aim 'Gotta stop gettin' meself into these situations'
Lataniva spoke, reminding Amy of their orders, and posing the option of taking the commander prisoner if need be.
"Way I'm seein' it, there's two ways this goes" Grayson addressed the commander "Either I pull this trigger, and blow your brains over this hallway, your boys fire back and probably kill us, unless my psionic friend and our backup gets there first. Or, and this is the more preferable option to me at least, given that I get to live, you back off, order your men to stand down and we discuss a compromise like civilized people. You're not gonna order them to fire, not when there's a chance your daughter gets caught in the crossfire. And I understand that, if you'll allow me to say, it'd be an awful waste of such beauty and skill. So that leaves us here at the crossroads don't it? Amy, it's your call, what path are we goin' down?"
@Xandrya@Tickout@PlatinumSkink
"Ah, don't worry about that" Grayson said "Can't have ya wanderin' off again though, especially in this state. Drones won't be able to ID ye as a friendly and it'd be worse still if the Feddies got ahold of ya. So listen, we haven't much time, team's been split into two units, we're headin' to try and snatch whatever intel the Feds have gathered up, the others are gone down below to set charges, this whole place is going boom soon, can't afford to split the team anymore to have anyone help you back, so just stick close, we'll protect ya. Are you injured? Maxi could take a look at it if you are...... Here"
Grayson knelt to fetch Amy's laser pistol from the floor and pressed it into her hand "Just try not to blast any of us in the back ok?" He cast a glance back down at the heap of armor "Your gear's pretty mangled, but we can probably salvage it, just give me a minute"
He raised Stryker on the comms "Got a moment mate?"
"Not exactly, but if you make it quick... What is it?"
"Can you spare a drone? We found Amy, but her armor's taken some structural damage, fairly easy to repair given some time, just with our time limit, it's not like we can break off from the objective and drag it back to the shuttle. Arex still MIA"
"Give me a second... ok I've locked it in, I'll retask a drone to head over there and grab it, damn things are dropping like flies, we've only got 4 left"
"Ok, we'll move on then" He nodded to the squad and slowly began to push forward. He froze up as he heard the steady clank of bootfalls coming behind them.
"Hostiles spotted, Form a line, protect the Commander! Blast them!" A voice cried out, distorted from being filtered through the universal translator. Lasers filled the hallway, and the team had no cover.
"Amy, get down!" Grayson shouted as he threw himself in front of her and began to return fire.
"Ah, don't worry about that" Grayson said "Can't have ya wanderin' off again though, especially in this state. Drones won't be able to ID ye as a friendly and it'd be worse still if the Feddies got ahold of ya. So listen, we haven't much time, team's been split into two units, we're headin' to try and snatch whatever intel the Feds have gathered up, the others are gone down below to set charges, this whole place is going boom soon, can't afford to split the team anymore to have anyone help you back, so just stick close, we'll protect ya. Are you injured? Maxi could take a look at it if you are...... Here"
Grayson knelt to fetch Amy's laser pistol from the floor and pressed it into her hand "Just try not to blast any of us in the back ok?" He cast a glance back down at the heap of armor "Your gear's pretty mangled, but we can probably salvage it, just give me a minute"
He raised Stryker on the comms "Got a moment mate?"
"Not exactly, but if you make it quick... What is it?"
"Can you spare a drone? We found Amy, but her armor's taken some structural damage, fairly easy to repair given some time, just with our time limit, it's not like we can break off from the objective and drag it back to the shuttle. Arex still MIA"
"Give me a second... ok I've locked it in, I'll retask a drone to head over there and grab it, damn things are dropping like flies, we've only got 4 left"
"Ok, we'll move on then" He nodded to the squad and slowly began to push forward. He froze up as he heard the steady clank of bootfalls coming behind them.
"Hostiles spotted, Form a line, protect the Commander! Blast them!" A voice cried out, distorted from being filtered through the universal translator. Lasers filled the hallway, and the team had no cover.
"Amy, get down!" Grayson shouted as he threw himself in front of her and began to return fire.
@Xandrya Sorry for that delay! Been going around like a chicken with its head cut off tryin' to catch up to everything I missed over the weekend, we're all good now though! No more delays!
@Banana@Azereiah
"Ok this is it, readings are hitting their peak, first burst coming.... NOW!"
Stryker barely got the sentence out before the energy blast rocketed out from the exposed reactor core port, a wild rainbow of blue and purple light containing untapped destructive power. It arced out at awkward angles, uncontrollable as wildfire. Truth be told, the crew on board the Revenant were in the hands of lady luck now. An array of bolts shot off the main beam and collided with the floating hunk that used to be the Planet Cracker, blowing wide holes through the shaft and narrowly missing the ship's hull.
"Fuck!" Stryker shouted, the main cannon was too slow, it's laser too dense, to effectively counter the storm of energy. The side cannons were a marginally better option, he reminded the gun crew to keep their trigger fingers ready, to attempt to nullify incoming energy blasts.
"Ok, hiding won't work. If the beams blasted through the surface of the PC shaft, they'll blow craters into anything they touch. Tibulus, take us up to a 60% burn, just fast enough to stay ahead of any trailing beams and slow enough to dodge any sudden obstacle. Take her in wide arcs around the system, honestly, there's not much else we can do until the team plants those bombs and we can get the fuck out of here"
@Turbowraith@mackielars@Rultaos
SAL led the way down a set of stairs to the lower level of the station's main structure, shotgun at the ready. He had plotted a rebuke to Benny's offhand comment about using him as a shield, but in the interest of saving time, he let it go.
"My scan of the station's basic structure indicates a cargo elevator down to the lowest level should be located on the opposite end of this floor" He looked down at Joe "Is that correct?"
Matija... Sandra.... the Mecorian spoke of a broken translator, though perhaps it was sarcasm. He'd gotten used to Grayson's brand of sarcasm across the years, but due to a lack of data and social inputs with these new teammates, he was unable to measure the cadence of her voice.
"I believe Mr. Quincy means to say that when we arrive at the reactor level, we will have to locate the best location for the bombs to cause maximum damage effect. Then we will have make haste with our escape. And if any of us fall behind, he will not consider helping us. Though with his dialect, it does sound much more poetic. I concur with his plan, between our combined technical knowledge and your manueverability, I am confident the captain chose the team correctly, let's move"
@Tickout@BKburke@Xandrya@PlatinumSkink
Grayson led the way, letting the radar guide him through the halls. The group rounded a corner to witness a dozen or so Fed troopers running in the opposite direction, towards the gunfire of, presumably, the remaining drones. To his right, Saul looked uneasy, his fingers flexing on the trigger of his flamethrower.
"Fine ya bloody pyro, go get 'em" Grayson said with a dismissive wave. The hulking man strode off at a moderate pace, seeming eager to kill again. Grayson watched him wander off then carried on towards the lingering radar signature.
"Ok gang, the ping is leading me right around this next turn" Grayson said, taking point, he walked forward, gun at the ready. He peeked around the corner and breathed a sigh of relief. Amy was alive, standing tensely with a hand on the wall, her armor sprawled out on the floor a few feet away. He walked towards her.
"Amy, ya alright there lass? What happened?"
"Ok this is it, readings are hitting their peak, first burst coming.... NOW!"
Stryker barely got the sentence out before the energy blast rocketed out from the exposed reactor core port, a wild rainbow of blue and purple light containing untapped destructive power. It arced out at awkward angles, uncontrollable as wildfire. Truth be told, the crew on board the Revenant were in the hands of lady luck now. An array of bolts shot off the main beam and collided with the floating hunk that used to be the Planet Cracker, blowing wide holes through the shaft and narrowly missing the ship's hull.
"Fuck!" Stryker shouted, the main cannon was too slow, it's laser too dense, to effectively counter the storm of energy. The side cannons were a marginally better option, he reminded the gun crew to keep their trigger fingers ready, to attempt to nullify incoming energy blasts.
"Ok, hiding won't work. If the beams blasted through the surface of the PC shaft, they'll blow craters into anything they touch. Tibulus, take us up to a 60% burn, just fast enough to stay ahead of any trailing beams and slow enough to dodge any sudden obstacle. Take her in wide arcs around the system, honestly, there's not much else we can do until the team plants those bombs and we can get the fuck out of here"
@Turbowraith@mackielars@Rultaos
SAL led the way down a set of stairs to the lower level of the station's main structure, shotgun at the ready. He had plotted a rebuke to Benny's offhand comment about using him as a shield, but in the interest of saving time, he let it go.
"My scan of the station's basic structure indicates a cargo elevator down to the lowest level should be located on the opposite end of this floor" He looked down at Joe "Is that correct?"
Matija... Sandra.... the Mecorian spoke of a broken translator, though perhaps it was sarcasm. He'd gotten used to Grayson's brand of sarcasm across the years, but due to a lack of data and social inputs with these new teammates, he was unable to measure the cadence of her voice.
"I believe Mr. Quincy means to say that when we arrive at the reactor level, we will have to locate the best location for the bombs to cause maximum damage effect. Then we will have make haste with our escape. And if any of us fall behind, he will not consider helping us. Though with his dialect, it does sound much more poetic. I concur with his plan, between our combined technical knowledge and your manueverability, I am confident the captain chose the team correctly, let's move"
@Tickout@BKburke@Xandrya@PlatinumSkink
Grayson led the way, letting the radar guide him through the halls. The group rounded a corner to witness a dozen or so Fed troopers running in the opposite direction, towards the gunfire of, presumably, the remaining drones. To his right, Saul looked uneasy, his fingers flexing on the trigger of his flamethrower.
"Fine ya bloody pyro, go get 'em" Grayson said with a dismissive wave. The hulking man strode off at a moderate pace, seeming eager to kill again. Grayson watched him wander off then carried on towards the lingering radar signature.
"Ok gang, the ping is leading me right around this next turn" Grayson said, taking point, he walked forward, gun at the ready. He peeked around the corner and breathed a sigh of relief. Amy was alive, standing tensely with a hand on the wall, her armor sprawled out on the floor a few feet away. He walked towards her.
"Amy, ya alright there lass? What happened?"
@Xandrya Yeah, I've had similar weekends, they're pretty bad all around, glad you're feelin' better though!
Wow that's pretty incredible, theres even a chance I may know the person you know, NL's a pretty small place after all, and Florida's a popular vacation spot for us, especially during the winter. Hell I was tempted to jump on the next plane out this past weekend, and not come home til Easter xD
Wow that's pretty incredible, theres even a chance I may know the person you know, NL's a pretty small place after all, and Florida's a popular vacation spot for us, especially during the winter. Hell I was tempted to jump on the next plane out this past weekend, and not come home til Easter xD
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