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Air support high tailing it to the moisture farm. We will do what we can until the rest arrive.
Marshall Ricks
I'd say scouting on foot is our only option, Commander, unless of course you plan on sitting on your thumbs and waiting for the next bug attack.
If y'all planing to go to the mines, I doubt your mechs would be much good to ya - all those narrow tunnels, ya see. But what do I know. I spend my days nabbing drug runners and breaking up bar fights. Y'all the experts.
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Hi Marshal,
Quick question.
How many people have been lost due to bug attacks and how frequent have they been. This might give some idea to their numbers. Is there much wildlife in those mountains?
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Carver here.
Just going through the updates.
Pick one mine at a time, start on the left.
Place the mechs and tank as close as they can get and up high. Create a retreat spot for your troops should they need it. A bug ambush.
Make sure they don't hesitate high-tailing it out of there.
Every so often my fighter will do a pass of the other mine and check for activity.
Good hunting.
Carver out.
RE-ENTRY
Anya awoke drearily from bleak nothingness only to find herself surrounded by the artificial lights and textures of the VR tavern.
She was hit by a powerful Déjà Vu.
A reoccurring sensation, fuzzy but looping over and over again in her mind. Nothing before this point and very little after.
Dazed she looked around the near empty room trying to regain her bearings. She couldn't remember why she had come here or even how, but she knew this place, it was familiar. Suddenly a sharp shooting pain erupted with in her torso. Shuddering in discomfort she keeled over in shock. Anya looked down to see the fabric of her pink top glisten with the dark sheen of blood as it soaked up the spilling vital fluid of an open injury.
'Shit' she curses to herself, her fingers staining with the same red as she inspected the open wound beneath the cloth. It was deep and hollow, she almost fainted as finger disappeared into it her chest. 'NOPE!' It was too much for her to handle or even contemplate. It didn't make sense. Something was wrong.
There was blood but not enough for her to bleed out and die. Something was't right and she didn't know what. So she ignored it.
Pulling her jacket over and zipping it up tight she hides her injury and more clothing and in her best efforts casually strolls to the bar and takes a much needed seat.
She seemed nonchalant, confident, assured and normal but none of this could be further from the truth. She was terrified, confused, unsure and panicking.
She needed to find help and fast. Until then she would drink to settle her nerves.
Romus who had just swept the floor looked at the latest entrant with displeasure.'Why were his boots even wet?' he thought to himself. He caught the man eyeing his form. This only further irritated the centaur who said nothing of it. Doing his best to avoid raising the attention of the new occupant Romus turned his focus elsewhere. Hopeful eyes swung back to the entertainer, his cautious mind stayed aware of the demon and his lips spoke back to Liz as she made her way to the bar.
"I resent that I hope you know! Expecting me to store your horse just because I'm centaur...
But yes I saw a barn around the side earlier, I'll go take care of it."
With a sigh he looked up as he carefully trotted around the furniture and out the taverns doors. He was happy to be out on the open with a cool breeze running across his skin. Things were getting a bit cramped in there and he could feel the tension and anxiety creeping on.
"I resent that I hope you know! Expecting me to store your horse just because I'm centaur...
But yes I saw a barn around the side earlier, I'll go take care of it."
With a sigh he looked up as he carefully trotted around the furniture and out the taverns doors. He was happy to be out on the open with a cool breeze running across his skin. Things were getting a bit cramped in there and he could feel the tension and anxiety creeping on.
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Carver here.
I suggest a slow sweep with a steady formation and a close watch of your flank. Keep my birds scouting when they can. This is their territory and I'm sure they have got the home side advantage.
Carver out.
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'Outside' can be different for each character so nothing is set.
It's common to be surrounded by by some green grass and then a forest.
You can mention its bizarreness as much as you like.
Since the others in there right now all came from the same place they probably won't believe you though.
On most occasions when you leave you go back to where you came from.
'Outside' can be different for each character so nothing is set.
It's common to be surrounded by by some green grass and then a forest.
You can mention its bizarreness as much as you like.
Since the others in there right now all came from the same place they probably won't believe you though.
On most occasions when you leave you go back to where you came from.
So how's the money gonna work in this?
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