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Kiara and Maeve
Maeve couldn't help a sudden gasp as a mass of knowledge suddenly filled her mind. She knew exactly who was doing what and why and how they were expected to do it. She glanced briefly at Ethan, before shrugging. It was a good plan, and she didn't have anything better than 'keep attacking until either the Vile was dead, she was dead, or both'. She shotgun, giving the bald man a vicious grin. "Lead the way, oh Matador." She called as she began to move around, alternating her movements with Ethan's. Whenever he moved in from packing the earth, she would take over. Whenever he moved out, she would move in. It was perhaps a bit less aggressive than she would have liked, but if the plan was to work (and Gods above did she want the plan to work) she had to play her part. No matter how much it seemed like all she was doing was packing dirt and trying not to get brutally murdered by the Vile whenever it saw her, she had to keep doing her part.
Maeve barely dodged an attack that was a bit to close for her comfort, despite the shadow tendril yanking the attack askew, drawing a yelp from the Celtic woman as she dived for the ground and rolled. Her armor was singed. "That was too fucking close!" She glared over at Ethan as she began to move again. "You owe me a drink for this!"
Kiara merely smiled as the plan entered her mind. "I can do that." As planned she began firing her explosive rounds at Illana, keeping one eye on the Vile as she moved to another position. She really, really didn't want that thing to find out where she was hiding and start getting rid of the annoying insect that made all of it's attacks move just enough that they missed. Kiara rapidly settled into a pattern. Move, fire a few shots at Ilana, move to a new position. In between she'd make sure the Vile's attacks missed as best she was able, but there was only so much a not-even-graduated Asylum could do.
Maeve couldn't help a sudden gasp as a mass of knowledge suddenly filled her mind. She knew exactly who was doing what and why and how they were expected to do it. She glanced briefly at Ethan, before shrugging. It was a good plan, and she didn't have anything better than 'keep attacking until either the Vile was dead, she was dead, or both'. She shotgun, giving the bald man a vicious grin. "Lead the way, oh Matador." She called as she began to move around, alternating her movements with Ethan's. Whenever he moved in from packing the earth, she would take over. Whenever he moved out, she would move in. It was perhaps a bit less aggressive than she would have liked, but if the plan was to work (and Gods above did she want the plan to work) she had to play her part. No matter how much it seemed like all she was doing was packing dirt and trying not to get brutally murdered by the Vile whenever it saw her, she had to keep doing her part.
Maeve barely dodged an attack that was a bit to close for her comfort, despite the shadow tendril yanking the attack askew, drawing a yelp from the Celtic woman as she dived for the ground and rolled. Her armor was singed. "That was too fucking close!" She glared over at Ethan as she began to move again. "You owe me a drink for this!"
Kiara merely smiled as the plan entered her mind. "I can do that." As planned she began firing her explosive rounds at Illana, keeping one eye on the Vile as she moved to another position. She really, really didn't want that thing to find out where she was hiding and start getting rid of the annoying insect that made all of it's attacks move just enough that they missed. Kiara rapidly settled into a pattern. Move, fire a few shots at Ilana, move to a new position. In between she'd make sure the Vile's attacks missed as best she was able, but there was only so much a not-even-graduated Asylum could do.
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Well, I remain the tallest. Probably the best butt too.
Probably. Aramir can find out if you want! :D :D
Also, before I forget... What the fuck happened? Why were there topless elves?
Aramir's sex ring got trigged by Annabeth. Myrn wanted to help.
I would like to point out that omni-gel is a general use inorganic gel that is used in the repairs of machines and such. Medi-gel is the organic, medical version.
I don't know why I keep getting those mixed up.
I'm really sorry I fucked off for a while guys. My... My dog died, and I've just haven't been able to talk to people lately.
I'm sorry to hear that Free. It's alright, we're just happy you're back.
Voira, slumped against the wall of the shuttle as she was, winced as Raa suddenly buried her head into her shot shoulder. Still, she didn't complain, merely putting an arm around the Quarian and comforting her as best she was able. "Shh Raa, it's okay. Don't look." She murmured, ignoring how everything seemed to hurt and she couldn't breathe quite right. Raa needed her and she wasn't about to let something as simple as physical discomfort get in the way of that. She continued to murmur softly to the Quarian, up until the point where the human walked up. Voira let Raa do the talking. She was too damn tired to put enough effort required into explain all that they would need. Voira waved away the chocolate. "We don't like chocolate." She gave a weary smile as Raa rattled off all the things they would need after checking her.
As she watched the human moved away she turned to look at Raa. "And you thought you'd never be in the position where you were taking care of us. Granted, we'd have preferred it where we were sick, or something similar, rather than shot all to hell. Still, we'll take what we can get." She winked at Raa, before turning to watch the remainder of their group. The stupid Turian was recovering as best he could, given what had happened. RK was suspiciously silent. No sarcastic comments, no little quips, just silence. It made Voira wonder what the bitch of an AI was up too.
Before the Asari could muse any more, the human returned with the supplies and introduced himself. "Pleasure to meet you Donny. We're shot in the shoulder and hand, have a broken rib, a bruised lung, lacerations on our face, shrapnel in our other shoulder, and Goddess knows what else that we haven't noticed. We managed to tourniquet our shoulder and Medi-gel our hand. The rest we were to busy being shot at to fix." She gestured to the blanket wrapped around her shoulder. She smirked at the human preparing to try to patch her up. "Start where ever you please Doctor Donny. We've got nothing but time and Ryncol."
After the shuttle landed, Voira finishing her glass of Ryncol, the Asari reacted instinctively to the sight of more people pointing guns at her. She pulled her own pistol and threw a barrier on Raa once more, waiting for the bullets to fly again. When they all stood down and the Turian began talking, largely to himself, Voira spoke up from her position on the floor. "Where, exactly, are you all evacuating too?"
As she watched the human moved away she turned to look at Raa. "And you thought you'd never be in the position where you were taking care of us. Granted, we'd have preferred it where we were sick, or something similar, rather than shot all to hell. Still, we'll take what we can get." She winked at Raa, before turning to watch the remainder of their group. The stupid Turian was recovering as best he could, given what had happened. RK was suspiciously silent. No sarcastic comments, no little quips, just silence. It made Voira wonder what the bitch of an AI was up too.
Before the Asari could muse any more, the human returned with the supplies and introduced himself. "Pleasure to meet you Donny. We're shot in the shoulder and hand, have a broken rib, a bruised lung, lacerations on our face, shrapnel in our other shoulder, and Goddess knows what else that we haven't noticed. We managed to tourniquet our shoulder and Medi-gel our hand. The rest we were to busy being shot at to fix." She gestured to the blanket wrapped around her shoulder. She smirked at the human preparing to try to patch her up. "Start where ever you please Doctor Donny. We've got nothing but time and Ryncol."
After the shuttle landed, Voira finishing her glass of Ryncol, the Asari reacted instinctively to the sight of more people pointing guns at her. She pulled her own pistol and threw a barrier on Raa once more, waiting for the bullets to fly again. When they all stood down and the Turian began talking, largely to himself, Voira spoke up from her position on the floor. "Where, exactly, are you all evacuating too?"
~| Day 2, 11:30- 14:30 GST|~
~| Aboard the Kaggath, Sith training room|~
~|Sish|~
~| Aboard the Kaggath, Sith training room|~
~|Sish|~
Sish left Miasa's room, switching his lightsaber to the other hip. His stump of a shoulder still hurt, but the pain only made him stronger. This wasn't the first time he had been delimbed, though he hoped it would be the last. He knew how to compensate for his lack of an arm. Still, it never hurt to go and shake off the rust and reacquaint himself with this new weakness. So Sish went to where he was most comfortable on this damned ship. The training room. His thoughts began to roam as he practiced one armed Juyo, Djem So much more difficult with one arm. Traps and rules everywhere. The Jedi are protected by the Darth, and the other Sith are too cowardly to attack me directly. Poisons, framing, the list goes on. It'll be good for Jayda to get a taste of what the real world of Sith is like. Provided she's strong enough to survive this, she'll be even more ready when she finally manages to kill me. I wonder if anyone has cleaned up that robot armed apprentice's corpse. Sish's mind continued to run on this tangent, mindlessly going from topic to topic as he went through the motions of Juyo, quickly going back into old habits and styles of fighting to compensate for his missing arm.
Sish turned as he heard the door open, his nostrils flaring as he took in the familiar scent of his apprentice. He gave a grin towards Jayda. "Before you say anything, I'm getting a new arm. It'll be within the next few days, and no Sith is brave enough to attack me directly. Your vengeance investment is safe."
@Apokalipse She has my stamp of approval.
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