Blood simply shrugged when Mithias had dissapeared, he'd assumed he was dealing with his kid's tantrum. He groaned at the thought of another eval, however, he'd get that done once his repairs were started.
"C'mon" he told Silver. The two walked to the repair room and Blood slammed his helmet down on the re-inforced counter, denting it slightly. In the back-ground was a man in a stained white t-shirt and overrall jeans, a welding mask covering his face. "Yo Gus!" Blood shouted, the man continued his welding. Blood roared, Gus nearly burnt himself with the welder and shot up hitting his head on a suit of power armor that was dangling above him.
He turned facing Blood and Silver, then eye'd the helmet, he flipped the welding mask up to reveal...he was one UGLY son of a bitch. He had the face of a pug and the wirey hair of a horses tail, when he spoke his face quivered. "Yes? How'd your helmet get damaged?" Gus asked. Blood jerked a finger towards Silver standing beside him. Gus look dumbfounded, well...more confused than he looked usually. "You're kidding, right?" Gus said, looking from the cracks in the helmet to the little girl dwarfed by Blood.
"Nope. One hundred percent sure. Get that repaired, top priority." Blood replied, then he got the orders to evac everyone to the lower levels. He snarled snatching up the helmet and placing it back on his head, no telling which recruit would love to steal his extra durable armor.
"C'mon Gus, haul ass. We got a nuke top-side, get your ass to the lower levels." Blood said, turning and stomping out of the room. "Stay with me." He told Silver as he walked out of the room. He walked down the hallway and all but kicked open the door to the Barracks, "Move your asses, get to the lower levels, Code Delta evac." He bellowed into the room. They stared blankly at him for a minute, some ignoring him altogether. "THERE IS A FUCKING NUKE ON THE SURFACE, DO YOU WANT TO DIE, OR DO I HAVE TO KICK YOUR ASSES ALL THE WAY TO THE ELEVATOR? GET GOING!"
Everyone in the room stared at one another, tossed their things down, and hauled ass to the elevator. Next stop was med-bay..
"C'mon" he told Silver. The two walked to the repair room and Blood slammed his helmet down on the re-inforced counter, denting it slightly. In the back-ground was a man in a stained white t-shirt and overrall jeans, a welding mask covering his face. "Yo Gus!" Blood shouted, the man continued his welding. Blood roared, Gus nearly burnt himself with the welder and shot up hitting his head on a suit of power armor that was dangling above him.
He turned facing Blood and Silver, then eye'd the helmet, he flipped the welding mask up to reveal...he was one UGLY son of a bitch. He had the face of a pug and the wirey hair of a horses tail, when he spoke his face quivered. "Yes? How'd your helmet get damaged?" Gus asked. Blood jerked a finger towards Silver standing beside him. Gus look dumbfounded, well...more confused than he looked usually. "You're kidding, right?" Gus said, looking from the cracks in the helmet to the little girl dwarfed by Blood.
"Nope. One hundred percent sure. Get that repaired, top priority." Blood replied, then he got the orders to evac everyone to the lower levels. He snarled snatching up the helmet and placing it back on his head, no telling which recruit would love to steal his extra durable armor.
"C'mon Gus, haul ass. We got a nuke top-side, get your ass to the lower levels." Blood said, turning and stomping out of the room. "Stay with me." He told Silver as he walked out of the room. He walked down the hallway and all but kicked open the door to the Barracks, "Move your asses, get to the lower levels, Code Delta evac." He bellowed into the room. They stared blankly at him for a minute, some ignoring him altogether. "THERE IS A FUCKING NUKE ON THE SURFACE, DO YOU WANT TO DIE, OR DO I HAVE TO KICK YOUR ASSES ALL THE WAY TO THE ELEVATOR? GET GOING!"
Everyone in the room stared at one another, tossed their things down, and hauled ass to the elevator. Next stop was med-bay..