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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Blaiiine on April 26, 2017, 03:29:20 AM
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(( Figured I'd start it and people can jump in until it's closed. OOC Thread is HERE (https://www.thefurryforum.com/forums/index.php?topic=36091.msg2029752#new) ))
Location: Denver, Colorado
Time: 2:36 P.M. / December 12th, 2137
** Hackney's Bar, Market District **
Blaine sat at the bar, leaning over a drink. The building was empty, usual for the daytime. He emptied his glass and paid his tab, exchanging poorly printed URA bills. Grabbing his rifle, he exited the bar and covered his eyes. The glare of the sun blinded him momentarily, until he regained his sight. Blaine pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lighting one before setting off towards the largest structure in sight. The local URA headquarters, located in a long abandoned political building, was the site of the meeting. He had a while before reaching the building on foot so Blaine slowed down to a brisk pace.
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》URA Headquarters, Outpatient Clinic《
Gail leaned back in her sturdy swivel chair, massaging the back of her neck. For the past hour she had been transcribing her notes on her most recent autopsy in between shifts. She had agreed to cover for another doctor in the clinic, having a window of time after her "appointment" in the morgue and before she had to go upstairs for the meeting. It was about time she got going. She didn't like to be late.
The cat stood up, pulling on her coat before gathering her things. She signed out at the front desk before heading into the main building, towards the elevator.
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** Outside URA Headquarters, Business District **
Finally reaching the HQ building, Blaine signed in with the front guard. They opened the perimeter gate and he made his way into the lobby. A female fox, dressed in a somewhat clean dress, informed him of where the meeting was being held. She pointed to the stairs and he groaned, realizing he was heading to the top floor. Going up the stairs, his gear loudly rattled and clanged.
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(Posted my character in the OOC thread. Read carefully, and Blaine knows the nature of certain referenced items in her profile.)
** Outside URA Headquarters, Business District **
Soon after Blaine arrived, so did another figure. She signed in with the guard, entering the premises, but never once addressed the female fox that Blaine had spoken to. Indeed, she never spoke a word to anyone, but silently followed Blaine. Even her footsteps on the stairs scarcely made a sound as blue eyes regarded Blaine from behind.
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** URA Headquarters, Business District **
Blaine felt some presence behind him as he climbed the stairs, choosing to ignore it for the moment. Once he reached the top floor, he stopped and finished his cigarette. Before putting it out, Blaine took one last drag and quickly blew the smoke behind him. "Didn't anyone ever teach you not to sneak up on people, Dragoness?" Blaine said, looking at the female figure.
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** URA Headquarters, Business District **
A faint click sounded from beneath the figure's cloak. She fixed her eyes on Blaine, which almost seemed to glow. However, most of her head and face was hidden beneath the shroud of her cloak and the breath mask she wore. "I can't help it if I'm that quiet," she told Blaine. "How do you know my call-sign?"
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》URA Headquarters, Business District《
Gail ascended the stairs, and finding two individuals already standing in the hallway after pushing her way through the last flight. One was smoking, and it made her fingers twitch, even after giving up the habit long ago herself.
She gave them both a brief nod in greeting, politely keeping quiet until they could finish their conversation, though she stood her ground. She wasn't the kind of woman who liked to fade into the background, despite her height difference.
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》URA Headquarters, Business District《
The female heard Gail approach, and her head turned to face her. Her cloak briefly fluttered, offering a short glimpse beneath - and in her arms was an assault rifle. The woman fixed her eyes on Gail, then returned her nod before looking back at Blaine.
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** URA Headquarters, Business District **
Blaine nodded at Gail and looked back to the figure, before replying. "You're not exactly a mystery. The shrouded mercenary, wandering the wastes," He said, flicking his cigarette down the stairwell. "At least you're not hunting us. I'm Blaine, but just call me Bear." Blaine said, turning to face the two. His rifle swayed at his side, clanking against his leg holster.
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"My service record is not what's shrouded," the woman said. "My life before that... that is what is shrouded. That being said... name's Skye." Another click sounded beneath her cloak, before her stance relaxed fractionally and she continued, "The only ones who call me Dragoness are those I knew in the Service. So to you, it's Skye. Got it?" Her cloak fluttered more prominently this time as she shifted around on her feet, and it became apparent the rifle she held was a heavily-modded ACR - and that she had the safety off, it was set to full auto, and her stance indicated it was ready to be brought to bear given the slightest excuse.
While the reason for the sudden hostility was unclear, her stance screamed, "Make a move. It'll be your last."
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Gail watched the two through narrowed eyes. She was clearly not impressed or otherwise unaffected with the battle for dominance between them. They didn't have time for childish games.
"I assume we were all called here for a reason, to meet with the members of the URA." Her tone was neither soft or severe, but it was direct. Her voice had a lilting Irish tone, but it veiled instead of masked her words. "My name is Gail. Gail Felan."
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"Nice to meet you, Gail." Blaine replied, his tone changing to a more civil one. Not friendly, but civil. He turned back to Skye and his tone changed back to cold. "And that," He said, looking at the gun, "would not be wise. Unless you have a deathwish." Blaine quietly finished, staring Skye down. His expression remained calm and his eyes were focused. "Now, if we want to be friends, you can put that gun down," He said, coolly. "Because honestly, I'd rather get this job done and keep going north."
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Skye remained ready to raise the rifle, but eventually, a thumb reluctantly flicked the safety on, and she started for the next room, stopping right next to Blaine. "I didn't come here to make friends. Few are capable of being such. You cannot comprehend my reasons for what I do, so don't even try; very few know my motives." She again flicked the safety off and pressed the barrel of her rifle between Blaine's legs. "Mention my deathwish again, and you'll come to understand why so many fear me. You will never understand why I have one," she hissed. She flicked the safety on again, pausing briefly to look at the top of her left hand before striding into the room.
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Blaine looked to Gail and said, "Well, she seems nice." He then turned and walked to the meeting room, finding a seat and setting his rifle down. The room was moderately empty apart from two URA brass and a few marines, who Blaine waved to. He previously served as one before he became a mercenary. Waiting on the rest of the group, he lit another cigarette.
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Skye was already seated, sitting up and still as a statue. Her ACR was leaned against the table; her other rifle was slung across her back. She made no sound, other than her soft breathing as her chest expanded and contracted as she did so. Her head never moved, and her hood remained up.
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Gail decided not to comment, preferring to remain neutral until she had interacted with someone herself.
She sat down perpendicular to Bear, her posture straight but comfortable and her fingers loosely laced together, waiting expectantly on the council before her. One eyebrow was slightly arched, and she tilted her chin up, her blue eyes catching the warm rays of the afternoon sun, but didn't melt her frigid exterior.
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Skye never moved from where she was, never twitched, never moved a muscle aside from her breathing. Not even to turn her head to so much as look around. Her hands were settled in her lap, her legs perfectly straight, and her back propping her upright. It seemed... unreal. As though she were frozen in some way.
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The head URA brass, a lieutenant colonel, activated a projector one of the marines brought in and loudly coughed, attempting to rein in everyone's attention. "Hello everyone, I am Lt. Colonel Reems and I'll be your mission handler. We gathered, or more so hired, you today to retrieve something," Reems, a gray furred lupine, said. He pulled up a slide containing intel and coordinates but no images. "Now, from intel we have gathered, it appears the pre-war government was working on an experimental weapon. We have no images but have gathered a location from these coordinates." Reems continued, pulling up another slide showing a picture of a fortified pre-war military base. "This is Redstone Arsenal, located outside of what was Huntsville in Alabama. We believe the weapon was shipped to this location a week before the bombs fell. Your mission is to recover the technology and return it to our current location." Reems pulled another slide, showing a map of the western United States. "Now, outside of the Rockies, it becomes Hun territory. I'm not going to lie, where you're heading is Hun country and you'll definitely see combat. We hired a few of you with that in mind," Reems said, looking at Skye and Blaine. He turned off the projector and looked back to the group. "Now, any questions before we discuss payment?"
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Skye remained silent, mentally studying the images she saw. She considered her words before speaking [though she never removed the breath mask], "What do we know of the specific area we're headed for? Anything to watch out for - such as pre-war traps, security measures, or defenses?"
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A small, cloaked figure shuffled quietly into the briefing area. Ray's huge, worn cloak dragged the floor, which seemed much too large for his size. Hiss head craned up as he took up a residence in the corner, the red lenses of his goggles glaring in the projector light. He looked like a withered old man, a mistake many had made and few survived.
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"All we know is there is a critical-level Hun colony in Huntsville, but that's it. Not going to lie, you're all going in blind," Reems replied, sighing. Blaine scoffed and mumbled, "Typical, only guarantee is a crapstorm." Blaine examined the male in the cloak, not recognizing him. Reems discussed payments, $1500 now and $1500 on return. They were to be given two vehicles and supplies for the first trip.
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Skye did not respond to the comment about going in blind. She ignored Blaine's comment about a guaranteed s***storm. When the briefing was done, she scribbled something down in a sizeable notebook, then seemingly stuffed it somewhere in the back of her cloak. After that, she briefly held her left hand - which was gloved, just like her right - to her lips, then picked up her rifle and headed for the exit, but at a rather slow pace as she eyed Blaine and spotted the cloaked newcomer.
At least now, she wasn't the only one wearing a cloak.
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Gail licked her lips. Their "mission" was so cloak-and-dagger she had to bite back a hiss, instead narrowing her eyes into icy slits. What exactly is this government's agenda? Why do they want this bomb? More questions buzzed in her mind, but those were the two most important and, judging by the brusque manner of the meeting and the infinitesimal amount of information available, would never be answered.
The scientific feline normally didn't believe in intuition, but the small consortium of leaders and military personnel immediately set off warning bells in her mind. The entire situation just seemed strange and off-putting, which made the fur on the back of her neck raise. Clearly, the URA didn't contact the other three using official channels--having resources from the outside instead of military would be financially no skin off their noses. If one if them got hurt or killed, the URA wouldn't be responsible. Which begs the question of why she was dragged in with them. There are plenty of more capable doctors whose patients weren't identified with toe tags. Why her?
Sighing inaudibly, but keeping her gaze trained on Lt. Colonel Reems, her stomach knotted with a mixture of curiosity, suspicion, and anger.
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Blaine picked up his rifle and stopped at the door, looking to the rest. "Alright. I'm heading to the vehicle depot, see what we're working with," He said before walking off and heading down the stairs.
Once he reached the depot, he found the two vehicles. One was a modified Humvee, complete with a .50 caliber mounted machine gun and plate armor. Blaine instantly fell in love, taking a seat in the driver's seat. The other vehicle was a modified technical, a salvaged truck with a smaller machine gun mounted in the bed of the truck.
Blaine finished stocking the vehicles with ammo and fuel, leaving room for personal effects. He activated the radios in the vehicles and waited for the others. They'd still need to stop at the market and collect other supplies like food and medicine.
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Skye was the first seen, taking the passenger seat next to Blaine after throwing her bag of supplies in the back. She sat in silence for a good three minutes, then turned her head to look at Blaine. She looked away after staring at him for thirty seconds, then slowly reached a hand up to her breath mask, pressing two buttons on the sides. The mask made a faint click and hissed as she removed it from her snout. She then slowly and softly exhaled, as though she had held her breath until now. She breathed momentarily, then looked to Blaine again. "I wanted to apologize for my behavior in the corridor. It was wrong of me to threaten you, and I am sorry," she said to him, her voice soft and with a subtle shaking of her breath.
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"S'all right. It's a pretty stressful thing we do," Blaine said, leaned under the dashboard as he wired the ham radio in. A few crackles of electricity and Blaine exclaiming as he shocked himself, then the Humvee roared to life. As he did a once over of the main gun, he looked back to Skye. "So, are the stories true about you? The whole sword slinging stuff?" He asked before adding, "I've heard about it in bars around URA territories."
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"What stresses me out... goes much deeper than what we do for a living," Skye sighed, her voice still soft. "But I'd rather not get into that now - not here, when the others could show up any moment." When Blaine asked about her sword slinging, she chuckled softly, then moved her cloak aside to allow him to see her katanas - sheathed and attached to her belt. "The stories are very true. The 'sword slinging' is the primary reason many fear me. A few tribals down south saw me in combat against two dozen raiders armed with makeshift swords and thought me to be a god." Skye scoffed. "You'd think that's good, but their interpretations of what I tried to tell them left... something to be desired." She shook her head, then commented, "Fortunately, that particular story never made it up here. Even if it did... who'd believe it?"
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"I hardly believed the ones I heard, no offense." Blaine said as he took his seat at the wheel. He lit another cigarette and then slid on his Mechanix gloves. He climbed back out and took a salvaged music player off one of the depot shelves. Attaching it to the inner console of the Humvee, he looked back up at Skye. "Music is a must. Keeps you from wanting to throw yourself beneath the wheel when road tripping." He chuckled, climbing back in the driver seat. Blaine then waited on the rest of the group, checking his watch.
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Ray shuffled out behind the others, and immediately moved to the front of the Humvee he was to ride in. The raccoon then doubled over, his paws pressed against his head in some form of prayer. Ray muttered quietly to himself as well. A strange sight indeed, but it was a common Ra'onni practice. He believed that the vehicles were metal-clad beasts to be treated with reverence and care.
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"Hey, cloak guy. You're riding in the technical," Blaine said, pointing to the black pick-up truck. "No offense. We just need the truck for whatever the hell we're lugging back. The doc is riding with you." Blaine said, hopping out. He set his rifle inside the Humvee by his seat. He walked over to the male in the cloak and asked, "So what's your name, guy?" He held his hand out, gesturing to shake the others.
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Ray looked up at Blaine, and stood. And stood. And stood, until he reached eye level with Blaine. Ray tilted his wrapped head, and silently pressed a massive empty shell into the extended hand, a common greeting by his people.
"Good suns, brother. My name is Ray," rasped the raccoon, his voice muffled by his headwrap. "I will ride in the toothless four-by?"
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Blaine paused for a moment, bewildered. He looked back at Skye, then back to Ray. He did that for a moment until realizing Ray had asked him a question. "Uhh, yeah. Yeah, the technical," Blaine said as he led Ray to the truck. He climbed in back and loaded the .30 caliber machine gun mounted in the bed. "You're good on ammo and fuel. I hooked you up a radio and a music player," Blaine said, pointing to inside the cab. "Once the doc gets down here, we'll head out to the market and hit the road. Just follow us in the Humvee." He said, putting the green shell in one of his pouches. He leaned against the Humvee and awaited the rest of the group.
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"If it's music you want, I have some music you can play from that thing," Skye said from the passenger seat. "I keep music on hand, myself. It's in my pack. Keeps me from going insane from the silence."
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Gail followed Ray, Skye, and Bear to the two vehicles, dipping her head in apology for holding them up. She had a carry-on with her, a large first aid kit that could treat anything from scrapes to code-blues. She had quickly brought one from the clinic, since she didnt want to haul it all the way upstairs and back down.
She set it underneath the passenger seat in the remaining vehicle and extended her free hand to Ray. "Hi, I'm Gail Felan."
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Blaine pulled an old, battered case from his duffle bag. He opened it and revealed an old CD. "My dad gave me this. It belonged to his dad, who was around before the bombs. Still has some good music," He said to Skye. Blaine put it in the music player and shut it back off. "We can take turns," He said before looking over to the technical. "And from the looks of it, we'll be leaving in a moment." He grabbed the key and started the Humvee, the engine roaring to life and smoke coming out of the exhaust.
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Skye's expression portrayed a look of melancholy as Blaine mentioned the topic of his grandfather who had lived before "the bombs". Her grip tightened on her breath mask, remembering something as she looked down again at the back of her left hand.
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Ray looked at Gail, and pressed his rough, scar-strewn paw into hers, his being a closed fist (another common greeting for when one had no shells). He wasn't too good at the handshake thing. Ray started the pickup, and waited for Blaine's vehicle to move, while he spoke to Gail.
"Good suns, sister. I hope that your medicines will be available, but not necessary." He smiled, though the headwrap wouldn't really allow that to be shown.
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Blaine glanced at Skye, noticing her melancholy expression, but thought it'd be best to leave it alone for the moment. He put the Humvee in gear and gestured for the marines to fully open the depot door. As soon as they finished, he drove out and began driving towards the market. They passed by villages and a few smaller craters, older than any of them. "We don't have much time before we get on the main road, so be quick at the market," Blaine said over the radio, the marketplace coming into sight ahead of them.
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Skye didn't answer verbally. A faint hiss and click sounded as she returned the breath mask to her face, her hood still up. "Tell me something, Bear," she requested, "Does the marketplace usually see any kind of trouble?"
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"Haven't been up long, but this close to the 'border'? Occasionally, there's a small attack but that's rare." Blaine replied, still looking at the road. They pulled up to the market and he stopped the vehicle, climbing out. He grabbed his rifle out of the Humvee and shouldered it before grabbing a few empty ammo cans. "I'm gonna stock us up on bullets for the gun and get some supplies. You wanna come along or..?" He asked, his arms full.
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Again, Skye didn't verbally respond, instead getting out of the Humvee with her modded ACR in her arms, her stance that of a watchful escort. Her thumb flicked off the safety as her eyes scanned the immediate vicinity.
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Ray slowed the truck to a halt behind the Humvee, and immediately tensed up. He shifted uncomfortably in the seat, flexing his fingers across the wheel. "I do not like this," he hissed quietly. "I smell ambush." Ray put the truck in park, and immediately climbed onto the roof. Reaching behind himself, he withdrew what appeared to be a mess of pipe, with a scope and a few handles. The raccoon gripped one handle, and forced it forward. Segments of pipe rolled on hinges as they clipped together to form a massive rifle. Ray loaded what appeared to be a twenty millimeter shell, painted bright green, and began scanning the nearby buildings.
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Blaine haggled and argued with a weapons dealer, finally reaching a deal on the necessary ammunition. Filling the cans, he looked around for anything off. Once he finished, he took his newly bought supplies and lugged them back to the Humvee. Blaine noticed Ray providing overwatch with a unique rifle. Shrugging it off, he leaned over to put the ammo cans in the back. As he leaned, a loud crack and whiz could be heard. Then a flash of a bullet hitting right where Blaine's head was before he leaned over, causing him to drop to the ground. He readied his rifle, cursing as the market goers ran off screaming. A few of the local mercs took shelter in the nearby tavern. "Can anyone see where that damn shot came from?!" Blaine yelled, slightly peering around the side of the Humvee. Another loud crack and whiz sent him back behind cover.
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"Belltower!" Cried Ray, who turned to target said structure. "Did not see where at!" He kept a keen eye on the tower, bringing his scope up to survey the area. Ray hoped a glint of a scope, or at worst the flash of a rifle, would give him some sort of target.
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"Dammit!" Skye cursed as she ducked behind cover. "I hate it when I'm right..." She cautiously peered at the bell tower, looking for something that might indicate the position of this sniper.
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Blaine crawled around the Humvee and pulled himself inside. Climbing up to the gunner seat, he waited for a moment before jumping up and grabbing the grips of the .50 caliber machine gun. "Try and blow my head off, will you?! Eat me, you prick!" Blaine yelled before opening fire on the belltower. Bullets tore through the surface of the old tower, bits of brick blowing up and dust billowing up around the window. "One of you get up there and smoke that guy!" Blaine yelled to Ray and Skye.
After a few more seconds of covering fire, he climbed down from the gun and moved to the technical. "You alright, doc? Sure as hell beats pushing papers." Blaine said to Gail, crouched down by the passenger door of the technical truck.
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Ray traced where Blaine was aiming, and discharged his weapon. Dust flew from the truck, Ray's cloak billowed out behind him, and his foot dented the roof, as the rifle belched flame and sent the round on its way. The window where the sniper came from collapsed, as the round detonated on the bricks. Ray dropped to one knee, and started loading another shell. He manually removed the now-empty cartridge and began loading another. "Believe I got him!?" Ray shouted over the ringing in his ears, but he had a wide grin on his face.
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Skye jumped when Ray's rifle discharged. The bell tower window where the sniper had been was decimated in that shot. No further shots rang out from there. "I think you got him, Ray - even if you missed him, the shock wave of that impact would destroy the room, shredding the f***er like a hamburger with bits of glass and brick. Nice shot," Skye called out to Ray.
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((Should we pause for Skall to catch up?))
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(( Prolly should. I sent you a PM, too - an idea I had. ))
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((Okay, I'll set up this event and we can pause))
Blaine stood up and lifted his rifle, looking around. "Guess we're clear for the moment. What the hell was that?" Blaine asked, before more shots fired off. A group of what looked like civilians came around the corner brandishing and firing rifles, pinning Blaine and Ray down.
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Skye saw the enemy. They were more focused on Blaine and Rey to really notice her. Not much point using her rifles; this was an opportunity to brush up on her other combat skills. She quickly and subtly set up the music player to start after a delay, then seemingly vanished. The firefight would last for a few more seconds, but when the group stopped to reload, a song started blaring from the Humvee:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ToHo29kD9Go (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ToHo29kD9Go)
As the song started, Skye suddenly appeared, casting aside her cloak and drawing both her katanas. The black blades reflected, ever so brightly, the sunlight, and Skye immediately went on the offensive. She nailed the first two as they were trying to ram fresh mags into their weapons. The next one was impaled and used as a shield as one of the enemies with an automatic rifle emptied an entire mag trying to get her. She then cast the corpse into one of the others, slashed the rifle out of the man's hands, spun, and slashed out his throat. Two of the raiders had the sense to rush Skye in attempted melee combat, but Skye ran up a wall and kicked off, spinning like a drill bit, landing between them. The split second she had landed was nowhere near enough time for the raiders to react, as in that split second Skye had hit the ground, both her blades flashed out and decapitated both of them. She then reversed her spin and took out another raider's throat. She dashed, rebounding off a wall to avoid semiautomatic fire, landing behind the one firing to impale him with both blades, one after the other, before she violently removed both and took off the man's head. By the time it occurred to the survivors that Skye was too close for guns, she was already rushing into them.
Trying to fight Skye in melee combat was like trying to grapple with a shadow; she was a blur. She bent her body every which way so gracefully, avoiding one attack after the other while cutting her opponents to ribbons. Between that and how she moved her blades in such graceful, yet nearly impossible to track, arcs and swings, it almost seemed as though Skye was blade-dancing. But, dance or no, the raiders couldn't touch her. She leapt, kicked, punched, hilt-bashed, rebounded off walls and swung on light poles, all while swinging her blades in such form that left her enemies dead in seconds. The final enemy had a hand-made sword, and Skye seemingly enjoyed the challenge. The two seemingly dueled, before Skye sheathed one of her blades before leaping over the raider as she put a slash over his eye; he howled in anguish, exposing his back to her; when she landed, she had her back to his. She kicked back, her katana held reverse-gripped, and her back collided with his as her blade impaled him. She reached over, snatched the raider's blade out of his hand, then whirled around, sheared the man in half, then drove his own blade through his heart. There was no scream. She made no smug or adrenaline-induced comment. She simply twirled the katana and sheathed it in a swift, deft motion. She then went to retrieve her cloak, throwing it back over her shoulders as she headed toward the Humvee. When the dust settled, there would be nearly a dozen bodies strewn about in various states of dismemberment. Skye would simply get into the passenger seat of the Humvee and remain there, breathing heavily, but seemingly not out of breath.
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After the hailstorm of bullets, Ray had fallen into the bed of the pickup. Nursing a graze across his head and a hole in his paw, the raccoon had torn enough of his shirt to bandage his paw, but the head wound bled profusely, as head wounds do, staining his headwrap and face red. He removed his goggles to get a clear view of what was happening, as they had been spattered with blood.
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(Okay, Skall hasn't posted in almost a week. Anyone get the feeling something's wrong?)
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(( It appears she signed in last night. Maybe she's like me right now and has a really whack work schedule ))
Blaine stood up and climbed into the back of the technical, pulling out a medkit from one of his harness pouches. "Nothing major, man. Just cosmetic," He said to Ray, pulling back the headwrap just enough to clean and dress the head wound. While he worked, Blaine looked around the now-empty marketplace. The ambush was obviously Huns. No one else would've struck a marketplace without some URA presence. Looking back down, he finished dressing the wound and helped Ray up. "You all right?"
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Ray sat up slowly, his head wracked in pain. "I-I am fine." He sighed, and began to search for his empty casing, muttering prayers quietly.
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Skye remained still, the hood of her cloak once again up, covering her head as her breath mask covered her snout and part of her face. Her breathing was quite heavy, her heart rate elevated, but that was to be expected given her earlier display. Her eyes were closed, and it was almost as though she were meditating in her seat.
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(Kinda want this RP to not die, but it's been more than a week since Skall's last post. Do we know when she'll post next?)
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(( Well, we've waited a while and this thread is in ICU. Dr. Blaine to the rescue ))
"You done there, samurai?" Blaine asked Skye, slightly laughing. He turned back to Ray and took his wounded hand, re-bandaging it and put an old pill bottle in his other hand. "Take two, it should help the pain," He said, then proceeding to climb out of the technical. Keeping his rifle ready, Blaine walked over to Skye and looked at the dead Huns. "Well, they were fun," Blaine said, covering his mouth with his kefiyeh scarf as the dust began to pick up.
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Skye remained quiet, slowing her breathing as she sat in the Humvee. She checked on her ACR soon, however, then her other rifle - a custom design loaded with 7.62x39mm Armor-Piercing Incendiary rounds.
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( Okay, I'm going to start posting longer material so we can give this story more depth since at the moment it's only two active posters )
"Well, I guess we're off.." Blaine said, still taking a moment to look around. Walking back to the Humvee, he could hear the winds begin to pick up even more. He readjusted his scarf and climbed into the vehicle. Turning on the radio he attached, the speakers inside came to life as a song (https://youtu.be/-gmACVjtI6o) started. "Yeah, my great-grandfather loved metal," Blaine said as he put the Humvee in gear and picked up speed heading out of Denver. Through the rearview, the technical could be seen keeping a good distance from them.
They didn't see a speck of civilization on their way out of Denver, except for the occasional corpse being eaten by vultures or ferals. A feral was a man gone mad, brain devastated from radiation. It had no qualms about beating you to death and eating what remained. But in the safety of an armored vehicle, they were merely speed bumps.
** One hour later **
The group had finally made it out of the Denver wastes, luckily without a scratch. They were currently moving through a mountainous region, surrounded by tall pine trees and forests. The area is considered URA territory.
"So, road trip small talk. Always difficult," Blaine said to Skye, still looking at the road. He had taken his gloves, chest harness and scarf off just leaving his black shirt. The temperature had lowered as they began traversing the mountain scape, but he loved the cold. "Well, we're both Marines. Or were, better yet. Any favorite places you got deployed? I, personally, loved the Rockies." Blaine said.
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Ray followed Blaine's lead, silently watching the road. He could feel the chilly mountain air gnaw on his bones through the thin, desert-wear he had. Ray had heard once from his elders that a few of his people were settled out here, trained to hide amongst the rocks and boulders, the scopes of their rifles smoked over to diminish glinting. Ray's idle thoughts were interrupted by one of his tires giving out and bursting. The raccoon, still confused by the shortwave radio, fumbled for the receiver as he fought for control.
"T'ing barrdish frakala! Four-by lost a foot! I must stay my travel!"
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The Humvee swerved to the side of the road, kicking up a small dust cloud. Blaine didn't even stop the radio (https://youtu.be/K6_zsJ8KPP0) as he climbed out, rifle up and ready for anything. "Take cover, watch my ass. I'm gonna see what's happening," Blaine said to Skye while quickly pulling his chest harness on. He then took off down the road towards the technical. The tire was shredded, but not like an average blowout. It was an obvious gunshot, as far as Blaine could tell.
"You alright? We gotta hurry up and replace this tire. There's a spare in the bed, I'll cover you," Blaine said, leaned against the hood of the truck aiming at the higher ground. No glints, no obvious movement. He cursed in his head, knowing he should've seen this coming. The music playing from the radio echoed throughout the hills, but apart from that it was almost silent.
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Skye shouldered her rifle and looked for anything to shoot at. After the ambush at the market, she was still a bit on edge. She remained deathly quiet, her eyes scanning for anything potentially hostile.
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Ray dismounted, and went to the bed of the truck. Collecting what he needed, Ray moved to replace the tire. "Strange...tire seemed fine a mile ago." He winced as he used the tire iron, his paw still bandaged and wounded. At about the third lug nut, Ray stopped and began whispering quietly to himself. A few moments passed, before Ray rasped to Blaine as he continued his work. "Slowly place your rifle on the ground...Tell the others to do same."
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Blaine waited for a moment, looking Ray over for a moment. He looked down and then back up to Ray before saying, "If this goes any other way than okay, you're going to have a whole hell of lot to explain," His tone was cold, his stare like daggers. He tossed his rifle and sidearm to the ground and yelled for Skye to do the same. Lighting a cigarette, he sighed.
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Skye didn't understand why, but she laid her weapon aside, then unclipped both her katanas - still sheathed - and laid them down as well. She suspected that either they were about to get unexpected help... or they were surrounded by hostiles and fighting would only get them killed.
And Skye would rather be killed in an honorable way, not because of a stubborn, asinine decision.
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A few moments after Skye put her weapons down, several piles of rocks began to stand up. The piles of rocks were simply adhered to large cloaks, as raccoons of different sizes stood. They all carried Soviet-made semi-auto marksman rifles, all camo'd up to look like piles of stone.
Ray turned slowly to greet his distant brothers, and reached into his pocket. A wash of unease hit him as he did not feel the green shell casing he once held. A few seconds went by before Ray whispered to Blaine. "Throw my gift into the sky."
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Blaine pulled the green shell from his harness pouch, tossing it in the air. He felt uneasy and wanted desperately to grab his rifle, to fight back. But he knew it'd be useless, would just end up bleeding out on the road a mangled mess. "If they're gonna shoot us, I'd rather them do it quickly," Blaine sarcastically whispered to Ray.
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Skye stood, her muscles tense, ready to propel her into action at a moment's notice. Watching Blaine throw this "gift" into the sky, she wondered what effect that would have on their unidentified persons.
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One of the figures seemed to flinch before throwing another shell at the first. A few moments passed before Ray laughed loudly. "Kiros! Good suns mountain brother!"
The figure that threw the shell slid down from his perch and approached the group. His voice was hoarse and deep, gravely like the mountains. "Good suns, dust brother." Kiros glanced at the other three in the group, before talking in his native tongue. Ray followed suit, knowing that the mountain dwellers were not fond of outsiders.
The others started down the mountainside, slinging their rifles upon their backs. Two of the youngest, only a few years in age, simply dropped the rifle they carried between them, and approached the Humvee. The mountain dwellers had no use for vehicles, and their sect had completely forgotten they existed. The children chattered quietly in their native tongue, as they too were skeptical of the newcomers, but their curiosity still got the best of themselves.
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Blaine stood for a moment before making the bold decision to pick up his rifle, quickly slinging it over his shoulder. He slid his pistol back in it's holster, clasping the strap over it. Taking a drag off his cigarette, he stood up and leaned against the truck. Blaine knew it was probably a stupid move to grab his guns but he hated being told what to do.
"So, are we going to be allowed on our way or are we now in some old world horror flick?" Blaine sarcastically asked Ray, looking at the younger soldiers around the Humvee. The heavy, thrashing metal still played over the inner speakers of the vehicle, still echoing. The wind slowly picked back up, the tall pine trees' branches started swaying.
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Ray turned with a smile hidden behind his headwrap. "My brothers are willing to resupply us, and...well...Kiros?"
Kiros nodded. "We will disable the metal-monster traps." He started off towards the end of the road, shouting at a few nearby raccoons. They knelt a few feet away from each-other and began digging up large metal objects.
Ray sighed. "My brothers thought of us a Raider group. Hoping for food and water."
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"I wonder what gave them that idea," Skye mused sarcastically as she picked up her weapons. She clipped her Katanas to her belt and slung her rifle. While repairs were commenced on Ray's damaged vehicle, Skye decided to check on her other rifle. She unslung it from her pack, and began checking over the weapon.
(if anyone doesn't know what Skye's SG9 Raptor looks like, check the OOC Thread... if the image is still there.)
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Blaine yawned and walked over to the Humvee, pulling the key from the ignition. The engine died and the music cut off abruptly, causing silence to sweep over the area. "I'll keep an eye out for any ferals or raiders..." Blaine said as he pulled his gloves on and walked off the side of the road. He lifted his rifle and wandered a couple feet into the thick forest.
Taking his pack of cigarettes out of a pouch, he looked around and examined his surroundings. Trees went on for what seemed like forever, occasionally the ground thicket would move from small game roaming. Blaine took out his flip lighter and lit his cigarette, closing the lighter with a loud clap. Lifting his rifle again, he took a few steps forward before seeing a deer bolt a couple feet ahead off him. He jumped and struggled to keep from firing his gun, knowing it would attract anything from ferals to raiders or even Huns.
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It took almost two hours before the mountain dwellers found and disarmed their explosives and rounded up supplies for the group. Kiros approached with a smile, his arms held wide.
"What are thoughts, outsider friends? Not bad for simple mountain dwellers, eh?" The grizzled raccoon chuckled, breaking into a slightly coughing fit a few moments later.
Ray had returned to the pickup, and had started a small group prayer around the vehicle. The raccoons knelt before the truck, offering kind words to the inanimate object.
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Blaine sat in the Humvee, watching the prayer. He spun the keys around his finger, smoking a cigarette. The sun was on the horizon, all that could be over the trees was the orange clouds. "Once they finish up, we can go another few hours. But then we'll need to stop somewhere for shelter." He said to Skye.
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Skye picked up her effects and sat in the Humvee in time to catch Blaine's statement. "Acknowledged," she said. She leaned back and closed her eyes, as though to get some sleep.
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Blaine started the Humvee, quickly turning down the radio. He pulled his harness off, leaving just a plate carrier on. Pulling his gloves on, he put the truck in gear. "Hey, we're gonna wait here. Just lemme know when you're ready to get going," Blaine yelled to Ray.
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Ray stood, nodded at the group who dispersed quickly, and Ray mounted the truck. "I am ready." He started the truck, before checking the inventory of the truck.
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Two hours later..
The convoy made it past the mountain scape, entering a plains area. No trees, just fields of untrimmed wheat and grains. The road was desolate, occasionally they passed a rusted skeleton of a vehicle. Blaine looked around, smoking while he drove. It was dark and the moon was shielded by thick clouds, making the convoy's headlights the only sign of life in the area.
Slowly, houses started popping up with the distance between them diminishing. A sign reading Welcome to Kanorado, Kansas appeared, rusted holes eating out the mascot next to the message. Blaine picked up the radio mic and called in to Ray, "We're gonna find a garage and hole up for the night. The police station is down the road, according to that road sign." They eventually reached the police station and parked in the empty garage. Blaine shut the Humvee down and ran to the roll up doors, slamming them shut and locking it down. "Alright, let's clear the building," Blaine said loudly to the others, before audible gargling moans could be heard echoing through the building.
"Oh hell, ferals. Take this, it's a helluva lot better against those things than that bolt action." Blaine said, handing Ray his M92SF 9mm handgun and readying his own rifle.
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Skye was already up and awake, her modded ACR shouldered and her poise ready to fire. Her eyes seemed to glow as she peered around in the dark. "Grenades would be effective in here, but I wouldn't recommend many; this structure might collapse under the brunt of multiple explosions," Skye whispered.
(Who controls these ferals?)
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(Generally, I'll introduce enemies that you can control when attacking them, I'll sometimes control them to further a plot or scene.)
"It's a concrete structure, I'll use some white phosphorus 'nades if we find any full rooms," Blaine said to Skye before turning his rifles' light on. He pulled his gloves on and reshouldered his gun, then slowly proceeded down the wide hallway.
The halls were pitch black, apart from the group's flashlights, and the moans slowly became clearer. They were almost man like, but distorted and sickly. Blaine stopped at the first room, the label reading Briefing Room, and gestured for the group to stop. He pulled a canister from his side and cracked the room door.
Peering in, he saw a group of ferals shuffling around. Their faces were torn and irradiated, their bodies anorexic. They moaned and growled, looking around with blank eyes. Blaine pulled the pin on the canister, tossed it in the room and quickly slammed the door. He backed up before a loud bang could be heard, the decrepit door flying off the hinges and white burning smoke slowly crept from the room.
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Ray held the pistol gingerly, as he had no idea what it was. He drew back the slide and quickly caught the ejected round. He pulled the slide back slightly, and tried to force the round back into the chamber. The Ra'onni didn't ever use handguns, and so the foreign firearm confused the dust-raccoon.
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Had anyone else been in that smoke, they'd have been coughing. Not Skye. She had that breath mask, and she scanned the room for hostiles that might have survived that blast. "If this is a concrete structure..." she muttered, before sliding open the attached grenade launcher, going into her cloak and retrieving a 40mm Antipersonnel Grenade, loading it in, then sliding the loader shut.
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Blaine stood up, brushing his pants off. "Okay, let's split. I'll take the raccoon and we'll sweep the first floor, check for an armory. You take the second floor, I'd trust you could handle that." Blaine said, before taking the pistol from Ray and properly reloading it with a fresh clip. Handing it back with the old clip, he told him, "Just fire it, when it clicks put that clip in and pull the slide back. Then get back to firing it." He then pulled his scarf over his mouth and began proceeding down the hall.
The walls were lined with what seemed like propaganda, recruiting posters and wanted ads. Blaine's flashlight flickered occasionally, each time making him catch his breath and tense up. They came to a halt at a big steel door, marked Kanorado PD Armory - Authorized Personnel ONLY. Blaine pulled at the handle, a quiet click sounding that it was locked.
"Damn it, locked. Well, let's look for the key. Should be around here in one of these offices." Blaine whispered to Ray, the moans still echoing around the building. After the explosion, they seemed more aggressive.
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Ray looked again at the handgun, before following Blaine. The tall raccoon had crouched low, much shorter than the average individual. He kept the pistol pointed down the hall, opposite to where they were going. Ray also drew a wickedly viscous looking knife his mountain brother had given him. As Blaine approached the locked door, Ray nodded. "Protect my back." He Weasley his way to the lock, and began the arduous task of unlocking the door, using the knife and a small pin to coax the lock to obey. The raccoon hummed quietly as he worked, stopping only once to inform Blaine. "Could take some time, she's very stubborn."
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Blaine nodded to Ray before a door down the hall collapsed, a feral picking itself up and growling at the two. "Hurry, if it gets too heavy, we'll blow the piece of junk," He said to Ray, then firing a shot at the feral. The bullet clipped it's head, causing it to fall over with a sickening thud.
Two more ferals piled out of the door, turning and rushing at Blaine. He kept firing, dispatching them quickly. Silence rushed over them for a moment until a moan could be heard, farther in the building. "Alright, I think we're good for now," He sighed, then grabbing his mounted radio and calling in to Skye. "We got a bit of flak down here but we found the armory. How's everything upstairs?"
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Ray shouldered the locked door a few more times, pressing hard against the knife. After a few minutes more, the lock popped open, but the door remained shut. Ray sighed heavily, and turned to Blaine. "Opened. Though I am not sure what's inside." He drew the pistol up, and pointed it at the spot in which the door would open, ready to annihilate anything that would pop out.
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"Quiet as a tomb," Sky radioed in response to Blaine. "Aside from your gunfire." She continued to visually scan the second floor for any sign of hostiles.
(Feel free to introduce some ferals on my end.)
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((Back with some of that quality posting. Sorry for such a long pause, my work schedule has been crazy AF))
Kanorado Police Department, Second Level (Offices)
Garbled groans could be heard, slowly amplifying as Skye made her way through the floor. The moans crescendoed as a group of ferals, dressed in ruined uniforms, collapsed out of a falling door. They slowly pulled themselves up and snarled at Skye, hobbling towards her.
Kanorado Police Department, First Level (Armory)
Blaine turned around and lifted his rifle, quickly smacking the flashlight which brought it back to full power. "Let me go in first, I'll tell you if it's clear." He whispered, proceeding towards the door. The armory was just as dark as the halls, the flashlight beam revealing half raided gun safes and ammo containers.
Then, a withered moan came up. Blaine shifted his rifle towards the noise, his light showing a feral stuck under a fallen gun safe. It was almost corpse-like, having been starved. It was unique though, as it's clothes weren't pre-war or raider, it was a rag tag military uniform. Blaine crouched down, pulling his knife from it's holster.
He stuck the feral in the head, quickly dispatching it. Blaine then took a small flashlight from his harness. "Alright, we're clear." He half-yelled to Ray, before looking the feral's clothing over. It was wearing an older military harness, along with an unadopted camouflage pattern uniform. Then Blaine saw the shoulder patch. A wolf donning a Mongolian helmet with the word sewn under: Huns. Blaine cursed as he fumbled to light a cigarette. This was not good. Not good at all.
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Ray shrugged as he started grabbing ammo and weapons, even though he wouldn't be using them.
"It would seem someone arrived before us." He sighed heavily. "Perhaps they found nothing they wanted?" Ray sighed again and started searching for some sort of bag to carry the extra weapons.
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Skye was quick to shoulder her rifle and fire short, controlled bursts to down the ferals, always aiming for the head. She activated the LED flashlight attachment and shone it in the darkness, looking out for any other threats.
"Skye to Blaine - any reason these ferals are in uniform?" Skye asked over the radio. "And is there anything I should be looking for up here, aside from hostiles?"
(Idea: Maybe Blaine or Ray can wind up finding something that Skye would recognize from her past here? Like a token or something from someone Skye believed to be dead?)
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"Some must be police officers. But we got Huns," Blaine replied over his radio, while gathering ammo for his rifle. He took an occasional glance to the door, checking for any more ferals.
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"Huns? Here?" Skye replied. "F***in' great. Something else to watch out for." She paused, another question coming to mind. "How the hell did Huns end up going feral?"
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"Well, that would explain it. Radiation burns and a whole hell of a lot of them," Blaine replied, having pulled the safe off the feral Hun. Patches of it's fur was gone and the skin was discolored, reddish and burned. "Wonder if they finally started finding those nuclear caches," He muttered into the radio, while checking the harness pouches for any supplies or intel. A clip for a handgun and flares were all Blaine found.
Standing up, Blaine cracked the top of one of the flares and a bright red light engulfed the room. He moved to the door, slowly inching out. Finally getting his arm out of the doorway, the hall seemed clear. Blaine sighed in relief, until a feral came around the corner. It latched onto his harness and growled in his face.
Falling to the floor, his rifle discharged multiple times before landing across the room. The flare landed next to Blaine, who was pinned under the feral. "Help, for the love of Christ, get the hell off me!" Blaine yelled, his radio picking up the entire commotion. He struck the feral twice before it snapped at his throat. He could hardly keep the canine back, gripping at it's jaw.
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Ray dropped the bag immediately, and slipped over to Blaine. His knife leapt up, both catching the feral's spine through his neck and throwing the offender off of Blaine. Ray's arcing swipe did not stop there, and brought the creature to a nearby pillar. He gripped the thing's snout with his free paw, and snapped the feral's head upwards. Ray crushed the rotting thing's face, before beheading the creature. He turned to Blaine, and offered a paw up, saying quietly. "Others may come now."
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Blaine grabbed his paw and lifted himself up, quickly grabbing his rifle. "Skye, get back to the garage. We're gonna bug out, we'll set up camp in the woods outside town. Better than this death trap." He finished, letting his shoulder radio go. Hearing moans and movement down the hall, Blaine pulled out another grenade. Instead of it being a canister though, it was shaped almost like a pineapple. He pulled the pin and chucked it down the hallway.
Ducking back around the corner, the grenade blew up and rocked the building. Blaine slowly propped himself back up and looked to Ray before saying, "Get that bag, we're gonna haul ass back to the trucks and wait for Skye." He lit another flare, then lit a cigarette with the flare. Taking a long drag, he flipped the switch on his rifle from semi-auto to full auto.
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Skye needn't be told twice as she dashed back for the Humvee. Damn it to hell... she thought irritatedly. She stopped in her tracks when her weapon's LED Flashlight reflected off something - a pair of dogtags. She snatched them up, but when she examined it, her heart nearly stopped.
But she couldn't ponder what she saw on the tags right now. She pocketed the tags hastily - one of the tags hung loosely out of her armor's pocket - and made a mad dash for the garage.
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Kanorado Police Department, Sub Level (Holding Cells)
Gypsie had run into a band of Raiders who sold her off to the Huns. The Huns locked her in a rusty cell in the basement of the Police Department, and forgot about her frequently, and today was supposed to be when she was fed, but when the Huns in the basement turned feral just as the others entered the building, they ran off, but the explosion from above jostled the roof of her cell and the door to it fell, so she started to make a run for it, seemingly sluggish as she stumbled up a set of stairs to the first floor.
Kanorado Police Department, First Level (Armory)
Gyspie stumbled up the stairs, seeing a bakpack leaning against a wall she lept at it, desperately looking through the bag of weapons to find food, any food as the radiation had no effect on her body, and yet she still looked as lovely as ever and not a shriveled up thumb-face.
Gypsie threw piece after piece from the bag, them littering the ground as she continued to look. Her body wasn't in a good condition as she looked Ghoulish, with her skin tightly hugging her skeleton and her raspy breathing.
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Kanorado Police Department, First Level (Garage)
Blaine stood guard at the hallway entrance, giving Ray cover to get everything loaded up. "Be careful in the stairwell, Skye, I swear I saw a feral. Didn't come at me but sure as hell looked like one," He radioed in. Kicking another flare down the hall, he turned back to the vehicles and climbed in the Humvee to start it.
After starting the vehicle, Blaine jumped out and opened the garage doors. Everything was clear outside, almost like nothing had happened. Running back to the hallway, he ducked back down and continued to watch the hall for hostiles.
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Ray brought up the pistol, arm fully extended. He started slowly towards the interior of the police department, ready to bring down the elusive feral. Though, his gut instincts told him that the target in question was not feral. Ray kept the pistol's safety on, but kept the knife in a comfortable ready position.
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As Ray entered the area where Gypsie was near, he'd see a pile of guns against a wall, then another followed and hit the wall, then the burlap gym bag, followed by a tired and wavering cry.
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Skye dashed into the garage and nearly collided with the Humvee. "What was that about a Feral you weren't sure of?" she asked Blaine.
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"Ray went looking for it." Blaine said, watching the depot doors. He tensed up as he heard a cry coming from inside the building. He grabbed his radio and called in to Ray, "What's going on? You need us?"
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Skye grumbled and readied her ACR. "Ray, if I have to pull your *** out of rubble, I'm gonna be pissed!" she growled over the radio.
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Blaine just laughed, shaking his head as he lit a cigarette. "He'd better hope the feral gets him first then." Blaine said before standing up and walking around the doors.
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Ray spotted the guns and slowly rounded the corner, whispering.
"Shi'zes? Edo kototan?" He hoped the 'feral' would either respond in Ray's own tongue or in another language. The raccoon had removed his radio, to better hear and be stealthy.
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Gypsie perked up and turned around, her sensitive ears hearing the footsteps, so she stood up and started stumbling around the wall, her body looking deathly skinny, but her grunts weren't feral, neither was her footing, she simply looked tired and hurt.
Gypsie attempted to speak, it coming out sloppy and raspy, "Please... No... hurt...", she spoke English the best she could, it not being her native language, but she understood it.
Gypsie stumbled further towards Ray, "Water... Food... please...", she looked o tired, as if she had been up for days with no end. Gypsie's belly rumbled with hunger.
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Ray sighed in relief. "Thank brass, you speak." He smiled, reached into his cloak, and withdrew a granola bar. "Here, for you."
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Blaine stood outside the police station depot, smoking. He kept his rifle close, watching for any signs of Huns or more ferals.
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Skye stood next to him, her ACR poised to fire at a moment's notice. "Think he's dead?" she asked him.
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Gypsie sulked towards Ray, her eyes narrowing on the bar before leaping at Ray, going for the bar.
Once she had it, she undid the wrapper and sat on top of Ray, munching on the bar greedily.
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"Ehh, I'd say yes, but we haven't heard any screaming yet so.." Blaine replied, still looking off in the distance.
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some sort of jet airplane broke through the atmopshere coming in almost red hot the plane would appear as a metorite to anybody within 10 miles,but to those closer especially those nearby, they might be able to make out the shape of the craft (http://wiki.mechlivinglegends.net/images/thumb/8/89/Sulla.jpg/300px-Sulla.jpg) decending rapidly the plane soon crashed with a loud bang out in an empty barren field crushing a random raider patrol as it slid across the dirt digging a 3 foot trench into the dirt as it slid to a stop the wrekage a huge mess of mangled metal, but somehow the cockpit was almost entierly intact.
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Skye heard the distant banging of a crashing ship, and her gaze shifted to the distance. "Tell me I'm not the only one who heard that..." she requested.
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Two huns had survived being landed on by the plane ,though one had a broken arm the other just a scratch.
The wounded hun approched, the cockpit of the mangled craft, hoping to score an easy haul of technology, however when he tried to peek into the cockpit, a blue light emitted in the cokpit some sort of bolt hitting him in the head, the raider falling backwards onto the ground with a thud.
Ignoreing the screaming of the wounded hun, who was holding his wound with one hand ,the other seeming to be a lieutenant or higher rank than the other ,by his clothing approached the cockpit.
The cockpit sprung open a silver vixen popping out carrying some sort of weapon fired some blue bolts at the raider hitting him in his left shoulder.
The Hun flinched when the plasma bolts hit his shoulder, but was mostly undettered by the shots shakily raising his weapon a sort of AK model assault rifle to fire.
The vixen clicked the gun's trigger ,but it made a error sort of sound, "Dammit." The vixen growled under her breath, ducking back down into the cockpit for cover, pulling out a sort of bottle (http://pnmedia.gamespy.com/planetdoom.gamespy.com/oldimages/doom3_item_ammo_plsm.jpg) from a magazine pouch on her armor, she 'cracked' open the weapon the buttstock 'cracking open from the rest of the weapon revealing the end of another bottle in the gun, not glowing a luminesient, like the other bottle, the vixen quickly replaced the bottle, reloading the weapon, the gun making a sort of buzzing sound as she put the bottle in clicking the buttstock back, she prepared to pop up for another shot at the raider.
Bottle (http://pnmedia.gamespy.com/planetdoom.gamespy.com/oldimages/doom3_item_ammo_plsm.jpg)
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"Nope, heard it too. It came from over there," Blaine replied, pointing off in to the distance. He finished his cigarette and waved for Skye to follow him back inside. It was almost imperative that they figure out what that noise was.
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Ray grunted as Gypsie landed on him, and chuckled as she fed on the granola bar. "No food in a long time?" He patted her ankle, and sighed. "Let me stand."
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ilot poppoed bak up- firing a burst of blue energy at the riader, hitting him square in the chest, unhindered the raaider clicked his rifles tigger, his AK jamming "DAMMIT! th raider cursed. While the raider was busy complaining about his gun the pilot, jumped out of the cockpit ran up- to him and slammed her gun into the Hun's face.
The hun fell to the ground tremblng in pain,
The pilot aimed the gun at the raider and clicked the trigger again, the weapon making the same error sound as before, the gun wa emtpy again. The silver vixen now mad that he had not only be shot down ,but had to deal with these in her opinion 'dumb' raiders slammed the rifle down on the hun's stomach, causing him to spit out something, extending her claws she prepared to finish off the two huns that were still alive with her bare hand and claws..
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***Police Station, First Floor***
Gyspie looked down at Ray, sticking the last bit of the bar in her mouth, looking down at him and glancing her hands over his body, it feeling ticklish to Ray as she tried to find more food as her belly rumbled quite loudly.
Gysie could easily be thrown off of Ray as her body isn't all that strong currently or heavy.
***Near Nari's Wrecked ship***
Angel's chains clanked against each other as she peered at Nari eviscerating the men who abused her for so long. Angel wanted to be happy but possibilities rang through her head of if this person would come after her next, so fearing for her life she tried to run, but forgetting about the peg in the ground keeping her there she fell over and did manage to sit back up, crying as she was scared, groaning as she gripped her belly. She would continue to whine from hunger and fear.
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Skye followed Blaine inside, her rifle still ready to fire. She wondered what exactly that booming was, but she imagined she'd find out soon enough.
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Blaine walked over to the hallway entrance and yelled, "Hey, unless you're dead or dying, let's go! We got something to check out on the outskirts," He finished before walking back to the Humvee.
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The silver vixen spotted something unusual on the raider ,an oversized pistol and various pistol barrels were hung on the hun's belt.
With a smirk she took the weapon and the pistol barrels, and shot the raider dead with the .50 cal pistol, the recoil almost forcing the pilot onto her back as she had not expected such a 'kick to the weapon, after shooting dead the other hun, her ears perked picking up the ratteling of metal, someone else was nearby.
The silver vixen not 'sensing' anything else nearbye, picked up her rifle stowing it on her back holstered the pistol in a holster on her kama's belt, putting the other barrels into pouches on her armor and approached the source of the rattling metal chain, drawing closer to Angel, as she did a abrupt warning beep began to emit from the crashed ship, the pilot paying it no mind.
The cockpit's power system having been damaged in the crash had been forced into some sort of feedback loop that was causing the core to overload. The cockpit exploded in flames sending a shockwave of air across the ground in a small area, and a ploom of dark blue smoke rising into the air. When the smoke had cleared nothing even salvagable was left what few pieces of metal left were too small to be even used as scrap and what did remain of the ship was unusable to any on the planet anyway, where the cockpit was the dirt had been turned to pure glass. in about a meter wide circle, with only the skeletal remains of the outer hull of the ship, even the nearby corpses had been burnt away, except for the two the pilot had killed, their lifless bodies just laying there rotting away.
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Ray, sighing heavily, removed Gypsie gingerly from himself. "If you want more food, you must follow me." He stood, and offered another granola bar. "There is more."
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***Near Nari's Wrecked ship***
Angel heard the footsteps come closer and she simply froze, but that didn't stop her fast-paced breathing, making her chest rapidly rise and fall, thus causing the chains to lightly clank together when she exhaled.
She looked in the direction Nari would come into her view, at least where she thought Nari would enter her vision, but she could not wait any longer. Angel heard the screams of pain and got up as quick as she could, having managed to have gotten the peg that kept her there out of the ground.
Angel stood up, not looking back as her scrawny and thin legs carried her as fast they could, which was but faster slightly than a brisk fast walk. The chains clanked loudly as she ran, attracting a hostile mutated giant scorpion that started to charge towards Angel, but she did not see the creature charging for her, it quickly getting closer to her.
***Police Station, First Floor***
Gypsie eyed the bar and snatched it, following after Ray as she hungrily ate the bar, but just as she heard other voices, she closely hid behind Ray, wanting him to protect her as she skittishly looked around her for those voices.
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***Abandoned house near where the ship crashed***
Glycerine wan standing in his homemade laboratory, making yet another explosive concoction, when he saw some big fireball breaking through the sky, and crashing. He thought to himself "yet another plane shot down by the Huns, huh?"
And thats when he saw some blue light coming from the crash site. "could that be some sort of copperchloride mixture made explosive?" He mumbled to himselv. "If it is then I have to know how to make it because I have lots of copper laying around" he continued.
After a quick rush through the laboratory, he was ready to leave his shack and head towards the crash site.
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Angel would hear a loud gunshot behind her followed by the clicking and ratteling of the Mutated scorpian's carapace plates as it fell dead, shot by no- one other than Nari, who , seemed to be chasing after Angel, pistol holstered, easily able to catch up with her normal paced walk.
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Angel eeped as she heard the gun shot, spinning around and tripping backward onto the curved square backpack, Angel now belly up and looking at Nari, her eyes wide as she saw Nari get closer and closer, making Angel really scared, fearing what she was going to do as her struggles to get up were met with the rattling of the chains. The rattling carried over in the wide silent area.
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Ray stepped from the station with Gypsie in tow. "Blaine? I have found a new friend!" He jerked upright, as he spotted the smoke from the crash. "What is smoke? Campfires?" Ray reached behind him, drawing his folded-up rifle. "If you investigate, Blaine, I shall defend from the station roof."
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Kanorado Police Station, First Level (Depot)
"Alright, we'll take the Humvee," Blaine replied, climbing into the vehicle. He started up the engine and turned the radio on. He tuned it to their personal radio channel and waited for Skye to get on the gun. Before Ray would leave, Blaine looked to him and said, "Then we'll have a talk about your..friend." He looked at Gypsie before going back to focusing on the smoke trail.
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Nari sighed setting a candy bar near angel, stepping away walking at least 10 feet from angel (what is her species?) The silver vixen set out some sort of device with a solar panel on it.
Placing some of those odd bottles (http://pnmedia.gamespy.com/planetdoom.gamespy.com/oldimages/doom3_item_ammo_plsm.jpg) into the device she flipped a switch and sat down legs crossed on the ground, eyes closed ,ears constantly twitching, searching for sounds as she sat there almost motionless her armor covering the movment of her stomach as she calmly breathed.
The bottles (http://pnmedia.gamespy.com/planetdoom.gamespy.com/oldimages/doom3_item_ammo_plsm.jpg) in the device were void of color inside ,but slowly as the devise worked, the url=http://pnmedia.gamespy.com/planetdoom.gamespy.com/oldimages/doom3_item_ammo_plsm.jpg]bottles began to glow a luminecent blue, glow growing brighter and brighter as the devise 'filled' them with energy or some sort used the power the pilot's odd energy weapon.
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Skye looked over Gypsie briefly before getting on the gun of the Humvee and racking a round into the chamber. "Let's move, Blaine," she requested.
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The vehicle roared to life and Blaine took off out of the depot, towards the crash site. He kept his rifle in his lap, and kept his eye on the ever enclosing smoke trail.
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*** on a field with bushes between the abondoned house and the crash site ***
Glycerine was walking at a fast pace when he started to hear the sound of an engine. Thinking that the crash might have drawn both Huns and URA representives, he started to look through his quiver.
"Explosive arrow tip, tranquilizer, smoke screen, incendiary and.... why did I pack the vodka again? Oh well" he mumbled to himself.
He checked the compact bow was ready to fire if needed. He started to jog to get to the crash site faster, in the hopes of a easy snatch of some new technology
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***Near Nari's Wrecked ship***
Angel closed her eyes as Nari came close, bending down next to her, expecting something, but as she heard the crinkling of the wrapper, her eyes opened, seeing Nari walk away. Angel managed to roll over from her turtle position, grabbing the bar and now laying on her side, slowly opening the bar and biting it. Her face lit up and she started to cry, the bar being filled with so much flavor, and once she finished, Angel looked at Nari and tried to speak as loud as she could, it still being quite soft for volume, "Th... Thanks...", she then tried to stand up, it proving to be quite hard as her body shook, making the chains clank, but after she managed to stand she fell backwards.
There was a lock, seemingly made from a safe's padlock on her back, it was weathered and rusted.
***Police Station, exterior front ***
Gypsie kept hiding behind Ray, feeling awkward as the others stared at her before going. She then looked at Ray and spoke to him, "They hate me?"
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Ray shrugged, as he retrieved his radio. "I suppose." He started to climb the exterior of the station, headed for the roof. After a few moments, he was laying prone on the roof, his rifle scope trained on the crash-site. Ray pulled his cloak around himself, so he looked like nothing more than a pile of sand atop the station.
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a set of keys slid across the ground ,bumping into angel, Nari had taken them off the Huns she had killed, busy with her own thing she had gathered some rotting wood mostly twigs and was attempting to use some rocks she found to try and start a fire , her eyes constantly shifting to the device, then back at the pile of twigs she had gathered. The sun would be setting eventually it clearly wasn't morning and Nari didn't want to be caught off guard by any cold night weather.
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Ray spotted Nari as she moved about. He brought up his radio, and whispered. "Blaine. I see one stranger. Dead Huns nearby, must be stranger's kills. Be careful, three breath wait before my shot will reach." He maneuvered his scope to follow Nari, as he fiddled with the round between his fingers. He wondered how the hole in his paw would effect his shooting, praying it to be inconsequential.
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Outskirts, Kanorado Ruins
"Don't fire until I tell you," Blaine radioed back, before slamming on the brakes as they reached the crash site. He stopped and examined the strange aircraft before snapping back to reality. Hopping out of the Humvee, he lifted his rifle and gestured for Skye to hold her fire. Slowly he crept up around the ship, getting sight of the pilot starting a fire. Then he saw another passenger. Trying to stay quiet, he kept sneaking up on the two before stepping on a twig. It snapped. Loudly.
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The silver vixen's ears twitched ,not just hearing the twig break but also spotting something unsual in the distance, grabbing her rifle off her back she fell prone in the dirt, reloading (https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=p07L3E9Hh_4) the gun on her belly, with a spare 'clip' she tried to crawl into some nearby tall grass for some form of cover, unfortunatly having to leave Angel on her own. She really wasn't to concerned about her anyway being kinda focused on her own survival at the moment.
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Angel managed to get the backpack off it thud ding to the ground from how heavy it was with food, small weapons, some ammo, and a few bottled soft drinks.
Angel looked back at the bag that had illed her for so long turned away from it, stadium out in the open from where she was, stretching upward, her old hunchback leaving her along with a glad and long sigh. Afterwards she looked around for where Nari went, she wanted to show her thanks for helping her with getting that bag off and not hurting her as she was too preoccupied with the bag before that she did not see which way Nari ran.
Back with Ray, Gypsie found her own way to climb up sitting beside him, not realising the danger that she could be in.
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Glycerine was closing on the crash site. As he got closer he saw the Humvee, and to strangers, one getting out of it and starting to sneak around.
He prepared his bow with tranquilizer arrows.
When suddenly a loud sound of a twig snapping was heard.
"I'll let them fight it out before I go in and snatch the tech" He thought to himself.
He crouched down to avoid being seen.
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Skye held her fire, as requested, but was ready to open up at a moment's notice. Something didn't feel right with this.
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Blaine cursed and jumped up, pointing his rifle at the two. "Stop, stop, stop!" He yelled at the vixen, locking his sights on her. He paused, gritting his teeth as he waited for the next set of moves from these two.
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Nari raised her gun, aiming at Blaine "Under whose authority do you presume to tell me what to do?" Nari growled, a little annoyed that he attempted to aim at an unarmed individiual, namley Angel. "Why did you attempt to break into my ship and shoot at me?" she asked "Why should I Iisten to you?"
(On a side note blain if you didn't notice Nari and Angel are a a slight distance apart.)
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Angel looked around, hearing Nari's yelling, so she quickly went to run to her, a smile on her face, a smile that soon disappeared as she saw the gun trained on her, making her stop completely, frozen in place as tears started to fall from her face, "N-no... no shoot..."
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Skye came up to the scene armed with her modded ACR. "We didn't come here to attack you; we saw your ship go down and came to investigate," she told the vixen. "We thought it might be tied to the Huns or some raider group; But given your armaments, I can say you don't belong to either - who are you, and what are you doing here?"
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Somehow feeling Skye was telling the truth Nari lowered her weapon and slowly stood up, placing her plasma rifle back on her back "I'm Nari a mercenary..." She explained "As for why I'm here I could ask you the same thing, but you answered that, so..
I crashed here after something messed up my navigation computer, looking at this place it could be all the radiation." Nari explained. "But on that note Something shot me down as i entered the atmosphere.. I'd say a large projectile weapon likely manned by some of the dead guys back by the wreakage."She finished. "Now I don't know about you ,but if they did shoot me down and thier 'squad i landed on and killed didn't report back in time, you think they might send someone to look for them?" She asked "We should move. And judging by how they had her tied down she's a slave I freed." the silver vixen added pointing to Angel.
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Blaine nodded and lowered his rifle, putting his hand out and mouthing I'm sorry. He had remembered the various slaves the Huns kept, and how they treated them. "Well, if we're leaving, let's do it." Blaine said, gesturing to the Humvee.
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Ray, only hearing what Blaine was saying through the radio, was watching the scene unfold through the rifle scope. He saw Blaine make some strange movement with his hand and, with his radio crackling, heard Blaine say 'Do it'. Instead of affirming the command, Ray loosed a shot aiming just beside Nari, close enough to possibly make her drop to her belly. The 20 millimeter round slammed against the crashed plane, sending out a shower of sparks and lead shards. The roaring report of the rifle reached not five seconds later. The raccoon had another round loaded in the single shot rifle before the first casing hit the ground. He had not, however, taken into consideration that Gypsie may not have ever fired a gun, and that the report could've damaged her hearing, or potentially deafen her.
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Glycerine prepared a smoke tip, for a distration snatch and grab, without any confrontation.As Glycerine was preparing the ambush on the group, that now had lowered their weapon and guard was surprised when a shot sounded and he suddenly was doused with sparks and lead shards.
Getting shocked to almost been hit he lost control of the arrow and it fired into the ground between the group and him.
The arrow stuck quite deep in the ground and therefore most of the smoke, that would normally fill the area with dense smoke quite fast, now only made a insignificant trail of smoke.
Because the smoke couldn't escape the arrow tip, it exploded with a large bang.
Glycerine still confused and in shock of almost being hit, didn't notice the arrow exploding.
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"Dammit!" Nari Growled grabbing her plasma rifle again and aiming at Ray , having spotted him from the glint on his rifle scope, moving towards the humvee for cover, when the arrow exploded she was even further convinced the huns were attacking "Where are they all?" She asked looking around as she ducked behind the Humvee.
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Angel sulked as Nari pointed to her, screaming as Ray's rifle scared her, causing her to curl up in instinct, it being natural for her as the slavers used to shoot at her feet, not hitting her, but at times she would crouch and curl up in fear. After a few moments she had noticed that things were escalating and she dove behind a boulder in the ground.
Back at the police station, Gypsie was writhing on the ground. Her hyperactive ears ringing loudly as she rolled and groaned on the ground, not thinking to crouch down to get out of view, "Nnnnnn... nnnnnahhh...."
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When the shot rang out, the last thing Skye considered was that it was Ray who took the shot as she screamed, "Sniper! Scatter!!!" She ducked behind the Humvee and barked int her radio, "Ray, you got eyes on any snipers? Over!"
Across from Ray, another presence made itself known more subtly in the form of a laser dot making its way toward Ray's head. An unidentified voice would tell him over the radio, "Shoot at her again, and the area to your right gets a bloody paint job."
Skye's eyes went wide, as though she heard a ghost, and her gaze was directed upwards, toward the rooftops. "Could it really be...?" she mused.
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Collapsed on the ground next to Angel, Blaine cursed as he held his face. The exploding arrow had scattered shrapnel, while having missed everyone else, that partly clipped his face. Blood poured from between his fingers as he gripped his face. "Who...the hell..is that?" He slurringly said to Skye, struggling to pull himself up.
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Ray released his rifle, and placed his paws just above his head. "If I had wanted to hurt, she would not draw breath."
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Glycerine got out of the shock of almost loosing his head. He heard "Sniper, Scatter!!!" and thought to himself, "I better get some tech now and get the hell out of here before I become a moving target on a shooting range"
He crouched and slowly got to the side of the shipwrech that was opposite of the strangers. He quickly found a hole in which he could crawl through to the inside of the plane. Once inside he started to search for anything that could be of use or could explain the blue light he saw earlier.
He found something that looked like a safe, and became determined on that he had to open or atleast try to open whatever it was. He took a vial of nitroglycerine out of the labcoat and threw it towards the safe.
A really loud BOOM was heard
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Hearing another explosion, Nari had enough, unlaching the door to the humvee she jumped inside unpacking from her pack that had been on her back a set of grey and black armor. (http://orig05.deviantart.net/de0c/f/2010/142/e/5/gdi_commando_by_darkemperor00.jpg)
Working quickly she uncliped the belt to her kama, set her weapons down and got into the armor the tail cover clicking shut around her tail, setting the bluish silver visored helmet
on her head, joints hissing and snapping, the headpiece connecting to the rest of the armor, Nari reattached her kama leaving the dragon skin taticle armor in the humvee, she stepped outside her plasma rifle drawn.
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Ray released his rifle, and placed his paws just above his head. "If I had wanted to hurt, she would not draw breath."
The laser sight settled on the center of Ray's head, and the unidentified person on the radio growled, "That sounded awfully close to a threat; and I don't take threats all that well..."
Skye's breath got quiet, and a tear formed in her eye. "James..." she whispered.
"... but, fortunately for you, I've been here long enough. Know that I watch over you all; especially you, Skye - and you know all to well the reason why," "James" stated.
"... how...?" Skye managed to ask.
"A story for another time," James answered. At that moment, the laser sight vanished, and a shadow on a rooftop across from Ray rose and dashed away like a blur.
Skye, however, seemed to be in shock, as though she'd seen a ghost and got gut-kicked at the same time.
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Blaine sat against the Humvee, tearing open a bandage. He pressed the gauze against his face, putting pressure on the gash. Looking up, he grabbed his rifle and laid it in his lap. "Okay, what in...the hell..is going on?!" Blaine slurringly yelled, both to the ones around him and in his radio. Taping the gauze to his face, Blaine pulled himself up and leaned against the hood of the vehicle.
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Nari growled and tapped Blaine on the shoulder, "Common it's not safe here." the armored Silver vixen noted, stepping over to Skye to 'break' her out of shock.
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Gypsie managed to get herself together, groaning as she crawled next to Ray, seeing his ghostly expression. Gypsie placed a hand on Ray's shoulder, "You okay?", she said in a stuttered and soft tone, her ears still ringing from the shot.
Angel saw Nari running around so she got out from behind the rock, slowly walking towards Nari, looking around skittish like frightened deer, her tail flicking and waving behind her.
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As the nitroglycerine exploded and send scraps of metal in all directions, which ricochet inside the plane making even more noice. As Glycerine saw what he had found he forgot all about being sneaky and looked in awe.
"if this is really what I think it is, I could revolutionize my pin point explosive arrows"
He grapped the strange looking metal from inside the safe and began to walk out of the plane.
He was so occupied with his discovery that he forgot he was not alone and ended up infront of the plane. It was then he realised that he forgot about time and space, and now was looking right at the humvee and the strangers he tried to hide from.
One even had bandages on the head and was looking quite scary
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"You. Stop right there," Blaine yelled to the scavenger, lifting his pistol. He composed himself and then turned back to the scavenger, waiting for his next move.
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realising that he now was at gun point and not really knowing what to do he lifted his head and looked at the one holding him at gun point
"Don't shoot, we can share" was the only thing he could think come up with, still trying to realise how big a mistake he had made
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Nari turned around to face the salvager. "No none of it is up for salvage or sale, that's my..." the armored silver vixen said stopping to think of how to hide a critical detail in her crashed plane "PLane not anybody elses not you not the raiders." She paused and turned to blaine. "and not yours."
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Glycerine looks at the armored vixen, and thinks to himself "what is she hiding? why is she so defensive about this?"
After a second of thought he rambled "why so defesive about this? I mean, not to be rude or anything, but your plane is a wreck and we could put it to good use"
After saying that he remembered he was still at gunpoint and the vixen was quite armored.
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Skye reverted back to her natural instincts in an instant, arriving on the scavenger's flank and pointing her modded ACR at him. "Care to explain your presence here?" she asked, her voice ice cold, even though modulated to some degree by the breath mask and her eyes seemingly glowing in the rapidly-fading light of day.
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"Or why you're sneaking around and stealing parts, science guy?" Blaine asked, looking at the scavenger's labcoat. The sun began to set, so Blaine turned the Humvees' spotlight on and moved the vehicle to illuminate the crash site.
While still sitting in the vehicle, Blaine radioed in to Ray. "Bring the truck and get down here, we got some...new developments," He said before putting the mic back on it's receiver. Putting the gun back in his holster, he hopped out of the vehicle and walked back to the circle made around the scavenger.
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Ray shook his head, and picked up his rifle. He looked on at the crash site, before turning his attention to the sky. With a flushed face and worried expression, the raccoon started scanning the nearby hills, buildings, and anything taller than himself. "W-We must find inside before the sun drops, and the moon arrives," he whispered, "the Hunters begin their d'ohbah khtin soon." He crouched lower before continuing. "I do not wish to be outside."
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Glycerine looked at the fox who now had him at gunpoint.
"Well if you must know, I came here because I saw an explosion and a blue light. Hoping the light might be some sort of copper complex, I could use as fuel for my explosives."
He showed them what he was holding.
"you see this? If I could fiddle with this I might be able to make some incredible things. Though I didn't plan on getting caught by any means."
Now turning to the guy with bandages on his face.
"I wouldn't really call it stealing.. more like.. burrowing without permission."
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Nari stood there eyes locked onto the stanger despite the ever decreasing light in the sky, Nari being a fox could see well in the dark so it didn't bug her much ,what bugged her is what could be stirring around at night, she'd already seen a giant Scorpion.
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Skye took notice of the fading light. "We'll need to find shelter somewhere," she suggested. "Blaine, any ideas?"
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Angel slowly walked closer to Nari, her vision in the dark being nearly perfect, but her view did drop off at night half a km away, also, her body provided a bit of light as night descended on the group.
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"Whats wrong with the building back there?" The silver vixen asked pointing to the police station with one hand her other giving angel another oddly highly nutritious candy bar, from a pocket on her armor.
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Angel grabbed the bar, quickly going to eat it, the interior of her mouth being lit up with swirls of blue yellow and white, "Thank... you...", she said taking another bite.
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"Ferals, would rip us to shreds in our sleep. Let's head out to one of the houses on the outskirts," Blaine said, pointing to a two-story country home in the distance. He hopped back in to the Humvee and started it up, revving the engine slightly.
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"Ever hear of standing 'whatch'?" Nari grumbled, not too keen on the idea of staying in a wooden house that for all they know could be infested with giant roaches. Still growling in dissaproval, the silver vixen jumped into the back of the HUMMWV, trying to pull Angel inside with her, leaving the door open she spoke to Glycerine. "Those are just field rations..." The armored vixen explaind what the crazy scintist had stolen from 'her' plane
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Angel almost tripped as she was pulled I'm with Nari, looking concerned as she felt the tension that was building. She held the bar in her hand, looking at it with interest as to why it tasted so good!
As she settled next to Nari, she smiled at her and leaned up against Nari, nuzzling her neck, trying to forget a past experience with Ferals, having had one scratch her which had made her deftly sick before.
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Skye looked over the "scientist" one last time, then headed for the Humvee and jumping in the passenger side. She looked for a long time to her left hand, but it was unclear why.
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Glycerine look at them all as they started to ready up to leave the scene. He realised it was too late to return to the lab before the night would hit.
"So.. eh.. I'm kinda stranded here. Mind if I tag along? If you don't want to to acompany you to whereever you go please atleast give me a ride to a place to crash for the night."
He looked at them hoping they would bring him along, otherwise he would have to face the night, which was not on his wish list.
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Nari now somewhat relaxed, now noticed angel wasn't wearing anything and pulled some stuff out of her pack, some sort of cloth, a raincoat, her spare kama and some odd bottle some sort of glue.
Extending her claws she cut the cloth a bit handing it to angel 2 minutes later, a hastily made tunic shirt with a small skirt like opening at the bottom, next she handed the dragon the raincoat "put this over the cloth " the vixen instructed. The cloth would serve as a soft covering to prvent the dragons scalees and skin from sticking to the raincoat. Next Nari would assist Angel in putting the spare kama and dragon skin (https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTjeBYW7FtCF8GrScDjpROLzi45NQ83igcNpyA-s_IZ_-AtYe9B) on
at leasrt giving the dragon some protection, unfotunatly leaving the bottom open, Nari not having anything to settle that problem, yeti
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Angel was shivering before Nari started to help dress Angel, looking at the makeshift crude clothing that now covered her body. Angel was overly happy now from Nari being so kind to her that she started to tear up, shoving herself into Nari to hug her, not paying too much attention to the Kama as she thought it was just a decoration.
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Kanorado Wastes, 21:47 CST
Blaine stared at Nitro for a moment before lighting a cigarette. "Alright, hop on the back." Blaine replied, clasping his lighter shut. The sun had set and the area was pitch black, apart from the headlights. Blaine pulled his rifle close and put a paw to his facial bandage. It was sore but the bleeding had finally ceased which was a good sign.
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Ray stared up at the night sky, and sighed happily. "The moon is absent. The Hunters forgo this night." He looked to the edge of the station and offered Gypsie a paw. "Climb upon my back, I will help you down."
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Skye waited to get underway, still staring at her hand. "How is it possible...?" she whispered so softly, barely audible even to anyone in the immediate vicinity.
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(can Kai just hop in like she has been here orr does she like catch up and be like ' I'm assigned to you guys'?)
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((Just catch up with the thread. You'll be back at the police station with Ray, watching over the technical truck. At least until the group arrives.))
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(ok thx for being so patient)
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Glycerine, took of his quiver and jumped in on the backseat.
He forgot all about just being at gunpoint a few moments easlier and asked the passengers of the humvee.
"So where are you guys headed anyways?"
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"Well, if we're going to avoid a fate as a ornament on a Hun wall, we're heading down to Texas," Blaine replied, looking at Glycerine through the rear view mirror. He looked back to the crash site, more specifically at the pilot and the supposed slave.
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At the police station Kai finished up being briefed after the others. She was to haul *ss till she found the others. She was given a small black dirt-bike. Perfect. She thought, pulling up her black scarf for her face. She sat on it, revving after the group.
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LATER
She skidded in the dirt, her eyes picking up movements with her fox-like dessert vision. She spotted a shrouded figure on top of a station. Looked to be a police outpost, she hopped off the bike, hiding it in the small shrub and vegetation and silently made her way to the garage of the police station. Upon getting there she slid down on the side of the building. She pulled out a metal stick-like thing made of two rectangular rods put together with a complicated flip lock at the top. she began flipping it, catching it again and again. It made a satisfying slap noise.
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Kanorado Police Department, Outer Area (Depot Entrance) 22:13 CST
The vehicle arrived at the depot entrance, the outer lights now dimly lit from the emergency generators. They stopped by Kai and Blaine leaned out the window. "Hey, follow us in and shut those depot doors," He said, before pulling and parking in the depot. Blaine hopped out and quickly shut the doors to the main building.
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She slipped the metal into her pocket looking up. She thought she saw some dragon one side of her face tried to smile when she saw Blaine, the other side groaned at not being briefed on all the pieces on the chest board. All that came out was a groan and she limped inside.
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"I don't see what is so dangerous about a bunch of ferals, whatever they are, I'd evevolunteer to clear them out for you." The silver vixen offered.
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"Ferals? A problem? No way, those are easy!" said Kai, slipping out her metal rod and flipping it once more. "I''m nocturnal by the way."
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"Add Huns to that. This was a slaver post. Found some dead ones in the armory, must've locked themselves in." Blaine replied, tossing bags into the bed of the trucks. "Regardless, they are bound to send a recon pack. But while we were out at the crash site, I noticed another building. Looked moderately unscathed, would be perfect to hole up in." He finished, grabbing the final bag and tossing it in the Humvee. Shutting the trunk, Blaine put out his cigarette and pulled a map out from his chest rig.
He laid the map out on the technical's hood, smoothing it out and pointing out their location. "From the looks of it, the building is about five minutes to the south at high speed. We'll shack up there, clear it out and figure out what we're doing after." Blaine said, looking to Nari and the others for their input.
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She shrugged, "I'm good with whatever as long as I have something to do." she said, twitching. "And where the heck did you find a Celestial Dragon and a Silver Vixen." she studied the Vixen. "Wait a minute... I know you... The last time I saw you, you were barely a core with some metal on it."
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Nari turned to the fennec, with a low growl, breath and voice slightly muffled by the respirator on her helmet. "If your talking to me your mistaken, we've never met, and if you did know me you'd be dead..." the silver vixen replied shuffling around in her armor
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"Oh but Nari," she said crossing her arms. "Didn't somebody need to steal the materials to engineer such a marvel." She said beaming. She shivered and twitched. "Didn't someone need to keep you a secret, plug the leaks? Kill the study material? Do you know how much life was taken, to make such a marvelous, beautiful weapon?"
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Ray watched the truck approached through the rifle scope, but quickly folded his rifle up as Blaine dismounted. He looked to Gypsie a moment, before scaling back down the wall. Like a desert Batman, Ray jumped down the last story, his cloak splaying out behind him. The dusty raccoon smiled happily as Blaine dismounted . "I am glad you returned, Blaine. I am sorry I could not provide more protection, I was bested by another." He looked around at the others and, upon spotting Nari, grinned widely. "I am happy I did not wish to kill you, stranger."
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Kai snorted, "It would be harder than an explosion to kill her. I should know, I've had to hunt down lesser manufactured mercenaries."
She shrugged. "Okay, actually I don't know you." she said, pursing her lips, then she smiled and frowned at the same time. It contorted her face and she continued with her talking. "You just... Don't seem natural to me. High tech. Hard to kill. I'm amazed the shrapnel didn't get you yet. It sounded like there was plenty of explosions, I know your name though. Some jobs were taken and your name slipped. Nari. Took a couple bribes." she shrugged, turning to Blaine. She grinned, sadness plain in her eyes. "Long time no see eh?" she said with a shaky voice.
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Hearing somebody mention explosions
"Uh, yeah the explosions was kinda my bad, but if you ever need something to go boom come to me" he said confident.
He jumped out of the humvee and up next to the bear, looking at the map.
"Havent been much south of here, to be honest. Been in my lab for quite some time, but I think its a good idea" he said looking at the bear
He turned to everyone.
"I don't think I have introduced myself yet, and if we are journeying together, we might aswell know eachother a little?" He then comtinue
"I'm Nitro, chemist and biologist, with special focus on things going boom"
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The fennec fox looked up, "I think I like this guy! Though I do more cloak and dagger an explosion could be helpful..."
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Nari growled "You have no idea what your getting into."Nari said still growling, gussing she got her name from the name on her chestplate."At least im not asking for my muzzle to be slammed into my skull, you better choose your nect words to me carefully."
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Lifting his rifle, Blaine hammered on the trigger. The room filled with a cascade of deafening cracks until Blaine stopped. "Enough! You two can kill each other after this damned job is over!" He roared, looking at both Kai and Nari. Throwing his rifle back down in the Humvee, he turned back and yanked the depot doors open.
"In the vehicles. Now." Blaine ordered, he wasn't going to let anything screw this job over especially two mercenaries. As he climbed into the driver seat of the Humvee, he looked to Nitro. "Sorry 'bout that. We'll finish at the next building."
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She snorted "Not sure I can kill her once on a level field. And she isn't even on this job but yea ok sure. Sorry." She said trying to be sincere she shifted and looked ashamed. "I-it's my horrible personality and metabolism acting up." She said to the Vixen, twitching she held out a solem hand, not expecting to actually get a handshake or anything back.
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(I go to work for a few hours, and look what happens. Trying to leave me in the dust?)
Skye remained hands-off, remained silent until they got moving again. She looked back at Nitro, her eyes still having that odd glow as she offered a hand. "Skye," she introduced herself.
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(lol. we dont need to try)
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Nari shurgged havin been in the humvee the whole time. Not really able to move with Angel on her anyway in the back seat of the humvee.
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She put the hand down shrugging then did a thing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PJnHLhuBh6Q) with her metal rod, opening and closing it to reveal a knife. (skip to 2:30 in the video to see what I mean)
Post Merge: June 09, 2017, 11:58:12 PM
She hopped into the tactical,
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Angel felt Nari growing angry, and as Angel had seen too many deaths in her time with the huns, she didn't want more bloodshed, however, this same attitude she saw in her previous dead captors, and seeing in the new fennec seemed to anger her, which in this case was bad since Angel was a kind creature. Angel stopped leaning on Nari, wondering what she was going to do, supporting her next move as her own body seemed to boil as evidence of her red starred bits on her muzzle.
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The fennec smelled something resembling fear, she shrugged, tracing it to the dragon. "So where did you come from?"
Post Merge: June 10, 2017, 02:09:37 AM
(talking to ray btw)
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((Sorry for pushing forward fast, guys. I'm going to start a posting order once we get to the building after this post so we can slow down and story build.))
Blaine sighed and looked up into the rear view. "Sorry about that. She...asks a little too much," He said over the engine, looking directly at Nari and the dragon. Checking to see if everyone was in, Blaine backed the Humvee out of the depot and hit the road. The technical followed, hopefully, right behind them.
Turning the radio on, he turned the volume down so it was just audible enough to the occupants. It still played his metal CD, from the beginning of the trip. They passed by destroyed businesses and homes before finally reaching the building Blaine saw. A sign was outside, reading Danielson Library.
Danielson Library, Kanorado, 23:07 CST
Blaine stopped and parked in front of the library, lifting his rifle up to the door. He grabbed his bag and threw it up on the porch. "Alright, let's clear it out and find a spot to sleep." He said, walking up to the door.
(Okay, posting order is as follows:
1 - Blaiiine
2 - Romulan
3 - Ray
4 - Alex
5 - Razuel
6 - Lawleit
7 - Cuzyeahboi
I made it in the joining order, but the ones who need to post before this starts is Alex and Lawleit. After those two, we'll begin the posting order.)
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(k cool)
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(( I feel like an idiot, I completely forgot Ray on the posting order. Fixed it, didn't mean to mess that up. Apologies. ))
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Nari just sat still in the humvees back seat ignoring the fennec , laying back into the sestbleaving Angel alone, shs had sabed the dragon after all.
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Kai pulled out an old, weather beaten MP3 and black earphones so scratched they were white. She popped the earphones in, listening to Rag'N'Bone Man - Human.
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(Very well.)
Skye stepped out with her modded ACR at the ready, looking for both something foolish enough to present itself as a hostile target and some sign that the man they'd encountered before - the one whose voice Skye knew - was somewhere nearby. For now, neither presented itself.
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( Dunno if i can coform to a turn order,blaine)Nari ,leaving angel alone in the Humvee followed Blaine pressing her back against the building on the other side of the door, nodding when he asked, her plasma rifle in her hands. "You want this done quietly?" the silver vixen asked, aiming her 'gun' at the door handle, in case it was locked.
( on that note has anyone seen Ray on?)
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((I didn't think it'd really be that conformed, anyway. More just wait for everyone to catch up. And I did see his post in Rom's Galactic Society thread. ))
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(I can kinda follow but will sometimes step out of line. (sry 4 late reply, was at robotics class))
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(( I'm just gonna scrap it. Tbh, my schedule is going to be jacked up for a bit. Just erratically moved, kinda displaced at the moment with a relative. ))
"Go loud," Blaine replied, pulling back the hammer on his rifle. He left Skye and Nari to breach the front, and busted open the window by the door. Crawling through, he slowly checked his surroundings. The building seemed untouched, despite the thick dust on the furniture. Books still sat on the shelves, in perfect condition. "Holy hell.." Blaine whispered before getting cut off by the two's breach.
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((sorry I've been away a day, but damn much happend here))
Nitro sitting in the humvee as the others started to breach the library.
"I'll just stay here in the humvee for now, my explosive arrows will properly cause more damage than they will do good, but if you need me just scream" he said with a smirk on his face.
He took his quiver out and started to prepare different arrows, in case something they would be needed
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(oh okay)
[/size]She walked towards the window, hopping through it she did that thing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OwXAKML5T5U) again
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Ray slipped into the library when he could, remaining as quiet as possible. He had drawn his knife and pistol, as he had in the armory. Ray kept his posture as low as possible, his large boney knees nearly sticking up over his shoulders.
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"Nod when your ready then, Skye." Nari said waiting, when the other vixen nodded, Nari would breach the door with her either kicking in the old door or melting the lock with her gun to gain entrance.
Nari could tell the place was an old library various books were strewn about the floor most not even readable print faded, pages torn out, or just completely destroyed the shelves that formerly held the books were not in much better shape, though most held up pretty well, though just under half of the actual shelving was either crooked or completly collapsed on the inside of the frames. the silver armored vixen's breath could be heard through the respirator on her helmet. "LIbrary entrance appears clear." she called out.
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she looked back and forth. "Who would keep a library, much less maintain the top row of books?" she muttered. Then she made a mental note to talk to Ray later.
Post Merge: June 11, 2017, 08:47:12 PM
She walked towards a bookcase, walking to it she did that thing (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OwXAKML5T5U) again.
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Skye moved swiftly and quietly about the library, and kept her eyes open for anything of interest. She scanned the upper area...
Something caught her eye. A shadow, movement. She directed her aim at what she thought she saw, and it slowly rose from its hiding place. "Alert - we aren't the only ones in here," Skye whispered into her radio headset. The shadowy figure bolted, scrambled up a ladder, and vanished as Skye scaled the shelves and headed to the upper level, then dashed up the ladder where the apparition had gone, but by the time she emerged at the top of the ladder - which went out to the rooftop of the place - the figure had disappeared. "Nitro, you got eyes on anyone leaving the building?"
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Nari had followed Skye along, turning her head to the vixen she asked "Was that the mysterous man we encountered before?"The. Silver vixen soon adding. " If it had been one of those raiders I think it would have attacked us."
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She heard the commotion and padded up behind the Vixens. Approaching them she looked around for anything moving, as her eyesight was half based on the movements in the dark for nocturnal hunting.
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((Romulan you decide if the arrow hits))
Nitro saw sonething leave the library from the rooftop, He quickly pulled his bow and shot a tranquilizer arrow straight at the target.
Then he heard Skye over the radio.
"Yea I saw something alright, and shot a tranquilizer at it, but have lost sight of the target. Should be nearby if my arrow hit"
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Blaine watched the three go after the figure, but stayed behind to clear the building with Ray. "Just like last time," He said, looking over his shoulder at the raccoon. "You can stand by the way. Doubt anybody would use this place as a outpost," He added, resting his rifle on his shoulder and striding over to the nearest door.
It opened smoothly, no resistance which was odd for a building that survived the blast of nuclear ICBMs'. He stopped to light a cigarette, then readied his rifle and moved slowly down the hallway. The walls were lined with paintings of literary greats, some ruined and some intact, and bulletin boards covered in war propaganda. Blaine stopped to read it and laughed, "What a load of crap."
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She shrugged, knowing they wouldn't need her help she padded back to the area with Ray. She went up to Ray, patting around in her chest rig and pulled out a green shell. She pressed it into his hand, "Good suns brother." Hoping she got it right she waited for a response.
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Ray, without warning, pressed the wicked knife against Kai's throat, popping up to her height as he did so. "You are not one to greet in such ways, stranger. You bear no mark."
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She backed off, "S-sorry." she tried to say, trying hard to keep her throat from the knife. "M-my father never taught me any more than that. he always taught me to hide all skin and hand them a green shell."
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Ray pulled the knife back slowly. "Your father told lies. Do not act on half-truths. The Ra'onni do not take kindly to fools." He turned, and started further into the building.
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She sighed heavily, she cursed at her father in a low muttering voice. He had lied to her on many things, pushed her to murder and left her alone in a hard world.
Post Merge: June 12, 2017, 10:55:56 AM
Hearing the word 'crap' immediately made her ears swivel to the source. She walked towards it, entering the room with Blaine in it. She saw the propaganda too, snorting she laughed. "Complete shit! Who would believe any of this." she said from the door way.
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Nitro's shot would have missed, the target moving too fast.
"It likely is him," Skye told Nari. "He seems to be protecting us, though I can't say why he refuses to be near us. But how did he know we were headed here...?"
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(Hai wassup)
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Nitro's shot would have missed, the target moving too fast.
"It likely is him," Skye told Nari. "He seems to be protecting us, though I can't say why he refuses to be near us. But how did he know we were headed here...?"
"That's not a hard one.." Nari began. "The brick walls of the libary make this building sturdy enough to have lasted from i'm gussing a nuclear blast wave, I'm honestly surprized nobody else is here, maybe their afraid of reading." Nari added "That or he knows something we don't about the place. (Not posting anymore to let Raz catch up.)
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Angel had followed Nari into the building a few minutes after they had entered as she had stayed in the humvee, walking in, "N..Nari?", she said shakily as she kept walking into the building, looking at the charred books on the ground.
As she continued into the building, trying to find Nari and the others, but stopped as she heard the shuffling of feet and weighted breaths, she squinted down an isle and a feral ghoul lept at her , pinning her down as she pushed up, managing to keep it off her, smacking most of its swinging hands from her, all while screaming for Nari.
Angel's hand scraped across the ground as she grabbed a rusty pike and swung it up into the ghoul's head, killing it to then push it off her. Angel had seen things before but had never killed anything, and this was scary and new to her.
Following her fight she curled up into a ball, not wanting to move from her spot, however her sobbing from being scared subtly echoed through the library to the others.
As she cried, her emotions would be felt in full to others who were mentally vulnerable.
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Nari's ears perked and moved, the leather like armor ears on her helmet flexing as her ears searched for sounds. Nari let out a sigh "Am I the only one who whatches that dragon?" The silver vixen grumbled, turning around to find the celestial dragon, Angel.
Finding Angel curled up on the floor the vixen let out another sigh, clicking her mic on, she used the last transmission picked up by her comm-gear to locate the frequency.. "Can somebody , please whatch this dragon girl, I can't have a puppy dog that get's lost trying to find me screaming in fear and cowereing.." The vixen sighed turning off her mic.
The silver vixen spotted blood on the floor, following the trail to the dead fereal. "You probably did it a favor, I don't think I'd want to live like that..." Nari said trying to comfort Angel.
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Nitro walked into the building as Nari asked for somebody to look out for the dragon.
"Well I'm no pro dragonsitter, but I think its better for you with the armor and heavy gun to scout, rather than me with my bow and labcoat. I'll take the dragon with me to see if there are something usefull around here."
He sat down next to the dragon and started to mix some vials.
"Here drink this, it will help you calm down"
He handed the dragon a vial of clear liquid, and looked at the vixen
"I would really love to study that weapon of yours sometime"
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(Dayum suuun no stealing from her)
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Angel looked up at Nari when she came to her side and hugged her, "I-I was j-just scared...", on her shoulder, there was a gash in the clothing and a cut there too, her blood being oddly luminescent.
Approximately by the time Nitro came to Angel's side, she looked at him and the drink, taking it into her hands, sniffing it and chugged the liquid back before making a noise that was of distaste, but moments after she drank the liquid, her eyes began to feel droopy as her starred bits returned to their normal swirling blue colour.
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Nari sighed. " I can't look after you forever, stay with the scienctist." The vixen replied spotting the wound "Can you fix that?" she asked Nitro pointing to Angel's wound. "I give you something to wear and you've already broke it" remind me to get you some shoulder pads."
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Nitro noticed the wound on the dragons shoulder and the oddly luminescent blood.
"Yeah I can fix that"
He started to mix a green and a blue potion, and grabbing a third vial.
"Here are two poitions, the blue will work as an anesthetic and the green will enhance your cellular growth making it heal faster."
The oddly luminescent blood cought his eyes again.
"Mind I take a small sample of your blood before we wrap it up?" He asked curiously.
He then continued before getting an answer
"When we apply the blue one it will sting but go numb quickly, and then you shouldn't feel it when we apply the green one)
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Skye, as this was going on, searched for any trace of that familiar apparition, but found none. She was walking to where everyone else was congregated as she said, "Whoever that was, they're gone now. I think if he wanted to harm us, he would have done so." She shifted her glowing blue eyes to look directly at Angel. "She gonna be okay?"
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Blaine looked back to Kai, still laughing. "Remind you of anyone?" He replied, meaning the URA. He never cared for the government's imperialist ideals, but viewed the military as a family and the one thing he could trust. "So you seem to be making friends, Kai." Blaine said, lowering his rifle. He could hear the rest of the group, but knew they could handle themselves.
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She snorted, "Not quite the thing I used to be." thinking of the URA. "It ain't my job to make friends but sure, we're gonna be stuck together for the next few days in a truck. Stabbing is fun." she twitched.
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Blaine slightly laughed again, pulling the bandage off his face. The wound had sealed but the shrapnel would leave a nasty scar. "Looks like there's a basement," Blaine said, pointing his rifle at the sign by a door reading Sub Level. He moved to the door and stiff kicked it in. The door snapped off it's top hinge and slammed against the wall, a loud bang echoing through the library.
He quickly went down the stairs and stopped at a large, vault-like door. "Uhh, Skye. You may want to come see this, I'm in the basement," Blaine said over the radio. The door read KANSAS POLICE EMERGENCY BUNKER.
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(Stealing my idea, blaine?)
Nari turned growling at Kai, but soon turned to the direction of the loud sound, running to the now broken door. "What in the name of sanity did you do?" She asked sarcastically.
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(Or is that my cue?)
Skye headed down to the basement, looking on the vault door. "Hm... a vault beneath a library," Skye mused. "I wonder if this one's been picked clean. If it hasn't, maybe we should raid the armory; every vault has one for security personnel. If it remains untouched, we could pick up some major supplies and salvage in there." She looked to Blaine, her glowing blue eyes having a look that would indicate she had a grin beneath her breath mask. "Savvy?"
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Angel looked at Nitro as he patched her up, her face looking dopey as she seemed to have some reaction to the previous clear liquid, so she didn't really say anything about his sampling her blood.
After her blood was collected it lost its glow and just became a goop purplish blue colour, however she did perk up from hearing the door fit her in bang, making her scared, "Nari?..", she said in a worried tone.
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She waited as they went inside, then she wandered the library, looking at random titles. Then she saw one that struck a cord.
A Guide To Raising A Hybrid.
By Alan Sato.
She gasped, pulling it off the shelf, she read the back. "No, no no no no no." then she shouted, loud enough for even Nitro to hear.
"Curse you Alan! You dropped me for your science! You made me and left!" then she sat and rocked,
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(( T_T Not stealing, introducing. Message Rom and tell him your idea, so you two can take the reins on the story. ))
Blaine nodded, still attempting to figure out how to crack into massive door.
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Ray had made his way to the rooftop while the others cleared the building. He sat cross legged, his paws folded in his lap. He was silently communing with his tribe's guardian spirits, referred to as Watchers. His rifle sat within arms reach, unfolded and loaded.
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Gypsie had been following Ray this entire time and when she reached the roof she walked over to him and sat next to him, leaning up against him, as she took a fondness to Ray from before.
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(yeah well I had the whole intro planned....:( next time i'll tell you.)
Nari approached the door of the 'vault' something on her helmet's HUD system going beserk "Geiger counter is showing very high levels of radiation on the other side of the door, Skye you think you can take it?" the silver vixen asked,spotting something odd about her. "I recommend that only 2 of us go in, it's not worth risking more lives to get in." The silver vixen pointed out, fiddeling with her comm-gear, locking into another frequncy... she turned the feed to the team's frequecy so they could all hear. "I'm dead i'm dead i'm so dead... said the voice of a random Hun grunt from inside the 'vault' "we all thought this secret military bunker held treasure, we couldn't even get into the armory, before something. just tore us all apart.... their dead now... and i will be too...." the voice stopped.
"If ther are huns in there we need to get in..." Nari noted, studying the door for a lock or opening mechanism.
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(( I'm sorry, I honestly have been frazzled as all hell this week. x_x ))
Blaine stopped and looked at Skye, then back to Nari. "You think you two can make it?" Blaine asked. He knew radiation was nothing to play with. When the geiger gets to clicking, you'll stop ticking, he remembered his instructor teaching him in basic. If the vault was full of radiation and Huns, the outcome wasn't going to look pretty.
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As Gypsie would discover, Ray was hardly breathing, cold to the touch, and his heart was barely beating. It was as if he was barely alive.
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Nitro was wondering on the properties of the blood as the luminescent left the sample. It was then he heard the echo of the slamming door.
He wandered down to Blaiine, Skye and Nari as the were discussing the problem with the radiation.
"Whoever decides to go in, need some sort of protection against the radiation. I dont have anything with me that can reverse the effect of heavy radiation poisoning. I can only delay the damage with my current equipment"
He then heard the cursing from Kai and reconized the name Alan Sato
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Angel leaned back against the humvee wheel, tracing her finger in the air against the sky, babbling nonsense, clearly she was having some sort of psychedelic reaction to the liquid from before.
Gypsie was getting concerned, she tried to shake him awake, but when that didn't work she ran off the library and went down to the others, following their chattering, and when she got down to the level they were on, she yelled out, "Sniper man cold! Need help!", she was on a panic as she spoke.
If there were any debuts the others were feeling from the radiation, Gypsie appeared to not be affected by the radiation, except for the body paint on her that was glowing, seemingly glowing brighter with the strength of the radiation, it relating to the Geiger counters.
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Flipping through the book she recognized the uniform scrawl. And at the end. The words,
Half the dedication to my friend, Nitro
She nearly ripped the book out of anger.
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"Don't worry about me," Skye commented, "Radiation gave me some useful gifts long ago." She readied her ACR and held it leveled at the door, ready to shoot any Huns that came out. She nodded to Nari, as a way of saying "Proceed."
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Nari continued to search the door for a locking mechanisme finding some odd slot, she pulled out some sort of plastic card and put it into the slot. a minute passed as some lights emitted from the slot, the silver vixen stepped back as the large metal door opened revealing a sort of entryway, inside a few giant mutated roaches and ferals 4 of each saw the two vixens and moved towards them.
Nari aimed her plasma gun at one of the roaches quickly dispatchin it then aimed for the head of one of the fearals sending blue bolts of energy at it, it's body falling liflessly to the ground, it's head mostly missing from the plasma bolt. (leaving space for Skye to shoot)
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"Well if you guys are going into the radiation, mutant huns and feral filled vault, I'm going to take a stroll around the library to see if there is anything useful around here"
Nitro turned around and walked upstairs where he saw Kai flipping through a book, though it looked as she got more angry the further she got through the book.
He walked over to her
"Found anything useful?"
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She shivered at his voice and she looked up. Her eyes wide and hate filled, the right one twitched a few times before she slowly sttod, dropping the book. Out of her chest rig she pulled out a katar (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/e2/8b/78/e28b78c9fb2b3c408a3f30c6340a6937.jpg)and lunged at his throat. She stopped, milliseconds before impaling him. Shivering she slumped over.
"I'm slipping, slipping, losing, grip,"
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Getting jumped by Kai took Nitro by surprise.
"I can make something to calm your nerves, it might help" he muttered with the katar at his throat.
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Slumped over she was still muttering. "No, no, no, I'm high enough." she shivered again. "My name is Kai. Remember it." then she passed out.
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Skye shot short, controlled bursts into whatever enemies that Nari had missed. She stepped forward, shooting the targets that came her direction as though she were a machine eliminating a hapless band of organic rebels. The radiation seemed not to bother her, and she looked around slowly, trying to make sense of what she would see.
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When Nitro hear the name Kai, he looked like he had seen a ghost
"Kai, I remember that name, from a time long ago and under very different circumstances, when you wake up we have a long talk ahead of us"
Nitro caught Kai before she hit the floor. He laid Kai down, and sat next to her. He started to mix a potion while muttering
"This is not how is should have been"
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Her eyes fluttered, crazy embodied in them. Then they fluttered again and were devoid of emotion. She slowly sat up, wiping whatever was left of her 'episode' of her face.
"Oh it has been a long time. Hi, my name is Angela, what is yours?" she said, putting her hand out.
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the entrance room looked very militaristic for a vault under a library. "Well that wasn't very impressive..."Nari whined walking deeper into th vault she spotted a couple lockers against the walls, but continued to stepp down a stairway that lead to some sort of entryway.
Inside various military wqequipment in alll conditions ,but new some even busted on the floor, and some weapons were strewn about mostly 5.56 weapons but some were 7.62mm guns were on the floor, laid about the floor the corpses of recent Hun ghouls, dead giant roaches and some soldiers from the war.. "Good thing i'm wearing shoes." Nari muttered finding a faded ,but readable map of the 'shelter' and read the title "Map:Secret military sheilter A34B." the silver vixen muttered looking over the map trying to find the armory, it was on the second level,
turning to Skye, the silver vixen looked into her glowing eyes. "This place is oddly quiet i suspect there are traps set up somwhere or someone is waiting for us, reguardless you think any of these corpses will have somethign useful on them?
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By the time Nari had asked, Skye was already rummaging through the loot of the dead. From the corpses, Skye had already recovered several magazines of 7.62x39mm Steel-Core rounds and some magazines of 6.8x43mm Magnesium-Tungsten rounds. She also secured a heavily-customized AKMS - with a polymer-based handguard, grip and magazine, which she folded the stock and attached to her pack - and an FN Five-Seven with four magazines of 5.7x28mm Armor-Piercing Rounds, which she stuffed in the back of her armored pants beneath the claok. "These Huns must have triggered an old security system while trying to loot this place; that's how I'm guessing they got trapped in here." She paused and picked up a refurbished shotgun. "Hm... M1897 Trench Gun. I didn't think any of these survived the years, let alone in this condition." She picked up the ammo bandolier from the Hun she'd taken the shotgun from. Plucking out one of the shells, she examined it. "12 Gauge... Mm, looks like 4/0 Buckshot Magnum - Hand Loader, too." She checked the load of the gun - and it was fully loaded - and then returned the shell to its original place. "Think one of the others can make use of this?" She indicated the shotgun.
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(dayum sun, looks like a nice shotty!)
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(Oh, yeah - ask Alex, I have an affinity for guns. Especially Disruptors. I was tempted to ask to find one in this RP, but didn't want to push it.)
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(lolz me too, ever heard of a hex pistol?)
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(No, but I don't think we should be doing this in this thread. If you have Steam, send me a message - my steam profile is linked in my profile here. Otherwise, PM me. :)
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Blaine sat at the vault entrance, bored and smoking. He occasionally fired shots at the dead ferals, waiting for any sign of contact. "Jeeeeesus, this is boring." He loudly said to himself, firing another shot at one of the dead Huns.
Pulling the magazine from his M416, Blaine took the quiet time to check his gear. His ammo was at a decent level, as well as his medicine supplies. He stood up and walked back up to the main level, going outside through the breached doors.
Outside Danielson Library, Kanorado, 00:27 CST
Blaine noticed Angel leaned up against the Humvee, tracing lines in the sky. He then looked up to the roof and saw Gypsie with Ray, remembering her shouting earlier. "He still acting funny?" Blaine yelled to the two, while crouching down in front of Angel and snapping his fingers in her face.
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"When your ,ready meet me downstairs." Nari said opening the door to the stairs as she headed to the 2nd level below.
When Skye would come down or followed her she'd find that Nari had found some more resitance, a couple more ferals and giant roaches, lay dead on the floor. "These guys are more a nuisence than a threat." the silver vixen grumbled.
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Gypsie had returned to the surface before Blaine did and she had been shaking him. When Blaine called to her, Gypsie leaned over the roof of the building and nodded, "Cold!", she yelled back.
Angel jumped when Blaine snapped his fingers before her face, making her give a sleepy smile as she tried to grab his hand, and when she did, her hands were soft and gentle. Angel brought the hand close to her face and she nuzzles his hand, "Hello~"
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"He's probably doing some tribal commune thing. Drag him down here if he'll let you," Blaine yelled back, then looking back to Angel. "Hell, whatever Nitro gave you, I'm starting to want," He said, almost laughing. He laid his rifle down and sat next to the dragon, lighting a cigarette. The night had finally brightened up as the moon came out of the clouds and a slight gust came through.
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Slightly confused Nitro shook her hand
"Name's Nitro."
He took a sip of the potion he made
"I knew Alan, and the project which we worked on made us rogue scientist. Though the name Kai, I never thought I would hear again"
He took another sip of the potion, and extended the hand with it
"You want a little? It's one of my own concoctions, that takes the edge of"
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She shook her head. "So what do you know about her? Kai I mean." She pulled a cigarette and a weird contraption. Putting the cig in her mouth she pressed a button on the contraption and she held it upside down over the cig. Something golden and oozy came out of a nozzle at the bottom, once it touched the cigarette it lit on fire. She wiped the rest of the goo on the ground, the ground began to melt a bit. Taking a long drag she sighed, then coughed. "Geez, I see why she never smoked."
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Gypsie nodded and attempted to pick Ray up and bring him to the ground level.
Angel looked at Nitro and she began to cough from the smoke of the cigarette, making a slowed motion to smack it out of his mouth as she hated the smell.
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Skye headed downstairs with Nari, agreeing with her sentiment that these hostiles were more a nuisance than a threat. She looked around, looking for anything that might catch her eye. "Why would they build a place like this beneath a library...?" She mused aloud.
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Blaine moved, avoiding Angels' hand. He took another drag and flicked the cigarette off into the nearby parking lot. Standing up, Blaine put his hand out to Angel. "C'mon, let's go inside and check out Ray." He said, holding his rifle in the other hand.
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Nitro looked at Angela, and took another sip.
"Well you can say I know everything and nothing. It all started when Alan and I was working on a secret project called the Kinetic Alpha Infantry or short Kai."
He then got a serious face
"The intension of this project was to enchance the URA infrantry, by using the kinetic energy that we generate when moving. The idea was that if we could harness how this functioned we could enchance soldiers in many ways."
He then emptied the vial.
"We couldn't get the formulas to work correctly so Alan proposed that if we created an individual, so that the subject was injected in the first stages of delopment, the formular could take hold and we would see results. The URA didn't think this was morally correct and it was taking it too far, but we had worked so hard and so long on this project we couldn't let it go."
Nitro looked around to see if anyone was listening
"Of course Alan and I continued the work in secret, but was discovered. We had only managed to make a single sample which Alan took with him when he ran from the URA. Though I never heard from Alan after he left the lab with the only sample we had. After this episode we were both marked as rogue scientist who couldn't be trusted"
He laid on his back
"That is what I currently know of Kai, but if I remember correct there should be an old lab nearby, maybe we could find something?"
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Angela raised an eyebrow. "Ok, I know some of that. Prob why when I move I just get faster and stronger. But a fox? Makes me even faster."
"Sure all right. I got a dirt bike, we can just get outta here if ya want." She stood and started towards the door, stopping she looked back. "You comin'?"
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"The armory is this way." Nari stated, pointing down a dark hallway, the growls of ferals and the knocking of giant roach carapaces echoed from the hallway.
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Gypsie set Ray on and against a flat stone slab, kneeling beside him as she brushed his cheeks with her long tri-tails.
Angel got up and stumbled with Blaine, hanging off him as she stumbled along, still under the influence of the bad reaction.
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Skye followed Nari, her weapon pointed downrange and ready to fire on anything that jumped out at them. "What are you expecting to find in this place?" Skye asked.
At the edge of the Library, a dragon in a black cloak armed with a Dragunov SVD stood there like a statue, his face hidden from view somehow by the hood of his cloak.
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Nitro a little drowsy from the concogtion he made, stood up.
"Yeah I'm coming, give me a minute I need to clear my head"
Nitro started walking to the door slowly. Thinking about the times with Alan, their work and what they might find, if they could find the lab again.
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She stopped, turning she sighed. "This is why I don't take nummers" she grabbed his shoulder to keep him from falling or anything and steered him towards the police station. "We're gonna be walking for a while so you have plenty of time."
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"this place looks more like a military instalation than a civlian shelter." Nari began."I suspect the armory, granted the huns did not break into it, yet; holds a bunch of weapons and armor we can use." Nari explained as she stepped over the dead body of a feral hun, stopping as she heard something, her ears twiched zoning in on the clicking sound, an active sentry turret on the cieling had turned to aim at Nari.
Nari quickly rolled into a room on the side of the hallway just barley missing the burst of rounds the turret had spat out at her. it's old frame now turning to point the gun at Skye.
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Blaine essentially dragged Angel along, with ease. They passed by Nitro and Kai, who seemed off but he wasn't too focused. As the two made it inside, Blaine gently set Angel down in a chair by one of the intact bookshelves. He set his rifle down beside her and moved over to Ray and the other, who he still hadn't fully met.
"Ooookay, let's see what we got here," Blaine said, looking at Ray but speaking to Gypsie. He took his plate carrier and bag off, tossing them down behind himself. Checking over the raccoon, Blaine looked up and sighed. "He's still alive. Barely breathing, but alive. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he's in a trance. Not like Woodstock over there," He said to Gypsie, while gesturing to Angel.
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Nitro saw Blaine dragging Angel along, and thought to himself, that he might have overshot the dose for the dragon.
"Hey Blaine, we are going to head out for a bit, will you be okay alone with them?"
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Angel was slowly recovering from the drink she had earlier, groaning as it left her ddreadfully parched, so she groggily got up and tugged on Blaine's shirt, "Wa... Water..."
Gypsie continued to look concerned at Ray until she looked at Blaine, Angel mirroring the same motion, "What's a woodstock?"
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"Some old world festival. Read 'bout it in a book, apparently they'd take a whole bunch of chems at it," Blaine replied, handing Angel a water bottle from his bag. He then turned back to Nitro and replied, "Yeah, we'll be alright. Just make it back before sun up." He took out a rag, wet it up and put it on the raccoons' forehead.
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"Sure, if we live." she said grimly. "Good luck with the Merc."
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Skye dodged another direction to avoid the old turret, pulled out her SG9 Raptor and racked a round in the chamber, then dashing from one side of the hall to the next in a zigzag movement to get under the turret, then put a well-placed burst through the turret's optical sensor and another through the turret's mechanical center. The turret sparked, hissed, and died.
"Are you lot done, or am I just that invisible?" the cloaked dragon outside asked over the team radio.
Skye froze on hearing the man's voice. "James...?" she asked.
"Don't you trust your own ears, Skye?" the dragon asked back.
"It... it can't be you... it can't be... you're--" Skye began.
"--Dead?" the dragon finished. "I came close to it; closer than I'd like. But then, you knew that - you always knew. It is why you never took it off."
"No," Skye said, her voice shaking. "You can't be him. You're not him."
"If you don't trust your ears, then trust your eyes. Come outside; see for yourself," the dragon urged.
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Nitro looked at Blaine
"Groovy" he said with a smirk on his face.
He then turned to Angela
"Lets get going then, seems like we are on timer"
He walked outside and up to the dirt bike
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She pulled it out of the foliage, brushing it off. She hopped on the front, pulling Nitro onto the back she revved it and drove it towards where she thought she remembered a lab might have been.
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"I'm not involved in this, pluse I have a job to do." Nari grumbled passing by Skye on her way deeper into the hallway dispatching a couple of ferals on her way , getting closer to the armory, which was just down the hall and around a corner, the silver vixen stopping at the corner, slowly peeking around the corner the vixen spotted alot of dead feral huns some still active sentry turrets and a few giant roaches, though most interestingly, at least to her some odd boxes emitting an eyrie green light.
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Blaine paused as he listened to the conversation over the radio. Quickly grabbing his rifle, he swiveled around to the door and moved up to it, peering around the corner. "Christ alive, I'm never going to get sleep," He quietly groaned, gesturing for Gypsie and Angel to stay put until it was safe.
(( So, Ray still hasn't posted. I don't want to bother him if he's not going to continue but Idk exactly what to do with his character if he isn't. ))
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(me neither.. )
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Ray sat up with a ragged gasp, his face pale and covered with sweat. "M-My paw...I-Infected..." He began shakily undoing the bandage around his wounded paw, unleashing a horridly putrid smell of rot. Ray's paw, once purple as the rest of his body, was now a sickly green, with flecks of blackened flesh around his wound." Ray looked to Blaine, closed his eyes, and pressed his paw against the ground. "Please. R-Remove i-it."
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Blaine dropped his rifle and slowly approached Ray, kneeling down next to him. He examined his paw, being used to the sight and smell of infections. The wound had gone too far, and even if Blaine could try to fix it, it had barely a chance of working. "Bite down on this." Blaine said, handing Ray a small piece of wood from his pocket and taking a shot of morphine out. "Look away," He said to Angel before looking to Gypsie. "He's going to need you. Get a bandage from my bag and get ready to wrap his wound."
Blaine pulled his lighter out along with a flat piece of metal. After a quick few minutes of heating the metal, he took his combat knife out and took a deep, shaky breath. Then without hesitation, he made a hard swipe at Ray's paw and cut it clean off. Then he quickly grabbed the raccoon's arm and cauterized the wound with the metal plate. "Now, wrap it now!" Blaine yelled to Gypsie.
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Ray sat in silence, barely moving as he lost his paw. He sighed and closed his eyes as his flesh was burned shut.
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Blaine stuck the shot of morphine in Ray's arm, which would effectively stop any pain he was feeling. Tossing his knife to the ground, he sighed as well and sat down next to the raccoon.
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She pulled it out of the foliage, brushing it off. She hopped on the front, pulling Nitro onto the back she revved it and drove it towards where she thought she remembered a lab might have been.
As they drove off, Nitro started to fiddle with his quiver, preparing arrow heads.
"I think we should be there soon, I remember as it wasn't too far from the library"
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Ray sighed, and looked at Blaine. "I need fire." He stared at the severed paw. "The Ra'onni leave no trail."
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She kept driving. "Ok, I think I might know as well. I mean, i'm driving in the right direction sooo..." Then she suddenly swerved the bike to a skid, nearly throwing them both off. Ahead were two ferals.
"..." She got off the bike, kicking out the kickstand. "I got this, don't waste arrows."
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Gypsie stared at the hand in horror, then back to Ray. She lept at Ray, hugging him, "It grow back soon...", she said in her bet English, in a calm and soothing tone.
****Outside the Library****
Meanwhile, Angel had felt sick and ran outside to go vomit. After she finished that, she looked towards a black satchel lumped on the ground, and it looked fairly well kept, aside from stitches from gashes.
Angel was getting hungry again, so she crept towards the half hidden bag at a leisure until she got to it, to then frantically search through the bag for some food, eventually finding a 'happy dragon' organic fruit snack. Her eyes beamed open and she quickly went to eat it, making a lot of crinkling sounds as she approached her first bite.
As she ate, she failed to notice the owner of the bag before her.
(Rom, this is me leading to your character.)
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(Eyyyy new furs)
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As they were nearly thrown off the dirt bike Nitro looked at Angela and said
"Well maybe I should be driving? Because this sure is a bumpy ride, which often does not bode well for explosive chemicals"
He then noticed the ferals.
"Sure I'll save my arrows, these puppies are expensive and hard to come by" He gestured to the compact bow arrows.
He jumped off the bike, and continued to fiddle with his precious arrows
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She nodded, then ran forwards. So fast in fact, it seemed impossible. She became a blurry streak as she neared the feral that was dragging a shovel. Then she rammed her finger up the skin under it's chin and braced herself. Then she pulled, flipping the feral with one hand her free hand grabbed the shovel like it was a light baton and slammed it into the feral's head. The skull cracked and dented as she dropped the carcass. Then she held the shovel like a base ball bat, she swung, the edge of the shovel had been sharpened from all the dragging but was brittle. The shovel penetrated the skin and hit the spine, probably shattering it. The edge of the shovel broke off, leaving a sharp and ragged edge. She dropped the shovel smiling. "Been a while since I had that much fun..."
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"Nice show. If you are done playing with the ferals we could maybe continue? Would really like to find the lab soon, since we also have to be back with the group before the sun is up"
He said with a smirk on his face, putting the prepared arrows in the quiver.
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She smiled back at him. It wasn't exactly a friendly smile, more like a, kill happy, maniac grin. Her face cleared to a normal Angela level of caring and she shrugged, hopping on the bike she gestured to the back of it. "Coming sir Posh?"
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"Don't lie to him," Blaine said, standing up and pulling a rag from his pocket. He wrapped the severed paw and threw it in the fireplace, conveniently left with logs from someone. Lighting the fire, he moved back to Ray and bandaged his wrist. "There's still plenty of prosthetic limbs left from before the war. Good quality too. Had a guy back in my unit, had a prosthetic arm." Blaine added, hoping to lift Ray's spirits even if it was a little bit.
Turning around, Blaine noticed the dragon was gone. He stood up and checked around before asking, "Anyone see where the dragon went?"
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Ray grabbed the dismembered paw and threw it into the fireplace as if it was a piece of garbage. He sat silently a moment, before speaking quietly. "She ran, could not handle blood. I did not see after that."
The paw burned much faster than it should have, and was quickly reduced to ash. Ray lifted his stump paw and sighed. "I know not now how to use my rifle."
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Back in the bunker under the library, Nari, gripped a frag grenade in her hand. The silver vixen tossed the grenade at the armory door, roaches, ferals and the sentry turrets too busy with each other to notice. The grenade went off sending pieces of metal flying down the hallway some banging into the walls, making dents and even sparking as they rcochet off. When the smoke cleared all that was left was a pile of dead bodies and escrap metal the walls scracthed but stable, the armory door didn't even have a dent in it being made of some high tech alloy.
Nari seeing the 'dust' had cleared stepped up to the arnory door ,checking it for any way to get it.
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"yea I'm comming just don't call me sir Posh aight?"
Nitro mounted the dirt bike
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She revved it and drove on,
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"We'll figure it out," Blaine replied, picking up his rifle and taking a seat in one of the old chairs by the fireplace. It sunk in and smelled stale, but not putrid. He lit another cigarette and watched the door, rifle ready for anything.
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(Holy f*** I missed a lot! Sorry bout that, been busy with other matters.)
The dragon knelt beside Angel and held out two meal bars flavored as Cookies and Cream. "You seem hungry, young one. Have you not been able to eat?"
Skye appeared at a window and froze, seeing the black-cloaked dragon with the sniper rifle. "James..." she whispered hoarsely.
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Angel froze when the Dragon came up behind her, and she would have screamed if she had seen him as a threat... and he also had food, so naturally she hastily took the food bars and started eating them. Angel happily ate one of the bars, and before she went to eat the second one, Angel tackled the dragon and hugged him, her clothing shifting for a moment and making a slight stretching noise, she then exclaimed in a happy and sweet tone, "Thank you!", she was attempting to hug him tightly, but it would seem like a light hug to the dragon.
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She saw some little mound in the ground with a metal hatch on one side. It was far in the distance and she elbowed Nitro. "Think that's it?"
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Nitro nodded, "Yes I think it is, though we might need to break in. If it's the old lab they would have sealed it off, which means we just can open the door"
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She thought for a moment. "What about that store room that was never sealed? He always talked about that when he thought I wasn't listening."
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"Find anything in there, Nari?" Skye called back to Nari.
The Dragon was caught off-guard by the sudden tackle, but chuckled heartily. "You're welcome."
Skye barked in her radio, "Blaine, can you keep the dragon where he is? I'm gonna finish examining the interior of the armory. After which, I'd very much like to speak with our dragon friend, find out if he really is who I think he is."
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Nari didn't respond she was too busy 'admiring' all the contents of the armory, a couple things caught her eye a couple suits of power armor and a humvee with a turret mounted gatling laser. "You guys might want to come down here." Nari finnally said.
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Blaine nodded to Ray, and kicked the front doors open. They fell from their hinges, clanging against the ground. Walking outside, he turned his rifle on the dragon but finished his cigarette. "Both of you, inside." He said, sternly. Being deprived of sleep, Blaine was irritated and not at all in the mood to deal with any problems.
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Angel heard the door open, but when Blaine yelled at her, she backed up from the dragon, clearly scared, but she soon stood in front of the dragon, trying to protect him. Angel yelled to Blaine, her arms outstretched to stop the dragon, "No hurt!!"
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The dragon was in no position to do anyone any harm anyway - Blaine had him at gunpoint before he could raise his own weapon. "I'll cooperate, pal - relax," he assured Blaine. "And put the gun down; you're scaring her." He indicated Angel.
Skye caught up with Nari and saw what she had called her down here for. "Great... new vehicle. Dunno if it has any fuel, but how we gonna get this topside?" she asked Nari.
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"It's got a fuel cell Diesel hybrid engine." Nari explained. "It'll run it's already got some fuel in the tank, the silver vixen explained finshed loading weapons and armor into the back of the trunk of the humvee. "Even comes with it's own hydrolosis chamber to filter hydrogen out of water." Nari continued as she hit a button on the wall, a secret garage door opened, revealing a hidden exit.
The silver vixen climed into the driver seat.
Outside, a large hidden tunnel rose up from the ground, the ground nearby at first shaking as the tunnel exit rose from the dusty ground, revaeling a secret exit from the armory, the sound of the Humvee echoing out of the revealed tunnel.
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"Subtle..." Skye commented as she climbed into the passenger seat. "You do realize we're likely staying here for the night, right?"
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"Should i close the secret tunnel then?" Nari asked reving the engine.
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Blaine paused for a moment, examining the dragon protecting the other. This girl is going to be a major issue, he thought to himself before lowering his rifle. He sighed and then gestured to the building, "You two are going to get cold out here. Come inside," Blaine said, staying on the porch until the two would go in. When the dragon in the cloak would walk by him, he would whisper, "Sit by the fire. We're going to talk until Skye gets topside."
Off in the distance, faint lights could be seen. Almost dancing in a way.
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Ray, arm hanging at his side, peered out the window, and spotted the lights. Mesmerized, the one-pawed raccoon opened the window and peered outside. "What is..?"
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Angel tried to pull the dragon along with her if he resisted.
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She thought for a moment. "What about that store room that was never sealed? He always talked about that when he thought I wasn't listening."
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"Yeah sure, we can go look there, if we are lucky we can find something that packs a bigger punch than my explosive arrow heads"
Nitro nodded.
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She muttered something about water then got on her bike. "Well let's go!"
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"It'd probably be best," Skye replied. "So others don't find this place and jack everything while we sleep... assuming they don't slit our throats before they do..."
James sat down by the fire, laying his Dragunov across his lap. "What are we going to be talking about?" he asked.
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Blaine sat down in the chair across James, leaning his rifle against his leg. He took a moment, taking his gloves and throat mic off. The fire crackled and dimly lit the room, leaving everyone in a half-shadow. "Just some things," Blaine said, crossing one leg over the other. "Let's start with why you're stalking us. Well, one of us." He said, lighting a cigarette. The glow from the cigarette revealed Blaine's freshly scarred face, courtesy of Nitro's explosive arrow from the wastes.
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(Hey sorry for being inactive but have a big exam tomorrow, so will be active after that, I haven't quit or anything, cheers)
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(is ok man)
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"Stalking you?" James chuckled. "Already, you presume much. Had I been stalking you, you never would have known. No, I was protecting you - protecting her. And before you ask why... ask her why she keeps looking at her left hand. Why she was, until recently, so ready to die."
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Angel had moved away from Blaine and James but was peering around a dilapidated shelf at the two, eavesdropping on the two, not understanding most of what they were saying.
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Blaine sat silent for a moment, looking over at Angel and then back to James. "Question number two. Who are you?" He asked, almost ignoring the first response. "And Ray. Are those lights still out there?"
And they would be. Inching ever so closer, ever so slowly. At some point, drums would be heard. Loud and vibrating.
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"My name is unimportant," James told Blaine, fully aware of the beating drums. "Like many things about me, it has been obscured by the many years I have counted. But if you must know, my name is James Harrigan. As for how I relate to Skye... I'll let her reveal that bit. But trust me when I say - neither Skye nor myself are what we appear. There is something about us that no one living knows about... and we would prefer to keep it that way; if certain members of the Huns or the faction you so proudly serve were to know... Skye and I would be hunted down and used as science experiments." He reached in his cloak and retrieved an AKMS with polymer grip and hanguard and a bakelite magazine and racked a round in the chamber with a loud click-clack-clack!. "I can hear them... I can smell them... interlopers. We have company."
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Blaine stood up, put on his gloves and harness then grabbed his rifle. He clicked the safety off and looked around. Spotting a stairwell, thankfully still intact, he moved halfway up before looking back to the group. "Whoever can man a weapon, stay topside. You two," Blaine said, pointing to Angel and Gypsie, "Get downstairs, wait on Alex and Skye."
Blaine moved up to the second floor, which was almost more intact than the bottom floor. Art, unscathed and almost flawless, hung from the walls. He kicked down the nearest door and took a position at one of the windows facing the road. Finishing his cigarette, he could finally hear the drums.
Farther down the road, in a field, the lights kept moving. They were held by various species, all in Romanesque armor made from scavenged pieces of metal or armor. They chanted low, lazily brandishing swords and rifles or varying types. But what they lacked in uniformity, they more than made up for in pure bloodlust. Just like the group whose name they donned. Huns.
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James came to the window beside Blaine, his AKMS slung and his Dragunov pointed downrange. "Ray, wherever you are, might want to get that portable cannon of yours prepped - we have heavy inbound," James said. He directed his next comment at Blaine: "Targets in sight, permission to engage?"
Skye, down in the armory, overheard the comments on the radio, added her own two cents: "Blaine, what're we looking at? How many? Do I need to start slicing and dicing?"
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Blaine looked down his scope, and slowly locked in on the group. He lowered his rifle and sighed, then activating his throat mic. "I'm not a math whiz but...we're looking at over eighty Huns. Coming right on down here." Blaine racked a round into his M416 carbine and looked down to the trucks. The Humvee was out of sight to the Huns but the technical would be a prime target soon. "You think you could bring that mounted gun up here? That'll even the odds a bit." Blaine asked James, while lighting a new cigarette. He only chain smoked when he was nervous, and he was beyond that point.
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Angel overheard most of the past conversation so she ducked behind the shelf and tried to hide, her head tucked and her hands on her head as she rocked back and forth, fearing that she might back into slavery if the guns get her.
Gypsie was listening too, but she had done this before and knew what to do, so she walked up to Blaine, "I build trap! Is okay?"
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Blaine nodded and went back to watching the road, the Huns still about a mile out.
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"Fine then." Nari grumbled pressing the same button again, the large tunnel retracting back into the ground.
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"James gauged the distance of the Huns, then leaned his Dragunov against the window. "If they get here before I get back, cover me," James said before he dashed down for the Technical.
"Skye to Blaine - am I needed topside? And where is James?" Skye's voice came over the radio.
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Gypsie had already begun creating her traps, setting them down in front of vacant and covered windows, making sure to let Blaine know so he could tell the others.
Her traps consisted of rusted spikes and radiation-goo-tipped spikes put into holes covered by old timber pieces and in the opposite side of the building, she did the same.
Angel had gone into a room that was more-or-less in the center of the building's interior.
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"We're prepping topside, get up here. This looks like one of those raiding parties," Blaine replied, adding info on the traps. He lifted his rifle and ranged in on the group. They were now over half a mile out. "Find hard cover, this place is gonna get lit the hell up in a few minutes." He yelled over the mic and to everyone topside.
Blaine pulled a folding chair nearby over and sat down in front of the window. He took a few drags off his cigarette, before pulling out a beaten and battered music player. Putting the player back in it's slot on his torso harness, a song (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oPJ6yRs1JYY&feature=youtube_gdata_player) began playing loud enough for anyone in the room to hear. Waiting, he watched the Huns slowly move closer.
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(i'll be off for a few days, biking trip!)
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Skye arrived topside and readied her ACR. "What the--? Where's James?" she asked, noticing the dragon was no longer there.
James was, in fact, hauling the freshly-removed machine gun inside for use.
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Angel was having a nervous breakdown inside the Library Archive broken vault, rocking back and forth, luckily though, the damaged archive vault was still intact, minus a door, and would survive a gun fight.
Gypsie almost ran into Skype, still running around, dipping rusty metal spears in radioactive goo and setting them up in more barbaric traps meant to forcibly impale. And she told the others of this too. As she was doing all this, she had a sense of panic, but a childish smile was on her face.
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Blaine kicked the chair back and stood by the window, checking his rifle. "He should be on his way up here with an MG, take a position near the-" He was cut off by bullets cutting up the side of the window. "Damn it! Contact, contact!" Blaine yelled as he returned fire.
The Huns began attempts to storm the house, the ones with firearms staying behind and the ones with melee weapons rushing. They were kept at bay by Gypsie's traps, occasionally a scream of agony ringing through the air. But the machine guns were ripping the library apart.
A loud ffssshh could be heard as a RPG flew in. The technical was struck, exploding and flipping onto it's side. "Jesus Christ alive!" Blaine yelled as he fell to the floor, avoiding the fireball.
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"What in the name of Luna is going on up there?!" Nari asked, disabling the traps in the underground bunker so the others could come down.
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"We got heavy inbound, Nari - and we could use that plasma rifle of yours up here! Certainly no shortage of targets!" Skye responded over the radio.
"Setting up the big gun!" James proclaimed over the same channel. "Keep 'em off me!"
"Wait, WHAT?!" Skye exclaimed. "What big gun?!"
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Blaine pulled himself up, his ears ringing. As his sound came back, all he could hear were rounds zipping by and the music. "Damn.." He muttered to himself, his facial wound bleeding again. Posting back to the window, he started picking off Huns who were rushing the library.
The rushing Huns seemed insane, going straight into the traps and gunfire. The ones in back, clearly officers by their ornate armor, stayed behind cover unless they were returning fire.
"I'm getting smoked up here!" Blaine yelled over the radio as he barely moved away from rounds zipping by.
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A smaller tunnel opened up from the ground revealing Nari in her full armor she began to shoot plasma bolts at the huns trying to thin thier numbers, staying inside the tunnel for cover.
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(Blaine, mind if James uses the big gun Rambo-style?)
Skye fired in short, controlled bursts, trying to nail one Hun after the other, pausing only to reload.
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((Go for it. I never specified what kind of gun it was but I am now. A Pig, M-60A3.))
Blaine looked up and spotted a Hun aiming an RPG at his direction. He quickly ran and threw himself down the stairs, the room exploding soon after. Blaine stumbled down the stairs, his rifle and James' Dragonuv ahead of him.
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Shortly thereafter, the sound of heavy machine gun fire filled the room. James had taken the big gun and set it up at ground level, and was now hosing the Huns with full-auto fire, shouting wildly as he mowed them down.
(M60A3... doesn't that fire 7.62x51mm rounds?)
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Ray had apparently vanished from the group as soon as the fire fight broke out. He had somehow slipped out to a nearby hill. Ray held his rifle out single-pawed, sights trained on the Hun officers, by order of size. The raccoon loosed his first shot as his target poked around to fire into the house. The twenty millimeter shell reduced the Hun to a pile of blood soaked clothes and red mist. Ray, however, dropped to his knees in pain, the recoil from his rifle nearly breaking his wrist. He slowly bolted the rifle, and shakily placed another round in the receiver.
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(does it matter anything that or bigger would drop a hun easy.)
Nari continued to hit hun after hun assisting Skye and the others as they tried to thin their numbers, stopping only to reload her plasma rifle, taking only a few seconds to set in a fresh 'bottle' of energy, before retunring to shooting blue bolts of plasma at the huns.
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Blaine grabbed his rifle, still dazed from the fall. He crawled to a fallen bookcase and propped himself up. Aiming around James, he fired through the front doors at moving riflemen. Adrenaline began pumping and the pain disappeared, letting him go all out. Moving around to the back, he dropped two Huns who managed to get inside.
The only Huns left were riflemen and officers. The only melee wielders had either gotten close enough to find a way in or were dead. The opposition was still fierce though, as the remaining Huns were dug in the field parallel to the library.
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Ray loosed another shot, smearing another Hun officer across the field. However, the raccoon collapsed after the shot, his scarf held tightly between his teeth. Ray cradled his left arm with his stumped right, unable to even lift his weapon. His brain locked up in pain, not allowing him to change position or even seek cover. Ray was left completely exposed, and unable to defend himself.
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As Gypsie kept running around resetting her traps, she would always check on Ray in between, so when she saw that he had moved, she ran to his side and pulled him into cover, then once that was done, she frantically searched up and down his body for injuries, fishing through his clothing for blood.
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((Hey sorry for being away so long but I'm back :D Just going to speed up my and Kai's storyline a little while he is away, so we sometime soon can join the group again))
They arrived at the abandoned shed next to the old laboratory entrance. Nitro got of the dirt and shot an explosive arrow at the old door, which shattered. He wandered into the shed and started to look through the mess. In the mess he found an old leaher bag marked with the explosive warning sign. He took the bag and planted next to steel entrance door. He the walked a distance and shot another explosive arrow at the bag which exploded. The explosion caused a hole in the door big enough to squeeze though.
Nitro looked a angela "Lets get going! "
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(i was just waiting for you Lawleit)
She nodded and squeezed through the whole. Once inside, florescent lights flickered on. Thick dust covered every surface. She coughed and saw another, well-kept door.
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Blaine moved up next to James and helped return fire, occasionally wiping the blood from off his face. He took out a hand grenade, pulling the pin and tossing it at a group of Huns hiding by the porch.
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James continued to mow down the Huns as he saw them, almost to the point where he shot at any shadow that moved. He made no sound as he fired the big gun. Any other person would bellow a war cry, or fill the air with arrogant taunts and insults to the enemy - but not James. He was as a machine, dispatching the Huns like one.
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Nari continued to mow down more of the Huns from her side of the Library. like James she made no sound other than the occasional grunt when her plasma rifle ran out of ammo.
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Unlike Nari, Gypsie was jumping around the windows, stabbing the huns that somehow made it to the building, all while having a childish grin on her face. Through the process of doing this, she was effectively creating a metal grid on some of the windows, protecting those on the other side to a small extent.
Gypsie managed to get to James, running beside him to kick two Huns away and killing them, after that she went to run back inside, sprawling down the stairs down as a bullet finally caught her, it pinning her shoulder, and the fall had knocked her out at the bottom of the stairs, but she was still alive.
Angel was still hiding in a secure storage vault on the main level, huddling in the corner, still having a mental breakdown, trying to block out the noises of gun fire.
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As Nitro crawled through the hole he saw the door. "Ah the good old Mark-III security door" he mumbled. He walked over to the side of the door and started to fiidle with a box. "These old babies have a nasty habit of getting stuck" he said loudly. "And therefore we would make a secret bypass for these doors, in case they would get stuck and we wanted to go home" he opened the box and started to put in codes in form of numbers on a num pad. "If the codes are still the same as they were last time I was here we should be able to get inside in just a second" As Nitro finished up putting in the code the door started to make sound, like an old 2 tons metal plate being lifted from the ground. "There we go, now lets see what treasures we might find in this old laboratory"
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As the door lifted she spotted a few things of interest right away. Caesium, half a full-body suit and lots of other interesting things
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The gunfire slowly died down, the remaining Huns retreating into the fields. The technical sat on it's top outside the library, burning and smoking. The building was a bullet ridden mess, windows shattered and siding falling apart.
Blaine leaned against the front door, rifle laid on his legs. He was silent for a moment before looking to James and laughing, "Damn, dude. We just held off an entire raiding party. Oh holy shi-" He said, seeing Gypsie wounded.
Stopping at her side, he pulled out a bandage and applied pressure to the wound on her shoulder. "Hey, I got you. Don't even trip." Blaine said, calmly.
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James looked around, then asked, "Where's Angel?"
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"The young dragon?" Nari asked passing by as she scouted the area seeing it clear. "Cowering behind the shelves in a corner, poor thing probably had a horrible experience with the Huns, whom which I kinda freed her from.
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Gypsie was still knocked out on the floor at the bottom of the roof access stairs, a bleeding gash on the side of her head and a bullet wound in her shoulder, but it wasnt anything too serious, but thanks to Blaine's efforts, Gypsie fluttered her eyes open, looking at the newly applied bandage, "Tight...", she held a dopey look on her face, suffering from a concussion. Regardless, she is alive, but with limited responses.
Angel raised her head as she heard Nari, realising that the gunfire had stopped. Angel slowly crept out of the dimly lit room she was in, the stains of glowing tears creeping down her face. Once walking cautiously around a corner and seeing Nari, Angel tackled Nari and hugged her, burying her face in Nari's shoulder, the dust of concrete and splitters littering her hair and clothing, herself speechless aside from the mumbled , "Thank you."
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After helping Gypsie, Blaine took his rifle and stepped outside. Bodies littered the parking lot and road in front, some still moving.
Lighting a cigarette, he stretched and moved around. Occasionally, he'd walk past a moving Hun. He'd dispatch and scavenge their gear, finding ammo and supplies.
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"How the hell did these guys know where we are?" Skye asked Blaine, appearing right next to him. "Something gave them our position - I don't buy that they simply stumbled across us and just attacked us out of the blue."
James watched Skye from the building with a soft chuckle. "She hasn't changed a bit..." He gently tapped his left hand with his right.
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"There's a ton of ways these pricks could've found us. A mole, recon spotters or raiders." Blaine replied, picking up a bolt action rifle from a dead Hun. It was a M700, a Remington model, with a black body and a decent scope. Throwing it over his shoulder, he went back to looking for ammo.
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"Recon spotters sounds more plausible," Skye said, noticing Hun who'd simply played dead starting to get up. She immediately went for her katanas and decapitated him. "And regarding James... you ever send him off somewhere alone again, I will personally sever your head. I lost him once; it will not happen twice!"
"And here come the theatrics," James chuckled, still in the library. He got his radio and spoke to Skye, "Maybe you should be grateful I'm alive, considering you thought I was dead."
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Ray groaned loudly, as his senses returned. His left arm was swollen below the paw, and the paw hung limply. It was obvious that his wrist was broken.
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Blaine slowly stood up and looked at Skye, tossing his cigarette away. "You threaten me again, I'll light your ass up like it was nothing. The man can make his own decisions, you should respect that." He said, trying to not to yell. Walking off, he took the new gear to the Humvee and began packing it up.
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As the door opened Nitro got a look into his old lab. "Will you look at that, all the work is still here" he said cheerful. He started to walk into the lab slowly going through all the workplaces. He was having a trip down memorylane. "All these unfinished experiments, and untested drugs, such a shame to let it all go to waste"
Nitro came by the workplace that used to be his. "Ah my old place, now lets see if there is anything here that might be useful".
He started to shuffle through the things on the table, and turned on a switch, in which the table opened a hole in the middle with a box inside
"It's still here" he cheered
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"What is," She asked inquiringly as she went to look through the vials of goop and active chemicals. She found something she knew well. A vial of the only thing she could drink/eat. "I'll keep this thank you." She said as she stuffed it into her chest rig.
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James approached Blaine, trying to help him out. "I do apologize for Skye's attitude - but it's not entirely her fault. She gets hostile after fights like that," he told him. "On top of that, she's spent the last... well, she's been under the impression I was dead, and you can imagine, that was hard on her - both emotionally and physically. Past her militancy and hostility, she's a good woman. She has her moments, as I'm sure you saw. She... just needs time to cool off."
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"It's alright, I just don't play around with threats. But I get it, things got heavy." Blaine replied, at this point on top of the truck checking the main gun. He looked back at the technical wreck, and sighed. "Well, unless we find another truck, some of us are stuck walking. Thank god, you got that gun when you did."
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Ray had moved from laying on his back to having his head buried into whatever solid object was near. He hit his head against it over and over again, until crying out in pain and frustration. The sniper seethed internally at himself.
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"It's alright, I just don't play around with threats. But I get it, things got heavy." Blaine replied, at this point on top of the truck checking the main gun. He looked back at the technical wreck, and sighed. "Well, unless we find another truck, some of us are stuck walking. Thank god, you got that gun when you did."
"That's my que." Nari said patting Angel on the head and giving her another candybar, "i'll be right back." She said. 5 minutes later Nari drove up to the otehr Humvee with the one she found "Somebody say something about another truck?" Nari asked.
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"Hell yeah, that's just what we ordered." Blaine replied, jumping down from the roof of the truck. After checking the new Humvee out, he went to check on Ray. Finding him in pain, Blaine dropped down and took his medical kit out. "Where's your pain, my man?" He asked, taking a small syringe of morphine out with a bandage.
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James was about to speak when Skye's voice called out, "Blaine..." If Blaine looked, he'd see her motioning her head for him to come to her. Body language said, "This is something to be said between you and I."
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Blaine sighed, giving Ray the syringe which would dull his pain to a bearable state. He stood up, dusted his pants off and slung his rifle over his shoulder. Walking up to Skye, he took out a cigarette and tucked in his mouth. "What do you want to talk about?" Blaine asked.
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"First thing I wanted to do is apologize for how I keep threatening you. As you can imagine... seeing James alive has thrown a lot of things into question for me, and my mind is a mess. Regardless, it is no reason for me to threaten you like that, and for that, I am sorry. James... is very important to me," Skye explained. "Second... I can sense our travels are taking us into the Texas region. If they are... there is... something there, something... I have to see, one last time. And if needs be, it can be a shelter for us all should we need it."
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Ray sat up slowly as his pain faded. He looked at his arms, one broke and the other stumped. He sighed, and shook his head. "Useless..." He looked at the others in shame.
I cannot shoot. I cannot scout. I have no purpose with these warriors.
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"Texas is still a few days of driving ahead but that's good news." Blaine replied, looking back to Ray. "Kid's been through a lot over the night. You two possibly find any medical prosthetics down there, by any chance?" He asked, hoping to lift Ray's spirits with something to replace his missing paw.
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"What is," She asked inquiringly as she went to look through the vials of goop and active chemicals. She found something she knew well. A vial of the only thing she could drink/eat. "I'll keep this thank you." She said as she stuffed it into her chest rig.
"it's my old project which is illigal so I had to hide it." Nitro took the box and hopened it. Inside there was 8 vials with different color in the bottom. "With the blood sample I got from Angel I should now be able to finally finish this project"
Nitro prepaired the work station by tourning on a bunsen burner and a eletron microscope. "If I'm correct a component in the blood should be able to stabilize my project"
Nitro started to work on his project. "If this works I will have a little surprise for the group when we get back to them"
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"Which Angel?" She raised her eyebrows. She went back to searching. She whistled. "Found the gooood stuff," she called, lifting a vial of non-nutonic fluid. It kept shifting from a solid to a liquid then building a new shape. She slipped it into a pocket and went to the half body suit. "The 'ol TALOS..."
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((pls don't die noooooo))
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(I'm here Blaiiine XD)
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((pls don't die noooooo))
((what? what have I missed?? :p ))
"You know the dragon called Angel who is tagging along with the group?"
Nitro slowly introduced the blood sample to the heat of the bunsen burner which made is glow slightly
"Uh I think I just hit jackpot"
he took a small sample out of the vial and put it into a beaker with water. He then took a sip of the water and sample mixture.
"Hmm yes, this is definitily the thing I need"
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"Oh, that dragon." She continued to prod and pull at wiring. "Interesting"
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"Texas is still a few days of driving ahead but that's good news." Blaine replied, looking back to Ray. "Kid's been through a lot over the night. You two possibly find any medical prosthetics down there, by any chance?" He asked, hoping to lift Ray's spirits with something to replace his missing paw.
"No, but assuming we don't find any along the way, there's a medbay in the shelter I mentioned - fully capable of replacing lost limbs," Skye said. "Something James had installed... just in case."
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A loud air horn could be heard as Nari honked the horn on the new Humvee. "I hate to interrupt,but daylight is fading fast and soon the creepy crawlies of the night are going to come I suggest we head inside for the night."
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Angel wandered out to Nari after picking up Gypsie. Gypsie walked beside Angel, as the glowing dragon supported her. Gypsie spoke up, "We're... coming... god my head hurts...", Angel nuzzled Gypsie, a concerned look on her face, "You be okay?", Angel asked Gypsie, "Uh... yeah... I'll be fine... I think...", Gypsie said, rubbing her wrappings on her head.
As the sun began to set, Angel and Gypsie both lit up a bit, with Angel's markings and fur base pulsing a soft glow of their respective colors, and Gypsie having bio-luminescent tattoos over her body in no particular pattern, but she looked like someone from a glow rave... minus the glow sticks, and only red glowing body paint.
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Ray stood slowly, and nodded. "We cannot stay here. Huns will investigate lost group."
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"Ray's right. That firefight is gonna draw reinforcements or raiders, let's pack up and we'll get a few miles away before finding shelter," Blaine said, walking to the porch. His bag was undamaged, luckily enough. Grabbing it, Blaine walked to the old Humvee and tossed it in. "Ray, Skye, Gypsie and James. You'll be with me, we'll stay behind Nari's ride since we have wounded." He ordered, climbing in the driver's seat.
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Ray staggered to the truck, and fought his way inside. He looked around a moment before closing his eyes.
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"Ray's right. That firefight is gonna draw reinforcements or raiders, let's pack up and we'll get a few miles away before finding shelter," Blaine said, walking to the porch. His bag was undamaged, luckily enough. Grabbing it, Blaine walked to the old Humvee and tossed it in. "Ray, Skye, Gypsie and James. You'll be with me, we'll stay behind Nari's ride since we have wounded." He ordered, climbing in the driver's seat.
"How is that going to work?" Nari asked "Angel can't use the gun, she freeze up." Nari noted, pointing to the gatling laser ontop of her Humvee.
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Gypsie lightly raised her hand from Angel's shoulder, "I could... just... just pump something in me to keep me... awake... and I can... use turret..", Gypsie started to doze off, then Angel did a tiny jump and woke her up, "Scchhhh-mmmyup! Uh... yeah... turret... gosh I'm tired..."
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"I'll man the turret on Nari's ride," James volunteered.
"The hell you will!" Skye disagreed.
"Now is not the time, Skye!" James snapped back. "We have to get moving, and fast! The more we argue here, the more chance we have at getting engaged by raiders or more Huns!" He stepped close to Skye. "I know this is the first time in the last two--" He paused, corrected himself, and continued, "I know this is the first time in a long time you've seen me alive - I know you don't want to lose me again. But you won't - not this time." He unexpectedly planted a brief, but lingering, kiss on Skye's lips, then jumped into Nari's Humvee. Skye stood for only a moment before getting in the other Humvee with Blaine.
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Blaine turned the radio on, lowering the volume before hitting the steering wheel. "Oh hell, we almost forgot Kai and Nitro." He replied, grabbing the radio. Fumbling through channels, he finally stopped and clicked the receiver. "Hey, you two. If you can hear me, get back here asap. We're falling out, got ambushed big time and can't stay." Blaine said before placing the receiver back on it's hook. He lit a cigarette and waited, rifle in lap. His facial wound finally crusted over with dried blood, looking worse than it was.
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Ray opened his eyes slightly, and sat up slowly. "Where is my weapon?" He looked around a little more, before fighting with the door in an attempt to open it. "Where is my thrower?"
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Blaine hopped out, opening Ray's door. "You didn't grab it? Well, actually, that was a stupid question. Where'd you leave it?" He asked, trying to help. The morphine would be dulling Ray's pain but also would be affecting his balance.
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Ray furrowed his brow, before he nodded. He eventually opened the door, but nearly collapsed as he dismounted. "Nearby hill. Hunted officers from there." Ray tried to take a step, nearly fell, and started to panic. "L-Legs aren't working?" He vaguely remembered Blaine giving him a syringe, and turned to him in confused anger. "What did you do?!" Ray moved to grab Blaine's vest collar, but stumbled and collapsed.
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Holly pulled her radio out, "Yeah, we hear you Blaine. We'll be back so-" she was interrupted by yelling from outside, she could hear the thwump thwump of rotor blades and a Diesel engine and hat was loaded to the max. She walked to the first door and peaked through. There was probably 20 URA agents with guns. They were slowly making their way to the door. Noticing her they opened a volley of fire, she ducked and the door was thick enough to stop the bullets. "Shiiiiiiiiit, hey Blaine? We got company over here! URA! After Nitro or something he made, we'll be the-" she was cut off by an armor piercing .50 BMG cal. bullet ripping through the metal of the door. It shaved her ear and she cried out. She ran to the smaller door and shut it behind her, then slid down it in pain holding her ear. "We're gonna need more cesium."
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"It was a pain reducer, it'll make you a bit woozy but at least you're not racked with pain," Blaine replied before the radio went off, hearing Kai's reply. He helped Ray up and looked to Nari. "Follow me, we got another problem!" Blaine yelled before quickly pushing Ray back inside and climbing in the driver's seat.
Peeling off, he maneuvered the Humvee up the nearby hill and stopped long enough to grab Ray's rifle. From a short distance, a few URA vehicles and soldiers could be seen firing at a bunker.
Handing Ray his rifle, Blaine looked back to Skye. "What do we do? I mean, we can try talking to them but I doubt that'll do any damn good," He said, shutting his door.
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Nari follwoed along the humm of the Humvee's Hydrogen Fuel Cell Engine quieter than the other but didn't show any less power as it rolled along it's wheels.
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"We'll try talking, first," Skye said. "If they don't respond to that, or if they start shooting at us..." she paused to rack a round into the chamber of her SG9 Raptor. "... we bury the f***ers."
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She heard she heard a little of the conversation, "No! Stay out of sight! If you come then we're all involved, might even get charged for treason. We'll deal with this." She got back up to get the caesium. She grabbed a large bottle and threw at the door. It shattered and everything began burning.
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Blaine shut off the radio and looked to Skye. "To hell with that, they start shooting, we're firing back." He said before hopping out and going prone near some shrubbery. Taking out a pair of binoculars, he observed the area near the bunker. "I mean, if they can handle it, we'll stay out of it." Blaine said to Skye.
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As the ceasium exploded Nitro was finished with his mixture.
"this should pack the punch for a situation just like this"
He poured some in a vial and drank the vial. He let out a scream like he was going feral. He then dashed outside and let his claws out, which were enhanced so they were bigger and thicker. He then proceded to climp the wall like it was nothing. When ontop of the roof he let out a roar
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"Just in Case, James power up that laser!" Nari said, observing from the second humvee.
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"Christ alive..." Blaine said, observing the situation from the hillside. "You, uhh, may not want to shoot that big dude.." He said to James and Skye.
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"Huh?" James responded. He saw the "big guy" and asked, "Did I miss something? When did King Kong get here?"
"F*** if I know," Skye answered. "I just want to get underway again."
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"THat guy looks familiar,, bigger, but familiar." Nari noted, ducking down in the HUmvee in case something were to happen, she also buckled down into the seat.
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"Isn't that the little chemist who almost blew half my face off with those damn arrows? Yeah, debt forgiven on that one." Blaine said, sitting up and racking a round into his M416.
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"Is this the part where we go in guns blazing?" Skye asked.
"Steady, there, darling," James cautioned her.
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After the roar, he heard some agents speaking. He turned in their direction and jumped off the roof. THe agents was sitting in a jeep with a leathery roof. He jumped right through it by ripping it apart with the claws and quicly dispatching the agents. Nearby agents noticed the lion flying off the roof, and started shooting
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"Fire, open fire!" Blaine said, lifting his rifle and opening fire on the URA agents. "James, target that jeep! Keep 'em from bugging out." He yelled, reloading his gun.
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James shouldered his Dragunov, aimed for the tires of the jeep, and let rounds fly. Just for good measure, he put a few through the engine block. Skye merely fired on the URA Agents with her SG9 Raptor.
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"How Do i get myself into these messes." Nari growled opening the door, shouldering her Plasma rifle shooting at some of the agents
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A bullet somehow made it into her thigh. "Shit!" She grabbed as much caseium as possible and limped to the door. She threw a large bottle at tha van. The van ignited and blew up. The caesium still burning. A bullet whizzed across her cheek. Another large round. She pulled up the radio, "Can we please take care of these snipers? I've lost part of my ear and have a bullet buried in my thigh..." She threw another vial, lighting a whole group on fire. She snickered watching them burn.
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Blaine looked up, noticing a small vehicle with a sniper in the main seat. "I got this, cover me!" He yelled, running back to the old Humvee. Climbing around the others in the back, he grabbed the LAW sitting in the rack.
Returning to the group, Blaine pulled the tube back on the LAW and popped the sights up. Targeting the vehicle, he let down on the trigger and a loud blast could be heard. The rocket struck the vehicle, sending it rolling into the nearby shrubbery.
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As bullets and shrapnels from exploding vehicles started to fly through the air Nitro dashed to another group of agents. While dashing he got hit in the arms by a bullet, and got several cuts from the shrapnel. When he got up to the group of agents he decimated them and flung one far away. He then jumped through a reinforced window, which had a few bullet holes. Inside the building he ran towards the lab
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As Ray sat quietly in the Humber, even with all the chaos around him, he stared silently out the window. He didn't feel the round that punched a hole in his ear, or the one that grazed his shoulder.
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"Thanks," she said into the radio, then continued lobbing caesium
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Blaine tossed the now smoking tube aside, sitting back on the grassy area. Keeping his rifle in hand, he watched the one-sided battle unfold. Taking a old half of a smoke he kept tucked in his harness, he lit it with his zippo and brushed his hair back.
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When he got to the lab he found 3 agents searching through his workspace and unaware of Nitros presence. He grabbed a table and threw at them knocking them out. He stumbled towards a metal case the agents dropped as they got hit by the table. He picked up the case, and slowly stumbled towards the entrance he made when they blew a hole in the front door. Once outside he used the last of his strength to run to the group in the vehicles. On the way there he fell flat on his face and only mumbling the words "don't shoot"
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She stared at Lawleit.. She wasn't done yet. She got up and stumbled toward the half finished suit. She started to strap herself in. It was amazing. Powerful. She walked back to the door. She was ready. She charged out, so fast she was barely a blur. "Die!" She slashed and hacked at everything that moved except Lawleit
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Nari got herself back into the humvee, awaiting further orders.
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She looked up from her bloody blade, seeing only a few people still alive. Including a very large man. "Blaine, you know that guy?" She inquired into her radio. She looked at the man, tensed.
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"Some officer, will probably relay this incident to headquarters," Blaine replied, "Which will probably get us all killed." He said, looking down for a moment. "Kill him, run the others off." He finished, slamming the receiver back in its slot.
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She nodded and in moments she had her knife through his neck, she grinned maniacally as she forced it down cutting straight through his Adam's apple. Then she was gone, her blade dancing through torsos and necks.