As Squad 35's tram continued on at a slowly increasing speed, the Runaway-Tram gradually pulled itself up and the two began to run alongside each other along the ever-turning tracks. Tram 1's continued speed pulled it farther ahead of Squad 35's position, Keziah and her small group only able to really access the center-most cars of the run-away train. The small handful of junker drones at the head of the tram skittered away beneath the undercarriage of Tram 2, apparently not so eager to fight as the previous ones that had attempted to cut the Crane Tram's ride short.
From their position inside of the tram, Keziah's half of Squad 35 could see faces begin to appear in the passenger car before them. Most of them looked somewhat alarmed at first, along with the frantic worry and fear that had no doubt been gripping them since the beginning of the tram's supposed malfunction. However, once the passengers realized who was in the tram running alongside them, they began to wave and give wordless shouts for help from behind the glass windows.
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On the opposite end of the runaway Tram 2, the rear end of Squad 35's Tram 1 poked out beside Method, Noboru and Seans' crane cart as it chugged steadily towards the junker-swarming rear car. A large handeful of the junkers at the top of the train had apparently grown bold enough to attempt another boarding of the crane tram. Five rather gnarly-looking drones reared back and leaped into the air, their legs baring downward as they dove...only to stop suddenly in midair, struck by an unseen force as they clattered harmlessly onto the track and exploded into a shower of sparks as the wheels of the crane car plowed into their frail bodies.
"HEY!"
A loud, bellowing voice shouted out from behind Norobu, Method and Sean. As the group of three turned around, they would be greeted by a few familiar faces, grinning devilishly at them. One, an enormous ID-SOL, appearance made even more menacing by the equally large CSS suit he was equipped with, and the other a smaller Nepleslian man with a sharp, harsh eyes squatting atop the ID-SOL's shoulders...Lenny Binks and George Resetti, two members of Squad 35 whom had been assigned elsewhere for the day. The smaller Nepleslian man, George, was holding his CSS Variable Weapon up, looking quite proud of himself...obviously the junkers failed attack were his to credit. "Looks like you could use a hand, huh fellas?!" George shouted above the din of the trams screeching along the tracks.
George and Lenny had apparently commandeered another Crane Cart from another section of the station, running on the same track as Method's cart. Two other Cirrus Station Security members accompanied the dynamic duo, a man and a woman, being carried along for the ride (rather cramped, due to Lenny's girth). On the opposite track, behind the rear-end of Squad 35's commandeered Tram 1 was another Crane Cart containing another three CSS members, their visors down and weapons up, signaling the group with a simple thumbs as the cluster of clattering wheels continued to race through the corridor.
The arrival of additional security forces nor their brethren's previous failure seemed to phase the enormous swarm of junker drones. Another handful of them skittered to the top of the car and leaped into the air once more, intent on landing upon Method's crane cart and having their way with its steaming, exposed engine cluster.
