(JP between Fian, Moonman and Omega20)
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"CRAP!" It was the first time Fian swore throughout the whole simulation. The odds were so much against Omega team just a few minutes ago and now it is as though Rico has a needle pointed at a giant's crotch. "RUSH ‘EM!" members of his team swerved in and out of the corridors firing their LBRs and Arrows at the guards Rico had posted. The mass of fire took out a single well entrenched WATER2 at the cost of one of his own. "GO GO GO!" The remaining six WATER2s rushed the remaining sentry, the first one had his shield raised while Fian who was immidietly behind primed his shotgun.
It was taking longer than Rico would've hoped, but slowly the metals and materials being fleshed away by the group began to show signs of heavier machinery. In another few moments, they would have a wide enough hole into the engine to begin dismantling it from the inside. However, Rico's concentration was quickly trailed away as he heard a report from the guards he posted at the door. "We got incoming Rico!" Rico assigned another marine to continue blasting through the floor while he quickly repositioned to get a better view. Sure enough, Rico could make out numerous figures propelling through the corridor...gaining fast. Before long, they were plowing into the room. Rico turned back to his digging team. "Keep digging, you, cover them! Everyone else, OPEN FIRE!" Rico yelled, as the remaining members of Rico's Spartans began to engage Fian's marines.
"SHOTGUNS AND SWORDS!" Fian shouted, his eyes wide and unblinking as he filled the other sentry with antimatter. The flash shields of the marine in front of him blinked madly for a moment then he erupted in flames, passing through Rico's team and impacting in a ruined mess in the opposite wall. At that four shotgun shots rang out to disperse and distract the Spartans. Fian knew this was like running into a beehive naked, but he had to buy some time before Adrian's reinforcements arrive.
Rico's marines were ready. The unleashed a flurry of fire upon Fian's marines, both taking and dishing out massive blows as each side exchanged fire. Rico's men fought like demons, getting hit with near fatal attacks before standing back up and asking for more. Rico himself did his best to keep out of the fray, utilizing his tractor fields to move sporadically in the background, firing alternating charges when he found the chance. "KEEP IT UP! GIVE 'EM EVERYTHING!"
Adrian sat on one of the burnt-out computer consoles, surveying the damage and swearing at his losses. He looked to his few remaining men and sighed before standing. "Alright, guys. We lost most of our men, but we still got some fight left in us, right?" The men murmured in response. Adrian stomped his foot hard on the deck. "RIGHT?!" Some of the men jumped at his reply. "Listen, we might be hurting real bad, but we got friends down there who NEED our help. So are we gonna sit around here and let them go down in flames while we cry about our buddies?" The marines replied with a loud "NO SIR!" and readied themselves. Adrian smiled. "Good, now get to that engine room and let some heads roll!" The marines turned and bolted down the corridor, followed closely by the medic.
Through the whole massacre Fian kept his cool. His machine was ill suited against the current fight, forcing him to think a little instead of going all berserk, besides, he only brought one chain-knife. His monoeyes scanned the room for something important. It wasn't very hard, Rico was making a whole lot of noise anyway. Sanorama had to be taken out fast... or at least kept busy. "RICO!" Fian shouted, drawing his chain-knife and holding relatively still.
As the fight in below the engines intensified, a marine finally gave Rico a report that was not bad news; the thick flooring and bottom of the engine had been dug out, exposing the fragile systems inside the engine itself. Rico quickly ordered his 'digging' crew to move on towards the underside of the right engine and get busy, and loaded his FMD with a red charge, intent on firing into the soft underbelly of the engine.
However, before he was able to do so, Fian caught Rico's attention. He was standing in front of him, vibroknife raised, obviously provoking him. The fact that Rico thought Fian was stealing his thunder in the previous simulation did not help quell Rico's temptation to appease Fian's taunt. After minute of deciding, Rico smirked and trained his FMD away from the hole. "Okay baby, I'm game." Rico stated...he did not draw his own vibroblade from its place on his chest, however.
Fian had a Vibro-Chainknife in his shield hand, while the LBR was held under his right arm. Firing it right now at this range is going to make Rico lose interest in the duel very quickly; he had to keep it exciting. Adjusting his Ion Thrusters, he charged at Rico's left side where the Casanova's heart is.
Rico knew better than to get into a fight like this with Fian on the verge of destroying the engine...and he knew better than to attack a WATER with an AIR using direct strategies. However, his curious, competitive side got the best of him as he watched Fian begin to rush him. Rico aimed a tractor field towards the ceiling above Fian, jerking himself quick to the ceiling. In the midst of his flight, Rico aimed his second tractor field at Fian's armored feet, giving them a sharp pull in the opposite direction.
Fian had originally planned a feint. He flew right in and just before he was about to smash into Rico the Vel Steyr dropped his VBCS and raised the LBR... Except Rico was not there. Fian fired into thin air, on top of that he was suddenly tripped by his opponent, sending Fian into an uncontrolled somersault in the air. His 4ft long LBR struck the floor and broke into half before he managed to stabilize himself, splintering into a mass of sparking metal. Maintaining his momentum, he kept flying across the room before stopping at a safe distance.
"FUCK!" Fian cursed, without his LBR and VBCS Fian felt very impotent within his WATER2 unit. Rico is not going to buy him if he charged in barehanded like that. Seething a little, the Vel Steyr intentionally missed Rico's feet with a shot from his laser array.
Rico, still using a tractor field to anchor himself to the wall, laughed a little as he witnessed Fian spin out of control. The shot from his shoulder array didn't scare him...Rico knew how weak those things were against conventional shielding. With another quick set of tractor fields, Rico flung Fian's discarded VBCS across the room to Fian's feet, and jerked at Fian's legs once more, pulling them sharply out from under him and sending him face-first into the flooring. "Common baby, you won't get those tips if ya don't work for 'em!" Rico laughed.
Fian was really angry. He felt that he was positively humiliated by the outcome of the earlier attack and being thrown back his own weapons. Ignoring the din of the other marine's fighting around the room, he nonchalantly walked over and picked up his vibro-blade, and then continued to another discarded VBCS on the floor and picked it up. Entering a fighting stance, he planted both feet of his WATER2 on the floor for stability and activated his Thrusters for round two, the metal flooring screaming as the Vel Steyr skied across it.
Rico watched as Fian retrieved the two vibroknives while quickly taking a look at his HUD. There were more Alpha's coming into the room from the corridor, and although Rico's Spartans were holding their own, even they could not hope to cope with such numbers. Rico checked the second hole being dug under the right-side engine pod...one of the marines he assigned to tunneling had been shot down, but two more still worked under the fire, alternating shots with their weapons to peel away the metal ceiling below the engine.
As Fian quickly raced along the floor below him, Rico unstrapped his VBCS and un-anchored himself from the ceiling, assuming a combat stance directly in Fian's path. He raised his vibroblade and revved it loudly, flashing a devilish grin as he did so.
Fian smiled, countering one blade was easy enough especially when wielded by a person with no prior experience is swordsmanship. Bringing one knife up, he locked Rico's chainsword in a clash of metal and showering sparks. His other hand punched the AIR2 in the face, causing his prongs to come in contact with the Nerimium mask and deliver its shocking payload, as soon as the shields was gone he disconnected the EMP and took a swipe at the head, lightly grazing the armor around it.
He engaged his thrusters forward towards Rico's right side, in the process unlocking his right knife and bring it straight down across his opponents shoulder to its waist on the opposing side. Going into a half spin he narrowly dodged Rico's falling knife and then twirled his left knife once and slashed at Rico's right arm, grazing the nanomuscles, but not deep enough to injure him.
Rico could not do much to react as Fian executed the intricate knife-fighting. He was caught off-guard...not expecting Fian to be so good at close-quarters fighting.
Drawing his left knife, he raised both above Rico's head. Fian's heart was beating out of control now; it has been a long time since he did this previously well rehearsed move. Executing another elaborate twirl, he brought both down right on Rico's neck for the killing blow...unfortunately, blunt end first.
As Fain continued spinning his knifes around, Rico could do little to stop him. He cursed to himself, trying to get a hold of things as the gnashing edges danced around him dangerously. Before he could, however, Fian finally planted both knives into Rico's neck. However, something was wrong...Fian had messed up somewhere. Rico didn't give it another thought, and quickly delivered a powerful blow from his PPG to Fian's stomach, sending him skidding backwards. Rico quickly engaged his own thrusters, catching up to the Fian's skidding frame, planting his feet onto the lower torso like a large surfboard, and straining to aim his damaged right arm and its FMD onto Fian's chest. Rico didn't have any remarks. He quickly loaded two white tungsten charges, and fired them both into the WATERs chest.
The first white charge was partially deflected by the flash shields and destroyed Fian's energy barriers from the extreme stress, the second one however went right through the structural damage created by Rico's PPG shot and created a funny looking bump on the other side of the armor. Needless to say Fian's VR headset went blank. Exhaling, he leaned back on his chair in meditation, emptying his mind.
Adrian saw the small blips on his radar going out one by one. As he reached the bottom deck behind his men, he could see the carnage. Most of the marines were dead, and the survivors were all Omega squad soldiers. Adrian grimaced at this. Using a quick burst of speed, he came in front of his squad, and leveled the F-10 rifle he had strapped to his back at the beginning of the mission. About 20 meters from the door, he began charging the weapon, and when he reached the five meter mark before the door, he let go, sending the massive plasma ball through the door, evaporating one of the marines and continuing inwards. He stopped quickly, slung the F-10 and pulled a carbine. His other marines blasted past him and straight in, ready for a new battle. As his men and he blasted through the door, Adrian grinned. "HEY RIIIIICOOOO! I'M BAAAAACK!"
Rico did not a chance to savor the victory over his counterpart before he was interrupted by the main contingent of Adrian's squad. It was also at this point that Rico noticed the enormous ball of blue-white plasma hurdling towards him, completely enveloping on of his Spartans as it did so. It was Adrian. Of course. "Oh, FUCK. THAT." Rico exclaimed as he reached down and clutched Fian's lifeless leg. With one swift motion, Rico spun and hurled Fian's corpse into the plasma...however, that did not stop it. Rico quickly glanced up at the hole below the left engine...he didn't have enough time. As he dove off to the side, a portion of his leg began to superheat, the armor melting slightly and drooping. Rico quickly recovered and floated behind the rest of his marines, who were bruised and beaten, but still ready to fight. "Spartans, GO!" Rico shouted before turning to the second digging team. "Alright...blow it. Let's get this done."
Adrian saw the men preparing to fire at the engines. "CONCENTRATE FIRE ON THEM!" He, however, was more concerned with Rico and the three marines coming towards him. He charged a plasma ball in his left hand, lunged forward quickly, and shoved it through one man's chest, while the others were left to tango with Adrian's subordinates. Adrian found himself in the room, fire from his men blasting towards Rico's men. The medic found himself closing on Rico and aimed his carbine at his head, still out of range of Rico's close-quarters weapons. "Have fun with Fian?" He pulled the trigger and sent energy flying towards his opponent.
Rico didn't respond to Adrian's comment. His AIR jerked back to life, surging and dodging back towards to hole under the left engine, unleashing his full salvo of DARTS in Adrian's direction while doing so. He didn't bother looking back to see if it stopped Adrian. As Rico looked up, he had to lift his FMD with his left hand, the damage done to the mechanisms by Fian's vibroblade still fresh, and quickly loaded two red charges into the barrel before firing them straight into the hole. He then quickly spun around, his vibroblade still at the ready, not knowing if Adrian was behind him or not.
Unfortunately for Rico, Adrian was right behind him. The darts had cut his targeting, but he didn't need it for this. He grabbed the man by the shoulders, lifted him, and slammed him hard on the floor. Stepping around quickly in front of him, Adrian glared down at him. "Payback, bitch." Charging a plasma ball on his foot, he stomped it down onto the AIRs crotch, putting his powerful nano-muscles to good use.
As his lower torso began to melt away, Rico didn't have much time to do anything else. He strained to raises his FMD towards Adrian's chest, but could not...Rico instead was forced to point it at the knee of Adrian's armor. He laughed shortly one last time before pumping two more red charges out of the barrel, the resulting explosion lost to him as he quickly removed his VR helmet and shook his head with a grin and heavy sigh. "Why the hell is it always Adrian..."
Adrian felt himself flying across the room and hit the wall, his shield totally down. He looked down out his leg, and saw a crack. "Oh shi-" He heard the sound of the oxygen beginning leaking out, meaning that he had very little time left. He pulled out his F-10 aimed it for the few remaining Omegas, charged it, and blasted them away. With a sigh, he finally pointed his weapon at his own head, and blasted it off. Better to just get out than run into combat with his body shutting down.
Adrian pulled the VR off his head and stood. He felt itchy for some reason...