ShotJon said:
Alex moved as fast as she can. Mort with Saveli already positively killed one of the nekoes. Alex could not be mad at them for it. Not like she told anyone she wanted to get one of them alive. There was still one alive, luckily. Said neko was tossed to the ground by small arms fire, but her bullet-proof armour seemed to protect her enough. Alex made the one more needed step towards her, leaning forward and grabbing her. She immediately looked if the Neko had any grenades, afraid that her prisoner might try to blow herself up and damage her Hostile along with it.
"SURRENDER!" Alex shouted at the neko, holding her tightly by her neck, making sure not to snap it.
The neko that Alex was attempting to subdue had been previously injured by the sudden rush of the parking garage. Although she attempted to retaliate, Alexandra's Hostile was far more powerful than her, and it didn't take long before the neko's constant flailing for freedom eventually died down. The NMX soldier remained silent, however, but Alex could tell that the moment she let go, the neko would more than likely attempt either escape or counterattack.
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Soresu said:
It all seemed to happen in an instant, the gun pointed at her and then the sound of the LSP in her hand going off in response. These were no kin to her, no remorse was necessary if they served the NMX. And she showed none.
The two Hostiles covering the escalators swung their HPAR's down, pointing them to the new Nepleslian armor; laser-sights aimed at separate locations. One on the head, the other on center mass.
"Identify yourself!"
The nekos that had entered from the stairwell had little chance, being in such close proximity to Yuriko and her small team of armored soldiers. The LSP tore through them quite easily at near point-blank range, tossing them to the side lightly before they had a chance to retaliate. With the two of them gone, the threw newer, possibly Nepleslian signatures approached all the quicker.
"Hold your fire! Friendly!" A female voice sounded out, not from Yuriko's external speakers, from a communication link that had found its way into her suit. The channel was a secure one, although unlike armor-to-armor communication, this signal she was receiving granted no other additional information.
A quick look down the hall revealed why. The first one leading the group of three was, indeed, a Hostile armorsuit, thumping heavily down the halted escalator. It held a standard LSP in its right hand, but upon seeing the two SMX nekos before it on the ground, slain by Yuriko, the Hostile drew back its weapon into a ready position, pointed at the sky.
Behind the Hostile was a female Nepleslian, wearing an officer's uniform underneath a simple bullet-resistant vest. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun, and although she was not wearing a helmet, a large communication earpiece was sitting on her left ear, revealing her to potentially be the voice that had answered Yuriko's call for identification. She followed directly behind the Hostile in front of her, using the marine's armored frame as a sort of shield, in case Yuriko and her men were not as friendly as they had appeared. She also, apparently, carried no weapon.
The third figure trailing the pack of three commanded the most attention, due to its sheer size. At that distance, Yuriko would most likely recognize it as an
Aggressor powered armorsuit, the giant armor towering over the other two, its head only a foot or so away from the top of the tunnel as it carefully trailed down the steps. It was armed, from the appearance of its silhouette, but strangely enough, not Yuriko nor any sensor systems were detecting the presence of an Aggressor unit.
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Foxtrot said:
Thomas raised his LSP, moving closer to the dead Neko to inspect his kill, staring at the body for some uncomfortable seconds, looking for any signs of movement. Satisfied that the target wouldn't ever get up again, he turned around and faced the subway entrance, sparing a quick glance at Mayhew as she tried to ‘persuade’ one of the enemies to surrender. He turned his gaze back to the room again to see if nothing else would jump at him and then at was going on outside.
“I’ll check to see if the room is clear.” He announced briefly to Alexandra moved deeper inside the garage towards the halftrack that was parked there, raising his LSP again and scanning left and right as he approached the vehicle to examine it.
Thomas' approach towards the large vehicle revealed no additional troops. His quick scan of the truck revealed nothing, although it could have been noted that while it had been close to the firefight, there was no detrimental damage to the vehicle itself.
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Kokuten said:
Saveli turned into the Panel Gate room to check it for remaining contacts. Both of the remaining Nekos were flat dead on the floor, their remains burned across the floor. Though, one thing Saveli saw that made his eyes sparkle under his helmet. Guns. Guns and ammo. Guns, ammo, and salvageable equipment on hated corpses. These Nekos were the enemy, and rather soulless according to the Nepleslian military. So, no one would mind, would they? Of course they wouldn't. Who'd get mad at a little 'salvaging'. It was to each their own, right? Anyone who had a problem with it could suck his toe. Even as he was trying to justify the actions in his mind, he was already pulling objects off the dead bodies.
Though, he wasn't foolish, he knew they were still in combat. Saveli went for the most pertinent items, the Impaler rifle. He reached for a few pieces that looked like magazines for the weapon, and stuffed them in his suit's ammo containers. He chose to holster the pistol, before whipping around, and looting the other corpse of similar trinkets, and 'another' Impaler rifle.
Dragging his malfunctioning leg behind him, Saveli was able to gather up two of the Impaler rifles. However, the two nekos only had a single cylindrical battery-like object between them. Saveli was able to retrieve the items with no resistance.
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"Get up, you idiot!" a very familiar voice said. "Laura? What the hell are you doing here?" Bernhard asked. "I'm your fucking imagination telling you to wake up and get back into the fight! Not this boring ass dreamland you've consigned me to!" the Laura-hallucination spat.
Bernhard opened his eyes. Oh, right. Now wasn't the time for a nap, though it did sound tempting. He found himself buried beneath a pile of books and simply rose out of them.
Two kills and a damaged mono-eye. Oh well. Then he realized that he had better check on that Neko behind the counter. Bernhard grabbed the particle rifle from his last victim and two spare magazines. If he didn't get his HPAR back, this was still better than nothing. As he approached the counter that he had seen the first Neko dive behind, he readied his LPA for a second round, in case the Neko wanted to put up a fight.
Devlin sat up with a jolt. His trophy should have been pinned to the wall from the force of his kick, but there were no signs of the Neko among the haphazard bullet marks. The Hostile scrambled to its feet, unsheathing the vibrosaw from its side and spun in place, anticipating a counterattack from the sneaky bandit. He looked down at the sound of a crack! and paled considerably. "Eww," moaned Devlin as he lifted his boot off the Neko crushed faceplate and took a step back, receiving more snaps! and pops! from the body beneath him.
He turned in time to see Bernhard skid across the floor with his dignity in question. Devlin brought his LSP up and crossed his arms to use as a rest against the gun's kickback while he held the foot-long knife in his other fist. It did not take long to find Bernhard's attacker through the cleared spaces in the bookshelves, and Private Marsh fired at her through the constricted view, with the trigger held down.
Fortunately, the neko that had taken shelter from the ensuing combat had already bled out from the wounds she received whilst diving for cover. She still gripped her Impaler rifle, but lay motionless amongst a rather large pool of blood.
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The voice trailed back into Yuriko's ears, visibly matching the movement of the female officers lips as they neared the group. "Three friendly, two hostiles incoming from the rear! Behind us!" Although they were already close, the three of them continued on in caution until they received a reply.
Two final signals were rapidly approaching, just as the woman had warned. In seconds, they would appear at the upper end of the stairwell in hot pursuit.
