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Alpha Team:
Adrian Decane
Gran Keats
Kokuten Gaiasis Chiaki the 5th
Fian Vel Steyr
Omega Team:
Benji Storm
Rico Sanroma
John Hawkings
Istavan Michealovitch Yuttreberg
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Wazu was doing his thing from his position in the observation area of the VR simulation room. His form was hunched over the computer terminal, typing away inside of a GUI scribbol programming environment while juggling an email window with his recommendations to NAM and the captain. The words of the nearby marines all blended into a haze of noise in the background of his awareness as the final touches were put on the sim.
The marines clicked on their VR simulators would find themselves with a list of who was on what team displayed on their screens as well as the typical choices of power armors and weapons available to them for this operation. Behind this semi-transparent menu screen was each team’s starting location.
Alpha Team started in the power armor bay of the NSS Alliance, the rapid launch system of the ship was offline, and not primed for use. Around them was the various equipment used to service and operate power armors as well as a variety of weapons and equipment strewn about the floor and the modular racks built into the walls. Without even an objective a timer started to count down.
3
Omega squad found itself on the outside of the hull of the NSS Alliance, near the middle of the ship. The point defense weapons had been stripped off the hull by weapon fire and a rather ornate piece of explosive was attached to the hull of the ship.
2
From the outside the hull of the NSS Alliance was considerably damaged, with its defensive weapons gone and its shields functioning only intermittently. Its main gun fired and off in the distance was a consolation of newly created stars out of the hulls of attacking ships.
1
The Marine’s VR systems came to life, giving them all freedom of movement as the counter reached the last number.
0
A powerful explosive jet pierced the hull of the Alliance, melting through a room and two hallways to expose the ship to space. Omega team then received their objectives
“Capture, Disable, Or Destroy the NSS Alliance.”
Meanwhile Alpha got their orders over the PA. “THE NSS ALLIANCE HAS BEEN BOARDED. REPEL INVADERS AND PROTECT THE SHIP.”
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Le Blue Dude
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 17:29 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan smiled, his grin ugly.
"Well boys, this one's going to be fun. Does everyone remember the layout of the ship?"
The pounding in his head began to subside... The pills were finally kicking in again.
"I'd say we want to get to the bridge, and take control there, but other critical points would be the engine/power room and the hanger... Perhaps we should split up to attack those areas at the same time?"
"Who can hack computers? We're going to need that to take the bridge. I'd like our best fighters headed for the armory and the hanger. Engine room should be easiest. We want to move fast while they still arn't expecting us. As soon as there is resistance we can slow our pace somewhat..."
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Kokuten
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 20:17 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Kokuten shook his head and checked his systems and his weapons. He had developed some good power armor skills and was ready this time. Kokuten had decided to stick to the WATER2 since he was used to the way it handled. He noted the loud speaker message that blared throughout the ship.
Ah, defense, this'll be rough.
He looked around at the rest the men around him and recognized about 4 guys from the original Charlie squad on the previous map. Loss and Lewis weren't among them. He also noticed that Fian was on his team again. He also saw Adrian's name pop up. However, he didn't recognize Gran's name. The Medic patted his rifle and looked in Fian's direction.
"Well, sir, your orders?" He said with a salute, even though he really didn't know who was going to be team leader.
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Moonman
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 20:35 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
(Mini-JP)
As the view slowly faded into Rico's vision, Rico smiled widely as he took in his surroundings. This time, he was not inside the NSS Alliance...rather, he was looking at its enormous hull from the outside. It didn't take long for the chain of events in front of him to surface, giving them both their main objective, and their first point of entry.
Rico was not paying much attention as Istvan began pointing out strategies. Instead, he was going over the list of marines that comprised the new Omega Team. To his slight shock and amusement, many of them were previously part of the last simulation's Alpha squad...and many of them apparently had noticed this as well, as there was a large succession of disheartened groans and moans filling the communication line. Fian was also not on his team...meaning he was on the Alpha Squad, probably gathering and leading his marines as they floated aimlessly. The Omega Marines were too busy moaning instead of organizing themselves, save for a select few. Rico smiled softly, and took a deep breath. 'I do love a challenge...'
"Alright boys!" Rico shouted over the communication lines. Many of the marines turned to him as he yelled out, wondering if perhaps they were not as doomed as they had first thought. "Th' name's Rico Sanroma! Now, I don't know about you guys, but-" Rico was cut off before he could finish because another voice chimed into the lines. "Aww, shut it Sanroma! They have all the best marines, and Fian leading them! We're done..." one of the marines next to him interrupted Rico, a few more nodding their heads and mumbling in agreement. This confirmed Rico's suspicions. He quickly boosted his AIR upwards above the gaggle of marines, so that everyone could see him.
"BULLSHIT! This is NOT done!" Rico shouted, quite stolid with his tone. The marine tried to object again, but it was Rico’s turn to cut him off. "It doesn't matter if most of them won the last simulation, and it doesn't matter if they have Fian. I'm not gonna lie, he was a decent leader," Rico continued, "But one marine doesn't win a damn battle! It takes EVERYONE! All of you are marines of the Star Army of Nepleslia. We are all the baddest motherfuckers in this galaxy! And I say we show Fian and his little boys how serious we are!"
A few small voices floated into the communication line, tiny squeaks of agreement, if Rico was hearing them right. In honesty, Rico was a little worried that Fian was leading them...the guy had a talent for leading. Rico didn't kid himself...Fian was probably a better strategist as well. However, Rico knew of one thing that Fian didn't instill into his men that last game, that the new Omega team needed desperately, and that Rico had in spades; boundless confidence. It felt just like the times Rico led his little street gang through the city-wide brawls...Rico was always the source of morale to them back then, and he knew it was morale that separated a shaken soldier from a hardened marine…all the tactics in the world won’t save someone who didn’t have the heart to fight. He silently hoped that he still had that inspiring touch as he continued to speak to them.
“We’ve got as much a chance to win this as they do. Hell, we might even have more, most of us already know exactly what this baby looks like on the insides!” Rico said, waving his armors’ hand at the freshly-created hole in the hull of the Alliance. “And I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m NOT gonna let those cocky sons a’ bitches get an easy win from me!”
This time, that small voice of agreement had transformed into a loud roar of approval, as all of the marines shouted in unison, raising their fists into the air. He even witnessed a few of the marines give each other a friendly head-butt. Rico beamed with delight, glad to see that these marines were not the gutless foes he fought earlier.
“Alright…I want three teams! Let’s show these Alpha bastards how Omega comes home!”
Istvan frowned at this cocky man's actions. He had been organizing things rather well himself. However he knew dissension in the ranks would be a bad thing. He switched to a private channel "I do not believe you best suited for command. However you have better speaking skills then I do. I will follow your lead to avoid trouble in the ranks." Istvan said, simply, into the com. "Give me the hackers though. I wish to lead a thrust on bridge while you deal with your plans."
The marines around them, still fired up from Rico's speech, began grouping into three solid, even groups. A few of the remnants of Istvan's old squad from the previous simulation formed behind him, while many of the older Alphas gathered behind their previous leader, Benji. The rest quickly rose to meet Rico. None of them were complaining or groaning now; they were all fierce, renewed men, ready to meet the challenge through Rico's rough yet effective inspiration.
Rico smirked a bit as he listened to Istvan's remark, and his request. "...if you think you can handle it baby. But me and my squad will follow you to make sure you get to the bridge... but after that, you're on your own."
Rico watched Istvan's men gather behind him. After all of the teams looked settled, Rico boosted in front of Istvan, standing defiantly in front of him. "Alright Istvan, you're in charge of this group. What's your squad name?" Rico asked, speaking through the broad communication channel so all of Omega Team could hear them.
Privately, before the men formed up "Escort... I do not need, it would be best for you to strike the enemy armory before they are ready, and to send Benji for the engine room. But it is your strategy now, not mine." After Rico asked for the name, Istvan thought for a moment. "My men are the Serpent’s Fangs" he said with a small smile over the broad channel.
Rico smiled as he heard Istvan's response. Rico didn't want any of this Gamma/Alpha/Beta call-signs for his team...they were nice and all, but Rico figured a name they chose themselves gave them more confidence, more power behind each shot, more energy to fight. He was glad Istvan seemed the feel the same way. "Alright then, you all are now the SERPENTS!" Rico yelled as they all shouted in agreement.
Rico quickly reversed his thrusters, landing this time in front of Benji and his team. "Okay then baby, gimme your squads name!"
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Mola
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 20:51 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As soon as the view faded into place he took a quick stock of the situation, staying quiet. Once Rico started giving out orders he agreed with himself. There was soft murmurings between Benji and his team. When Rico came over Benji turned towards him and said shortly over a private link to Rico "T.Y. Rico" and then over the broad band comm for Omega. "We're the Nights..." He said with a slight twitch of his fingers.
"Further orders, pretty boy?" Benji asked Rico, there were snickers and giggles from his team and they shut up when he pointed his LBR over his shoulder. "Now, I want near radio silence from you boys as we go... got it?" His team assented and then Benji snorted softly. "We're ready to go Rico..."
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Moonman
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 21:11 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Rico nodded as Benji told him his team name...not really the kick that Rico would've liked, but it seemed that all of Benji's men agreed to it. "Alright baby, the NIGHTS!" Rico said, giving Benji's armor a soft punch to the chest, pushing him back a small ways.
Rico's AIR rose back to his own squad before turned back to everyone else. "And we're the SPARTANS, baby! Let's kick some fuckin' ass!" Rico shouted once more, the entire Omega Team returning their shouts.
"Serpents, I want you makin' a break for the bridge. Get there, and get there FAST! Nights, you make for the engine room. If Alpha gets in the way, RIP 'EM APART! Spartans, we will follow the Serpents until the T-Junction before the bridge, and make for the armory. We will be movin' fast, so KEEP UP!" Rico spat out orders, everyone listening and nodding.
"Do it fast, do it hard, do it right! Keep up the talk, and keep up that strength! Pour it onto 'em and NEVER LET UP!" Rico gave his final piece of encouragement before kicking in his thrusters into the Alliance, the Spartans following close behind.
"You all have your orders! Time to get 'em done!"
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Mola
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 21:28 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Benji and his team piled in through the gaping hole after Rico. As soon as they hit the decks, all the guys whipped out their LBRs and Short swords and got moving. "Mike, Reme, Karo you three take point... Erik, Carl, Zaka, you're rear gaurd... The rest of you, keep your eyes pealed for the Alphas." After asserting himself over his little group of maybe twenty, twenty-five or so they turned on their elecromagnetic disrupters and Mass meshers.
They stormed down the halls, racing for the engine room. to destroy the generators and engines would be an easy task. Along the way they sealed off all the doors to prevent them getting jumped as they went. Dispite them being supposed to know the layout of the ship, Benji pulled up a map in his HUD and followed a shorter route towards the engine room at the stern of the ship.
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Le Blue Dude
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 21:31 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan noded "You heard the man. Untill we take that bridge time is our enemy. Push yourselves to the limit. waste no time." He shouted this as he began the mad dash through the corridors heading for bridge. If there were any automated defences in the halls he and his men took them out, capitilising on their knowlage of the ship. His men cheered as they rushed.... This disterbed Istvan... But he would do nothing about it untill they were at the bridge... They needed speed now, nothing more.
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Uso Tasuki
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 21:43 pm Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
Although Omega reached the bridge before Alpha, they still had a sturdy bulkhead to cut through before they could claim it for themselves.
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Le Blue Dude
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 21:53 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
That was simple enough. A little anti-matter would do the trick. Istvan gave the orders to blow the bulkhead down with the anti-mater, then take up defensive positions inside while the hackers hacked... Subverting an AI was never eaisy, but with controll they could hold the ship ransom, blowing it from the bridge by overloading it is power core or engines... But istvan was getting ahead of himself. He cringed at the force of the explosion. "Move move move! In In In! Take defensive positions! Get hacking!" He released his drone, and used it to scout the halls around the bridge....
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Davis
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:07 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
"Ally! From here on out I want you to relay all information on enemy positions to our team. I want you to continuously check who is accessing your info, and you only take orders from me." Ally's sensors were much stronger and harder to fools than individual power armor's.
Gran had uplinked his WATER's probe to Ally from a socket in the wall, his senses seemed dulled as he felt his mind seemingly absorbed into the ship. He knew the Omega's were going to try to disable or blow up the engines, a quick option for victory.
"Ally, keep a path open for me and close half to doors between the Omegas and the engine room. Also, lock down the elevators."
Gran also knew the blast doors could be destroyed but it would cost several antimatter shells, for each door, to the Omegas. The doors would completely stop the drones. "Ally, when the teams shoot out drones, I want you to isolate them, close doors around them." The quiet sounds of doors whooshing down near the bridge were heard as Istivan's drone was seeled off. Gran's team, him and six other WATERS, charged for the engine room, thrusters flaring mid-jump as they hopped down the halls. Getting to the engines first would be easy, defending them from whoever came next might be a bit tougher.
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SUBLIMEinal
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:11 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As Istvan entered the bridge, a small squad of soldiers were directly below him. They heard the muffled blasts, and exchanged looks. Adrian nodded his head, and an instant later the floor blasted upward in several places around the bridge and access corridor.
"3 UP EACH HOLE, NOW!"
Adrian came up through a sparking hole right in front of the door, and promptly charged a plasma charge in his hand and used it to swipe the head off of a nearby WATER armor. He grabbed the body and used it to smash another man into the bulkhead, leaving him pinned for extermination by a later assault.
However, the medic made a point to grab the dead man's vibro-blade. Around him, weapon fire was flying, the Omega squad marines surprised at the sudden attack. Adrian saw Istvan heading into the bridge. He grinned to himself.
This should be fun.
He took the looted vibro-blade, switched it on, and threw it before raising his carbine, aiming and unleashing hell on Istvan and the marines near him.
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Kokuten
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:23 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Kokuten began to here the sirens blare, and the PA annoucing that the bridge had been taken.
"Shit!" Kokuten yelled, and saw Gran take command of a team, if they were to take this, they would need to act fast.
"Uh... Uh... You, you, you and you three!" He said, dotting off 6 men with his finger, 3 AIRs and 3 WATERs. "You men are under my command, and uh... the... um... 3 AIRs will act as the Assault team, yeah... And, and... The 3 WATERs will act as a fire team!" The six men only stared at the stuttering Medic as he attempted to be a leader.
"What the hell are you standing there for!?" He yelled, finally getting his brain moving.
"Fire Team your on point, Assault Team, on me!" He barked, pointing up to the ceiling reaching the Bridge. The 3 startled Marines hesitated in moving forward, but eventually got moving. Kokuten followed in behind them and the 3 AIRs followed in behind.
"Sir, what's our designation?" Said one of the AIRs behind him. The Medic thought for a moment, thinking of a name as they advanced.
"We're Grenadier squad." Kokuten said, Grenadier squad hot behind Adrian, and pulling up support for him.
"Assualt Team, whip out your blades, Grenadiers, take cover and do not move until I give the signal!" yelled Kokuten as the began to take cover.
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Le Blue Dude
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:26 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan doged, and growled some of the energy splashing off his shoulder "Adrian, you let your rage controll you." he said, firing a blast at the man.. "Men take up defencive positions. Don't do anything stupid. Fire from cover, we have the advantage of defense. Do not waste it. Those of you with anti-matter get ready to blow the bridge if nessessary. That will cripple the ship." Istvan fires his bullet gun with his other hand, performing a roll on the floor. He took out one of Adrian's soldiers with a bullet burst, then sent another spraling with a well placed boot. "Fool" he called to Adrian "Pathetic Fool. You will die here, and you will loose."
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Unyuu
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:41 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian was amused, they had the advantage of having the Power Armor bay for themselves unlike the previous mission where Power Armors were picked beforehand. He gave himself some time to ponder the situation before ordering the 6-strong men under his control to pick theirs.
It seemed that most of the people in his team had taken the initative to lead small groups to defend the ship. Fian thought it was appopriate, there were many subsystems on the ship that require individual attention which is something a large group cannot effeciently do. Them boarders are practically boldly walking into their home, which was something even he was afraid to do.
Surely there could be some kind of advantage they can use? The bridge and engine room are the most obvious weakness, capturing either would spell the end of Alpha team. The defenders in the previous mission also had two objectives to protect, they had split up and so did the attackers. In the end the we had won by a very narrow margin. So as defenders, something has to be done extra to tip the balance in our favour.
The battle is in closed coridoors. AIRs cant use their mobility, Golems will rip the ship apart, Phalanxes will do both. Fian turned to his men as he clambered on a certain Power Armor.
"Everyone, in WATER2s!" Some groaned, including Fian. He would have also much liked being on a trusty AIR2 but people dont win from being rigid in their choices.
Within a few minutes everyone was preped and ready. A few of his team members hooked their prongs on the Rapid Launch system to give it a little juice to open the hatch. Fian was the first person to pop his head out into outer space. Looking around, he saw the hole which Omega went in... It was undefended.
Kokuten already had a squad headed for the bridge. So Fian decided to head to the engine room instead with an intention to sandwich the enemy forces between his and Gran's.
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SUBLIMEinal
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:49 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Adrian moved into some cover, avoiding some fire as he did so.
"Armors on bridge, box them in!"
He leaned his rifle out and fired blind into the room, hearing several yells of surprise.
"Listen, Isty, I may have anger problems, but if you think for a second I won't blast you, you're sorely mistaken."
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Le Blue Dude
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:53 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan called into his com. "Apacalipse. All men. Blow everything up. Everything. Now." All men, especialy those with antimatter, fired. There would be no survivors in the areas around or in, the bridge.
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Kokuten
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:58 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Kokuten noticed the actions Istvans squad was about to take.
"Fire team! Suppressing fire! And use your anti-projectile lasers to stop those shots! Assault team, use your blades and cut them up under their field of fire!" Kokuten barked, the Grenadiers Fire Team laid down an immense stream of laser fire as the Assault team began to slice down some of Istvan's boys. One AIR caught an Anti-Matter charge, going down the other two sawed through their respective targets, and began using their rifles on others.
The Medic caught Istvan in the corner charging his men with their duties like a fucking commissar. Kokuten grunted and took special aim on Istvan, opening his own direction of fire.
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Le Blue Dude
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 23:41 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan's men threw everything they had. EVERYTHING they had. they unloaded their entire stores of everything everywhere, even grabbing stuff of the dead in the room to fire more.
One man lovingly dropped an armed and ready to blow antimatter grenade down the holes the soldiers had come up with a quick "This is for you Tom, now pay me my fucking fifty creds you owe."
Istvan didn't even see the shot coming. The room looked blasted, and there did not appear to be any survivors within it. Istvan took his helmut off. "That was fast." he says to the instructors. "Normaly I don't do that sort of thing, but we couldn't win, and I took some with me!"
Two survivors hid, waiting for a chance to take at least one foe out each
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Moonman
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:03 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Things were getting hot, and pretty fast. Rico's Spartans, who had previously split away from Istvan and his group before they reached the bridge, were already getting hit hard by the Alpha marines who were able to catch up. As the reports streamed in, Rico considered turning his Spartans back to help them. More importantly, the data coming up from the Serpents' monoeyes was turning up a large number of more defensive PA units...Rico concluded that Alpha already had access to the armory, and took the advantage to outfit themselves to the occasion. He cursed to himself, realizing he would eventually have to make a choice.
"Istvan, it is three against one in there, you can't take command of it. Bust what you can and get the fuck out!" Rico ordered through the comm link. Rico's squad had met no resistance whatsoever...he realized that it might've been the same for the Nights as well. Rico tried to recall the layout of the ship as his team raced through the hallways towards the elevator system...but as they reached it, all of the automated door systems around them began shutting and locking. The elevator itself would not function. It was also at this point that many of Serpent Squad's monoeye signals and communications suddenly cut.
"Shit!" Rico said as he pounded an armored fist against the thick elevator doors. "Benji, the ship is shuttin' up, expect to have ta blow you way farther in. I think Istvan's out...we have to get this done, NOW." Rico had to make another decision then...with all of the doors closed, it would take far too long to reach Istvans' Serpents in time to help, and the precious time it would take to reach the armory would not be worth what little they would find there. After a quick moment of thought, Rico loaded an antimatter charge into his FMD, and motioned for his men to step back.
"New plan guys...the bridge and armory are lost to us. We're going for the main generators...the long way."
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SUBLIMEinal
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:07 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Adrian stood in the hall, literally shaking with rage.
Those. Fucking. Bastards.
He realized he desperately needed something to hit. Luckily, two blips on his radar gave him something. He moved rapidly into the room, jumped a control panel, and landed right in front of a startled marine. Grabbing the man by the throat, he activated a small, weak plasma charge in his hand. As the plasma burned through the metal, skin, muscle, and bone, he began screaming for help.
The other marine arrived just in time to see his friend's horribly-burned head smash to the deck, and the rest of the body slump down slowly to meet it. He watched as the tall, crazed medic turned to look at him. As he raised his rifle to fire, a ball of plasma struck him in the face from the medic's palm, fusing the helmet. An instant later, he felt his legs and groin go numb, and felt his torso strike the ground hard.
"Fucking bastards." Adrian kicked the dismembered, bloody torso into a wall, his rage somewhat subsiding.
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Uso Tasuki
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:12 am Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
Enough firepower had been dumped into the bridge room to destroy the equipment inside. The armored shell around the bridge helped contain the explotions and heat. The heat built up more and more as did the amount of flying shrapnel.
Istvan and his men would find their armor damaged by the multitude of impacts and anti-matter. Each would then die and have their controls disconnected as their armor failed and their bodies fataly overheated.
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Le Blue Dude
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:13 am Post subject: Reply with quote
It the real world Istvan crouched in front of Adrian, watching his face twitch. "Wow you're pissy." he said walking around the chair, and breathing down the man's neck "You got an itch" he said "And you can't scratch it. Got an itch. Got an itch. Got an itch... YOU GOT AN ITCH!" He never touches the man, simply walks around him chanting "itch. itch. Itch."
Istvan thought that this is fucking hallarious.
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Kokuten
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:31 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Kokuten breathed heavily, his brain going seven miles faster than his heart. He was having trouble breathing, the rush that made him make swift commands, had messed him up. His body had been attempting to catch up with him.
"You men are under my command, and uh... the... um... 3 AIRs will act as the Assault team, yeah... And, and... The 3 WATERs will act as a fire team!"
"Assualt Team, whip out your blades, Grenadiers, take cover and do not move until I give the signal!"
"Fire team! Suppressing fire! And use your anti-projectile lasers to stop those shots! Assault team, use your blades and cut them up under their field of fire!"
I guess I do make a pretty good makeshift squadleader
The Medic stood himself up and walked over, the room was covered with blasts and blood. He walked over to his first kill, Istavan Yuttreburg. The Medic still had a little tilt going after the rush. He looked down at the virtually dead soldier, he nudged the body with his foot.
"I tell ya, some the craziest, bravest, and down right stalwartmost men are the first to die. Enjoy Virtual Vahalla, buddy." He said as he was about to turn, but something caught his eye. The longer version of the chainsword was strapped to Istavan's back. He reached down and took it off Istavan's corpse, he noticed that his the rest of Grenadiers were looking at him.
"What the fuck are you guys looking at, he won't need it." He looked at the sword in his hand.
"Meh, I feel sorry for him, I guess in a way, If I use this he'll be fighting. Against his own team that is." Kokuten said, equiping the sword to his back.
"Heh, Irony's a bitch, eh?" said one of the Grenadiers.
"Hey, Adrian, you feel any better?" Kokuten ignored the previous comment.
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SUBLIMEinal
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:57 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Adrian stood for a moment and then nodded.
"Yeah Kokuten, I'm fine."
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Davis
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 01:03 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Gran looked over the sensors, seeing the massive engagement in the bridge. Ouch, there goes all the hand controls, luckily the computer core isn't near there, and I still have Ally. He ran a few commands through Ally, the engines whirred for a second, a report came back to him: the Hyperdrive was unaccesable. No matter. "Everyone take cover."
They scrambled behind boxes and plates that were bolted to the ground, Gran took a position slightly closer to the engines. Ally had told him that Rico was heading towards him. He knew with all the doors closed and elevator inactive, Rico wouldn't sit around to blow through them all. He just didn't know where he would try to enter the engine room, and he sure would be angry..
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 03:11 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian was quite relived that Adrian had managed to take out the team attacking the (Now nonexistent) bridge. He did not expect a meer medic to be capable of such carnage but he expected a similar or much better peformance than the last mission. Checking the scores and positions Adrian and Kokuten's team, Fian assumed that 1/3rds of the enemy is destroyed using 2/4ths of Alpha team. Most notably, Istvan is was taken down without important losses on his side.
Which leaves 2/3rds of Omega and 2/4ths Alpha to duke it out at the rear portion of the ship. Fian frowned, Rico and Benji would be engaging the lone Grant Keats any time now. Unlike the bridge which can be destroyed (but not captured), hitting the fragile ship generators is going to be an easy win. Perhaps they should have taken the faster AIR2s after all.
"All right men, rush the generators. We need to keep them as occupied as possible untill Adrian and Kokuten arrives." Fian said rather modestly, he didnt like people barking orders at him either. "Keep your Smokescreens on, we dont want them to know our troop movements. Use the LBR to fight down lenghts of coridoors and Shotgun anything that gets too near."
"Go in pairs. Gregory, youre with me. Move out." Fian ended his string of commands with the "Out" hand signal. His team broke up into three groups as they boosted their way down to the generators.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 06:54 am Post subject: Reply with quote
"Yeah I know..." Benji said to Rico as a door completely shut them off from their path. "And now it leaves me no choice but to go up...." He pulled C4 from his skirt and forcefully wedged it into the celing. Everyone backed off and when the C4 exploded they stormed the deck above, manually closing all the srounding doors and damaging the wires to prevent the door from being opened the easy way. The C4 process was then again repeated untill they were once again atop the ship. A tripwire and more explosives were left behind for any, so stupid to come up behind them. Then they were off, flying down the back of the ship and heading for the enginges.
Cautiously they approached where the backside of the Engine room was and laid out more explosives. They all backed off and then the ani-matter charges exploded to blow a hole in the back of the ship. "OH GRAN HONEY!" Benji bellowed, his men immediately firing their LBRs into the ripped open engine room.
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Davis
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 08:09 am Post subject: Reply with quote
"Ally, make sure that Fian Adrian and Kokuten get plenty of open doors between there and here, keep the elevator closed still."
A security cam's view popped up in Gran's visor showing Benji blowing through the ceilings. "Alpha? I could really use your help down here, this is going to get ugly." He checked Ally's readout of the corridors one more time, everyone was inside except Benji.
Squad channel: "Everyone, stay down."
Private channels: "Fian, Adrian, Kokuten: I'm making sure you guys have open doors between there and near the elevator, I'm keeping it off to slow Rico." A smirk crossed his face. "Try to stay inside for awhile, I wouldn't want any of you to get squashed."
Here goes nothing. He watched the external cameras through Ally's connection and sweated slightly as he watched the explosives arm and explode. Now!
"Ally! Grav Drives, straight away from the open hole! Full power!"
Gran yelled as the engine room was ripped open. His team staying under cover, hidden as the beams burned into the random plates around the room. The engines roared and the ship lurched instantly, pulling straight away from Benji's group at a breakneck speed that shocked the eyes. The gravity drive of the ship protected anyone inside by nullifying the inertia and moving whatever was in it with the ship, but Benji's group, who were still outside, were left a good distance away in empty space as the ship rushed away from them, if anyone had used tractor beams to latch on to the ship, chances were that they would tear off a plate of armor as opposed to holding the marine to the ship. Everyone inside probably wouldn't even notice that they were moving, unless they were looking out a window. But the Alpha's knew, they had received a short message from Gran detailing his plan, making sure they were being careful.
"Ally! Grav Drives: rotate towards the attacks! Slight forward!"
He yelled again as the engines roared louder, the 958,402 kg ship instantly stopped and swung towards Benji's group like a baseball bat, the forward command changing it is course slightly so that the Omegas were no longer over the hole.
"Let's see how you like being part of the ship's paint job."
Gran mumbled happily as he watched the external cameras with the armored hull flashing towards the group of PAs at speeds that would surely crush them, the whole act of moving only taking around two seconds.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 09:52 am Post subject: Reply with quote
As Rico and his team raced through the lower decks of the ship, many of the bulkhead doors were still closed between them. It was apparent that the DEIMOS system was still intact, meaning it was very possible that Alpha team knew exactly where they were...and Rico didn't like it. After blowing their way through several of the armored doorways, Rico's squad had themselves positioned in the large, open storage areas, directly below the engine pods. Benji and the Nights were already assaulting the engines directly above them.
As the sequence of ship movements fell into place, there was little Rico could do to warn Benji. Although, he found it quite funny at the same time. "Okay baby, shake it off and get back in there!" Rico commanded to the Night squad with slight reluctance. In truth, he didn't think that very many of them were still alive, let alone enough to put a full assault on the engines...their signals were still around at least. Benji had served his main purpose...locating and sending the data on the positions of the twin engines.
"Alright, I want three of you watching that door!" Rico waved two WATER armors and a Golem towards the freshly anti-mattered bulkhead door. "If you see anythin', waste 'em!" The marines roared their response, and positioned themselves on the separate ends of the blown bulkhead.
"You, help me with this." Rico positioned himself directly under the left engine and loaded the last of his anti-matter charges into the barrels of his FMD. It took the marine a moment to realize what Rico was planning...and he laughed and followed suit.
"Everyone else, watch the ceiling! If they try and come down here through the floor, they'll have to come through holes. Concentrate fire! Give 'em everything, EVERYTHING! NEVER STOP!" Rico gave his final passion-fueled command as everyone took positions, and fired his shell at the flooring underneath the engine, intent on disabling it from the bottom up.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 13:06 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As soon as they were free of the ship, Benji got his team moving. The hot air from the engines pushed the marines back and out. As he saw the ship comming around to make them paint, Benji grinned. The marines split, pushing their boosters to the max in order to get out of the way as the ship roared through the circle they'd made. Eight of them were too slow and did become part of the paint job, the rest slowed themselves and waited for the hole to come to them.
Benji and several other loaded their Ani-matter charges into their FMDs and then as the ship roared past underneath them, they waited untill they had sights on the hole in the rear and let loose their ammo. Several of the charges landed inside the room and the others hit the hull of the ship, blowing off more of the armor and widening the hole. Soon, Gran's team would be in the direct line of fire. Benji and six other marines dropped and fired their LBRs at range into the Engine room as the ship speed away.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 14:27 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan was bored. He was watching the screens, but he was still bored. He had given up on bugging Adrian, and now was moving on to other things.
When a 6'6" tall man with bulging muscles gets bored there's not much people won't let him do... Fortunately what he did was not all that outrageous. He simply began reciting old, old, war poetry... so old that it is meanings and origins were lost to time. He started with "Horatius" which suited the situation that they had just been through, as he tried to enliven his men who were depressed somewhat about their early "deaths"
He gave special attention to one particular stanza
"Then out spoke brave Horatius, the Captain of the Gate:
‘To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late.
And how can man die better than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his Gods"
http://www.tom.womack.net/epic/horatius.html
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Davis
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 16:23 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Gran's smiled widened considerable as he heard the plinks and crunches of the Omegas becoming paste on the side of the virtual ship. Phrases not unlike "Dude! What the fuck!?" echoed throughout the rec room as some of the now dead Omegas jumped up. The previously perished Alphas who were watching the screen burst into laughter, seeing a wonder of a ship be used as a bludgeon.
As the anitmatter rounds streaked into and around the hole, one marines and his cover was vaporized completely, another loosing his arm and shields as he was flung from cover. Gran took a quick look at the outside cams. Shit... six versus five... and a half. "CPD!" Each marine deployed a round, the room filling with the shining particles. The rain of LBR fire coursed through the room again, straining through the cloud at their cover again. Since the long range LBR was less effected by the particles, the bolts continued to burn away their shrinking cover. The poor marine who had been flung from cover took several rounds in the back, quickly ending his sim. Another weakened beam flew through the particles and melted Gran's right calf, fusing his knee joint, he grunted and slid to a thicker part of the cover.
"Ally, use the grav drives to point the ships ion engines at them, I want half-power on the ions. Then use the grav drives to back into them, burn them up." it is a big hole, but it should definately hold, she's stronger than that.
The ship stopped it is speedy swinging, and turned and twisted quickly again, leaving Benji's group to stare down the center of a set of angry ion engines. The engines started with a bright flare, and the grav drives pushed the ship backwards. Small and loud creaks reverberated through the hull as the ion and grav drives opposed each other. The whole ship charging like a giant angry energy bayonet. Gran was worried that they would see this coming and would be quicker to get out of the way.
"When do we get to shoot shit!" Yelled a teammate, his smile at the splattered Omegas subsiding.
"Don't worry, you all now have access to the outside cams. You will know exactly when they are coming." Gran replied, his probed beeped as small view screens popped up in each teammates's visor. "Mass Meshers on, we should be practically invisible inside this cloud. Use the ships cameras and targeting, pop the heads off the first Omega you see." Each of the marines poked their heads out of their now scant cover, waiting for the first sign of enemies, their view augmented by the ships scanners and cameras.
"Koku, where are you."
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 16:27 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
(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...
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Ittô Juni
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 19:22 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Kokuten led his small team of marines outside, careful to keep out of the way of any of Gran's manueverings.
"Gran, I've left the Alliance, so give me fair warning when you decide to swing at the Omega guys."
Looking up at the hull, he could see the spattered remains of Benji's Nights. He whistled. Looked painful. Moments after leaving the ship, the Alliance swerved over his head, and blasted backwards.
Kokuten and his men got the hint and flew towards the end of the ship, hoping to find nothing, but knew a least one Omega probably would have survived.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 23:44 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Benji took his time to look over their scores before taking out his wires and getting to his feet and streching. He quietly tip toed out of the room and came back with a can of shaving cream and a galss of Ice. He snuck over to Fian and slipped a few peices of ice down his shirt and drew a smily face ont he back of his head with the shaving cream and then did the same with Kokuten and Gran. He tucked the shaving cream bottle under Gran's arm and placed the glass of ice near Fian's hand.
Revenge was sweet and stupid stuff like this was even sweeter. With a snicker he went to see how the rest of th e battle was going.
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Chui
PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 00:53 am Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
Extensive damage had been done to the alliance, including the loss of the bridge and the loss of one gravimetric drive.
Ally was still intact and could still operate critical systems like the main weapon, sensors, and partial engine control which was being repaired by the ship’s automated damage control systems. The VR simulation would soon end with victorious defenders.
“Alright Marines, take a break and chill out,” Wazu said as he stood up from his chair in the viewing area. “Rico and Fian I would like to see you for a debriefing here in ten minutes.” Wazu then simply sat back down and resumed placing commands into the ship’s computer.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 01:07 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian felt the ice going down his shirt and wondered which nutfuck was trying to do him in. Holding very still he allowed his mysterious assailant to finish. When he heard footsteps walking away The Vel Steyr got up quietly and took a good look at Benji's back. A fellow teammember handed him a towel to wipe the shaving cream off him while all six of them leaned back on the wall observing Benji up to no good.
"You are gonna let him off the hook?" One of the marines asked.
"Hell no."
When the evil deed was done, he took a spare towel and wiped off the shaving cream and removed the ice on Gran and Kokuten. All in plain sight of everybody. He would look up occasionally to see if Benji was looking at him (And if he did, the Vel Steyr would only shake his head disapprovingly). When he finished, he placed the bottle of shaving cream and the glass of ice nicely on a table.
And then he walked out... To the washroom.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 01:15 am Post subject: Reply with quote
As Rico watched the final moments of Omega's attack on the Alliance he tried to keep the group of marines around him up in spirits. "Hey baby, don't sweat it so much. We did pretty fuckin' good. Didja see me waste Fian baby?! And how about that Benji, gettin' hit by the damn ship like a fly, eh?" Rico kept on and on, eventually coaxing a few smirks out of a few of them. Truthfully, he was a little disappointed himself for the loss, and readied himself to receive a few taunts and jeers from the victorious Alpha squad.
However, before they could pounce on him, Wazu spoke up and grabbed the attention of the room. He wanted Fian...and Rico to meet him in ten minutes? Rico wasn't paying much attention to Wazu until he heard his name, and that was pretty much all he heard out of Wazu at all; his name being called. 'Oh shit, what did I do? Man...' Rico shook his head with a sigh and ran a hand slowly through his hair.
It was at this point that the Alpha Team winners began practically lining up to give Rico a piece of their mind. Rico readied his middle fingers.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 02:34 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Soreta smiled knowingly as she saw the simulation's results; having silently taken place nearby Wazu in the viewing area. "Some of them are quite good...they've got things on their side the others do not." While she didn't elaborate on that quality, she mulled over it in her mind.
It was a strange quality, one that was often percieved in the most famous of starships...a one-in-a-million crew, favored by the gods, with an incredible amount of luck and skill...that was their gift. They were the movers, they were the shakers, they were the catalysts of change.
But they had their curse as well; tortured by their past, being a constant target for the enemy's most powerful forces, and seeing death, sorrow, and envy every day of their lives. In a way, it was easier to live the other life than it was to live this one, for the pain would never outpace the reward.
It was the burden that she had to bear, as well...
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 12:43 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
"Awww man..." Came grumbles from Gran's crew as they lifted the VR helmets off their head, they hadn't gotten to pull their triggers once during the sim and were still itching for some action.
Gran pulled his helmet off and casually rubbed the back of his head, it felt cool. Fian had gotten most of the shaving cream, but his curly hair still had some trapped, and its smeared across his hand and more hair. He didn't say anything, since he was feeling a little rough, just like last time. He set his elbows on his knees and breathed deeply for a few minutes waiting for his next command.
He smiled at Fian, who he saw walking away with the towel and made a note to thank him later. He saw people massing Rico, obviously wanting to brag about their victory. He would have to join them in a second.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 12:59 pm Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
For the moment Gran had been dismissed to go chill with the rest of the marines save for Fian and Rico.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 13:17 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Captain Miller sent a message to the support staff on the ship, one that reached their datapads in seconds.
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We will be having our briefing in the mess hall after the marines are finished with their simulations. Please prepare the area and have refreshments ready to serve.
Miller had left his room minutes ago and was striding down the ship's hall, reading his own datapad, which contained a message from High Command.
His chest swelled with pride as he walked. There was good news to be shared, and Miller wanted the crew to hear about it.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 14:34 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
The kitchen staff got on preparing the refreshments for everyone moments after the orders went out to prepare for the briefing. By the time everyone was there they'd have everything laid out and ready. With a swish of whirling air, Jet stepped out of the room he'd been monitoring the marine's VR experience from. His hard soled boots rang out as he walked down the spartan hallway toward the briefing room.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 20:04 pm Post subject: Lunchy Munchy Reply with quote
Oh boy, work.
Chris had been enjoying his time undisturbed in the kitchen along with the others, but of course it was time to give the pigs their slop again. On top of that the captain seemed to just absolutely love giving speeches in the cafeteria.
"So girls, any ideas on what dish for today?"
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 21:35 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As the mass of marines began slowly filing out of the recreation room, Rico stayed behind. He had himself planted casually in a seat in the center of the room, throwing nods and a quick "catch ya later baby" at his comrades as they left, all the while trying to think of what reason Wazu would have to keep him behind. He had decided to wait out the ten minutes Wazu had given him...he didn't feel like he needed to be anywhere else. As the minutes ticked by, Rico tried to keep his smile from turning into a grimace.
'Oh shit...I bet Ally ratted me out.' Rico concluded. He shot a quick glance at Ally, still standing up on stage. When she looked back at him, Rico gave her a greatly exaggerated frown of sadness. 'Jeez, all I did was give Adrian a little kick. And maybe I was goofin' around a bit in the sim. Not anythin' to get upset about...' Rico continued to slump down into the chair, waiting for Wazu to finish whatever he was doing on that computer screen.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 01:41 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Adrian, despite his team's win, was still a little pissed off about some matters.
As such, on his way to the cafe, he took a stop-over to the medical bay. Adrian whistled at the newly-finished room. Far better than the make-shift area that he had been forced to use on their last mission.
However, he did not let his wonder hold him too long, and he quickly located the section of the bay that housed the various drugs.
Looking through the dozens of choices, he realized that almost all of them were pain-killers, and as such not a very effective means of pay-back. Until he saw Vigour.
Thank you Emrys Industries. Thank you so, so much.
Adrian grabbed two of the 40 or so available capsules, dropped them both in his pocket and exited the room and headed for the cafeteria, wondering the entire time why the hell anyone would ever need the extremely potent aphrodisiac for medical use.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 01:41 am Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
Wazu placed his hand on the cane beside him and used it to pull himself up to his feet. “Alright, we just need Fian to arrive and we can began.” He said simply, looking past Rico to the door of the simulation room.
Fian felt refreshed, exciting situations tends to cause his bladder to go overtime. As he keyed the door open he was surprised by Wazu looking right at him. Stopping right next to Rico, he snapped into a salute. "P3C Fian Vel Steyr, reporting. Sir!"
As Fian entered and went into a salute next to him, Rico suddenly whipped back into attention from his thoughts, stumbling up and giving his own salute in return. "P3C Rico Sanroma, sir!"
Wazu nodded, his grey eyes going from Fian to Rico. “Both of you are here because of the way both of you performed during the simulation. Specifically, Fian for taking charge first and Rico, for organizing the assault on the Alliance as well as some rather unconventional tactics.”
“At ease marines.” Wazu added before continuing, “As such I am recommending both of you for promotions.”
Rico let out an immense sigh of relief as he listened to Wazu's reply, feeling as if two ID-SOLs who had been camping out on his shoulders suddenly decided it was time to get off. As he lowered his hand from the salute, he chuckled a bit and patted Fian on the shoulder. "Heh, shit, a promotion, huh? Way to go Fian."
“I am sending copies of the reply to NAM. I would like both of you to cooperate with them if they have any questions about the sim. The information will be used to further refine our weapons and tactics.” Wazu checked the time display on his data pad and then added, “I also wanted to say that I was impressed with both of your leadership and combat skills during this exercise. If you have no questions then I’ll release both of you to go chill with the rest of the marines.”
Rico stroked a free hand through his hair and put on a relaxed smile. "No questions here, chief." Rico replied nonchalantly. However, Rico was silently questioning this decision himself...he could not think of anything he did in the simulations that would've brought about this recommendation. In fact, quite the opposite, he was just glad this wasn't a reprimand. However, again, his curiosity got the best of him. "...wait, actually, I do have one. What were these 'unconventional tactics' you're talking about?" Rico asked, a look of curiosity about his face.
Fian kept quiet, wanting to listen to Wazu's explanation to Rico's question.
Wazu looked down at Rico from his place in the viewing area, “When you left your simulator you attacked one of the marines. Regardless of the intention of the attack it was not something that was expected by the other team.”
Fian was shocked, a unsportsmanship behavior like that being worthy of a promotion? Unthinkable!
Rico's smile quickly turned upside-down, and he stood there dumbstruck for a moment. He coughed a bit, clearing his throat roughly, trying to find a good reply for this situation...of course, he couldn't find one. "Uh...okay then. You got somethin' Fian" Rico glanced sideways to Fian, trying his best to change the subject. FAST.
"No question sir.” Fian answered. Something about what was previously said is making him want to leave the room fast.
“Very well then, you two are dismissed.” Wazu said simply, quickly moving back to his computer terminal.
Fian saluted Wazu’s back, turned around and made to the door. All while looking at Rico with that ‘We need to talk outside, NOW’ look on his face.
Rico was all too ready to leave after that last remark, and followed Fian outside the room without a word. However, as both of the marines walked far enough out into the hallway, Rico spoke up before Fian could intervene. "Ally!"
An image of Ally materialized in front of the two marines, her hands were neatly folded behind her back, giving her chest a soft arch that accentuated her features. “What is it Rico?” She asked with a gentle smile.
"What the heck baby, why did ya rat on me? I thought we had somethin'. I could feel it...right here..." Rico said, trying to put own an overly exaggerated face of hurt and betrayal as he lifted an open palm to his chest, lowering his voice down a bit. This was all a joke, however, as he quickly shot Fian a wink before looking back at Ally. Jokes and womanizing...they were two of the few things that relaxed Rico when he felt stressful...
"Rico..." Ally said in an almost hurt tone, "I didn't... 'rat'... on you." Her hand rested on her chest as she said the word I. She then held her hands out in front of her, making a square by holding her index finger and thumb in each hand in a L shape. The square then displayed an image of Wazu from one of the security cameras. He was focused on the screens in front of him. One was displaying a grid, each cell with the image of what each marine was seeing. One displayed a 3d image of the battlefield from above while the final screen displayed all of the marines in their VR simulators from Ally's security cameras, their vitals displayed below each image. She then zoomed in on one cell in particular. Wazu had been able to see all the actions of the marines the entire time.
Fian thought that Rico is prioritizing fraternizing with an artificial construct while keeping a living breathing being waiting very rude. No matter, the Vel Steyr merely observed the going ons of the two.
Rico watched Ally's visuals with great interest...and he didn't feel any less relieved as he found out the truth. After a short, awkward moment of silence, Rico returned back into a flirtatious smile. "Oh. Well then...sorry about that sweety. When's a good time to get with you for that dinner I owe ya, by the way?"
“Well the captain wants to see you before you get to see me.” Ally said, cocking her head to the side slightly, “So I’m afraid I’ll have to postpone our dinner until later. Tomorrow perhaps?”
Rico laughed lightly...now THIS was the stress-release he was looking for. "Alright honey, it is a date." Rico replied with a sly wink. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I think ol' Fian wants to congratulate me on my promotion. I'll call ya later."
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 02:38 am Post subject: Reply with quote
“You!” Fian said while pressing his index finger into Rico’s bronzed chest. The Vel Steyr was pissed for a variety of reasons. “You can say that you were promoted by your generator digging or Aether running.” He then inhaled before continuing. “If you value the collective testicles on this ship, not a word on ball stomping. OKAY!?”
Rico cocked an eyebrow. This was not exactly the words of encouragement and congratulations he was expecting. He smiled slightly, shrugging a bit. "Shit baby, you think I'd tell the boys that I got promoted for bustin' Adrian's balls? I'd have to wear a fuckin' sheet of steel in my pants if that's all it took." Rico assured Fian. "What's your problem anyway baby? You look wound-up! You should be leapin' for damn joy for that promotion."
The Vel Steyr visibly cooled now that his beef with Rico has been settled mutually. “Yeah.” He said crossing his arms. “Congratulations for the both of us, I’m going to enjoy working with you.”
"Heh, same here baby." Rico replied as he flashed his grin.
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As Adrian walked briskly down the corridor, he saw Rico speaking with Fian, and grinned widely. His hand quickly reached into his pocket, and grabbed the two small containers within. He quickly arranged them both between his index and ring fingers with his middle hovering over the rounded edge. Striding up confidently, he placed his hand on the back of Rico's neck, and pushed down on the containers. To anyone, it would have felt like nothing more than a possibly over-friendly gesture. "Hey there Rico. Oi Fian." He quickly removed his hand from Rico's neck and shoved both hands into his pockets. "You guys ready for the meeting?" With this, he shot Fian a look that clearly said ‘Say anything, and I'll feed you your own stomach.’
Fian shot back a ‘I am soo going to make you run twenty times around the NSS Alliance when I get my sergeant badge.’ “Yo Adrian. I’ll be headed there now.” He said, calmly.
Rico, a bit surprised with Adrian's sudden appearance, smiled widely as Fian and Adrian exchanged words. "Born ready, baby! Lead the way." Rico said, rubbing the back of his neck a bit.
“Well then, talking in the corridors is kinda inconclusive. See you two at the canteen!” Fian said, jogging away while waving. As soon as he was out of sight he quickly took a detour to the medibay.
"Yeah, let's go. Be nice to get some food in me after a hard days fight, eh, Rico?" With that, he walked rapidly down the hall towards the cafe, trying with all his might to contain a massive grin.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 02:45 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Valo was standing in the medical bay as always watching over things. The room was spotless in appearance. It was obvious that a machine was the one in charge of taking care of the place.
Valo turned to face the entrance to the medical bay as he could hear someone quickly approaching.
Fian ran into the medibay, panting and breathless. His sweat was dripping into the newly sterilized floor. Looking up, he saw Valo looking at him as though he was expected. Valo was just the guy(?) he was looking for.
"Va... Lo!" Fian gasped, he took a few more seconds to take a few proper breaths. "Did anybody come in here to take anything?"
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 02:58 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Valo turned away from Fian walking over to the medical cases. As he did he spoke "A marine was here only a few minutes ago. I was busy tending to the condition of this facility and did not take note of what he took."
Valo scanned over the shelves while comparing them to his internal databanks. "This will take a moment....."
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 03:10 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian had stopped sweating from the run and started sweating from the tension. Adrian wont kill or cause bloodily harm to Rico, that thing he injected must be some sort of practical joke. Fian slid back his sleeve to check his gold watch, not that he knew when the effects will kick in but he just had to do something to keep himself busy.
While Valo was co-relating the shelf inventories with the database, Fian scanned the list of available drugs. Hand to hand -yes, Marksmanship -yes, Strategy -yes, drugs? -NO. The Vel Steyr had to open each and every database to see its effects because he could not tell from just looking at their names. One particular drug caught his eye.
Kasserine? Now that is bloody evil. God help Adrian if Rico grows a Vagina. Fian then turned to the Custodian. "Valo, what about Kasserine?"
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 03:16 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Valo continued to scan through the database as Fian asked about the Kasserine. In response Valo lifted his right arm and pointed to a shelf just to the right of him. "I did not detect any recent removal of that drug. No male of your race should have use for such."
Valo was now wondering just what the marine was doing with whatever he took.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 03:28 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian dropped the datapad, it was useless. He resorted to checking his watch again. Why am I rushing about? I'm sure Adrian does not mean Rico any harm. Fian tried to think of something else... He remembered that he had to collect Elsae from the Power Armor bay.
"I'm going off to do somethine else." He said to Valo as he left. "Contact me via Ally if you turn up anything."
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 03:31 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan was bugging the chef "Borscht!" he said "Make borscht! PLEASE! It has been so long!"
Never mind that NO one else liked borscht. Never mind that the chef and Istvan would be attacked by angry mobs. Never MIND that the chef probably didn't know how. Never mind any of that. A 6'6" man was making puppy dog eyes and begging for borscht.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 03:40 am Post subject: Reply with quote
As Rico continued down the corridors towards the mess hall his smile began to grow wider. He started feeling good...really good. As he walked, there was a slight spring in his step. His body began to feel light and airy, like a ball of hot steam rising from a sauna. Hot...steam...
Rico shrugged it off, thinking it to be a slight state of elation from his promotion he had recieved just minutes earlier. He suddenly decided he deserved to celebrate for this triumph...a little reward, just for Rico. And he knew exactly what kind of reward he felt like, and exactly where to find it.
"Actually baby, I need to take a piss. I'll catch ya in the mess hall, eh?" Rico waved off to Adrian, taking a sharp turn into an opposing corridor, hands firmly planted into his pockets.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 10:34 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian entered the Power Armor bay and looked around. The AIR2 that he affixed Elsae to was not in its original spot, heck, its not even within sight. Feeling worried, he paced to the engineering desk for some answers.
"Hey." Fian said to the Engineer in charge. "I had reserved an AIR2 unit earlier? I left it alone for about half an hour and now its not there." He pointed to the exact spot where the Power Armor once parked.
The young techie looked over Fian's shoulder to take note of the spot. "Oh that place? It is in the way of incomming traffic, the other boys must have put it in storage. Let me check." The engineer then keyed in a few words in his datapad, squinted a little, keyed it in again, scratched his head and then asked a question before keying it in again. "Do you remember what was the serial number of that unit?"
"Two-Four-Five-Five." Fian said, he was quite intent on claiming that AIR2.
"Strange, it says that you have taken it out for a test flight!" The techie exclamed.
"HELL NO!" Fian shouted. As though on cue, AIR2 no.2455 skidded into a halt into the hangar bay smoking. There was no bullet holes or scorch marks on it but the brown gravel stains and scratches make it apparent that the damage is from collusions. Along with a number of other engineers, Fian ran quickly to the crashed machine.
"User default!" Fian shouted into the receiver, it was easy to reach because the Armor was almost lying on its side. The top of the machine creaked open to reveal another young unconcious engineer. After helping some of the other crew haul the man out on a strecher, Fian quickly reached inside to pull out Elsae from her socket.
"Young uns." One senior engineer mumbled as the wounded pilot was taken away. "I told them not to touch it but they never listen."
"The security codes should be changed." Fian commented, trying to sound uninvolved. "Not to mention these AIR2s handle like a bitch. Got to go, old man!"
Fian hastily strode away to the exit. In his pocket, Elsae whispered to him: I'm sorry...
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 12:54 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As Rico rounded more corners and walked briskly through more corridors, it eventually led him into the bridge and ship staff's quarters. Not many of the marines usually frequented this area of the ship for several different reasons...but for some reason, at the moment, Rico did not really care for this unwritten rule. He was more interested in looking for a certain doorway, following the signs and directories as well as his knowledge of the shape of the ship. It wasn't long before he found it.
Rico smirked slyly as he neared the small door. On its center, a large, square sign clearly labled "Kitchen Staff Only" hung in bold black letters over slate grey plating. Rico had enough sense to know simply walking in wouldn't be the wisest of choices. Instead, Rico leaned against the wall and waited patiently for a target to come into view. Sure enough, the door swung open slowly and one of the kitchen girls walked through it with a small smile.
She was a Geshrin woman...fairly young, easy on the eyes, nothing entirely special. Not that it really mattered to Rico at the moment. When she noticed him sitting off to the side, he gave her a nod and a wink, along with a soft, "How ya doin'?" She returned a slightly worried look at him before she turned back to the hallway and started walking, rather quickly, farther into the corridor. "Whoa, hey, slow down babe, I just wanna talk." Rico lied loudly out behind her. She didn't return a word, ignoring him as she picked up the pace, attempting to give him the obvious hint that she wasn't interested. Not obvious enough apparantly, as Rico increased his own walking speed, quickly gaining ground behind her. 'Playin' hard to get, eh...fine then.'
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 13:52 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As Adrian walked to the cafeteria, he kept getting feelings of fear, that possibly his prank on Rico would end sourly. While refusing to give up his righteous revenge, Adrian decided he would possibly have to take some precautions against major trouble. As such, he strolled to the med-bay, rolling his eyes as he saw Fian rush away from the room, and moved quickly to the medicinal area, giving Valo a passing "Hello."
Looking through the choices, he grabbed a small container of some sort of knock-out drug. Deciding that the previously used Emrys capsules were effective, he took one of the spent Vigour tubes out and popped the cap off. He quickly washed out the container before measuring out the proper dosage of the sedative and dumping it into the capsule. With that, Adrian put the cap back on and inserted it once more into his pocket before moving for the door.
Unfortunately, before he could leave, a team of engineers holding a man on a stretcher rushed in. Adrian grunted and walked forward, quickly surveying the man's relatively minor external injuries.
"What happened to him?"
"He went joy-riding in one of the new AIR2's. Smashed it up all over the place. He's out cold."
Adrian nodded with a grimace. Even (most) marines knew better than to hijack an armor for personal amusement. He instructed the engineers to dump the man on a table for examination before shooing them out of the room. He slapped some bandages on the bleeding wounds, and took a look around for any other signs of trauma. Other than a probable concussion, the man should be fine.
"Valo, watch this guy, make sure he stays fine until he wakes up. He has a concussion and some minor wounds."
Adrian then moved to one of the medical lab computers and set up a message for Captain Miller.
Quote:
Technical Sentry Jonas P. Grames was admitted to medical bay today with minor cuts and bruises and a concussion. According to Armor Bay staff, these injuries came from unauthorized use of a Marine power armor.
He sent the message, and exited the bay, this time hoping to get to the cafe without delays.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 14:17 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan had little sucess in his attempt to gain Borschest. He was walking through the halls, somewhat bored, when he say Rico trailing after a Genshin like a lovesick puppy. Istvan did not like the look of it, and began to trail Rico, ready to give the Genshin assistance if nessessary. His estimation of Rico as being a headstrong macho-man suggested what Rico's next move would be.... Istvan was preparing to head that off if nessessary.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 16:07 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Benji'd gotten himself lost again, dispite supposedly knowing the ship. He was walking down one of the various halls and spotted the Greshin, Rico and Istvan headed towards him. He smiled when he noticed Rcio's love-sick-puppyness. Benji let the Greshin past and then put his arms open wide and when he got close to Rico he wrapped his arms around the man and hugged the other marine tightly. With a wink to Istvan he then shifted his head back and grinned at Rico.
His grin became an absoloutely evil one and without further ado, he leaned close and kissed the man. Whatever mood Rico was in he knew that would completely ruin it. He let go of Rico and then hooked him by the collar of his shirt and gently tugged him backwards till they meet up with Istvan. "Heading up to the meeting... see you later..." and then continued to tug Rico away from the Greshin.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 18:54 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
It seemed that for today, the Vel Steyr is always being worried or waiting for something to happen. The numerous occasions in the VR simulation, Valo's unarriving call, the meeting that will begin soon, Rico's still unknown status and most recently the AIR2 incident.
"I'm sure you'll explain to me in detail what exactly happened later." Fian said under his breath.
Yes. Came the reply.
Fian sighed, he did better head off to the canteen to get some chow, he had not eaten since this morning. Besides, if Rico is about to do any damage it would be in the vicinity of the caffeteria and meeting area. The Vel Steyr picked up the pace.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 20:12 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Things were getting blurry as Rico continued to chase the kitchen girl. He was sweating slightly, and getting extremely agitated with her attitude. "Hey, I said slow down!" Rico said with a raised voice, the tone noticeably more harsh. They were running pretty fast now, and the longer they went the more pissed off Rico became.
Before long, however, Rico found himself in an odd embrace by one of the marines he had met before...Benji. Rico wasn't sure exactly what was going on, but as he began being dragged backwards, he shot another glance at the young Geshrin woman. She had stopped farther in the corridor to catch her breath, a look of slight relief on her face. All Rico saw at the moment, however, was that she was his reward...and someone was taking that from him. Rico wasn't smiling anymore.
In a few swift motions, Rico flipped around and broke Benji's grasp on his collar, delivering a hard elbow straight into the center of Benji's face. There was also another marine next to him, Istvan...but Rico didn't recognize either of the marines, all he saw was the blur of the corridor and the figure of the kitchen girl in the distance. Using the element of surprise he had gained, Rico planted a kick firmly into the side of Istvan's knee, sending him into a slight kneeling position before he spun around again, slamming the back of his mechanical right-armed fist into the side of Istvan's face.
Rico didn't waste a second after that. He immediately burst into a mad dash back down the hall. The Geshrin woman screamed slightly, and turned to run as well, but it was moments too late...Rico tackled her from behind, bringing them both to the ground.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 20:28 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Gran had been sitting in the mess hall with his head down on one of the cool tables. He had felt lightheaded again after the sim, and food had sounded like a good idea. God, please not Borschest... He slightly ground his forehead into the table.
His head snapped up as he heard a female scream echo down the hall, as did many other marines. He sat for a second as he hoped someone else would go check it out, he still felt like crap. Fucking bastards... He slowly stood up and walked swiftly out the hall, trying to find the source of the noise. He called out to the empty hall as he checked his back pocket. Good still there.
"Ally. What was that scream a second ago?"
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 22:02 pm Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
“PRIVATE RICO, You get off of her this instant!” so said the reprimanding voice of Ally. Her body walked past Benji and stopped just behind Rico. Her hands went to Rico’s shoulders and gripped tightly. Her red fingernails dug in to him and her heels into the floor as she yanked hard.
Meanwhile a less substantial version of herself manifested in front of the medical staff of the alliance, instructing them to come to where Rico was.
Gran would receive a visit from Ally’s voice over the PA system. “There is a security issue involving one of the marines that is being handled nearby,” was her short response.
Fuck, Adrian jumped up from his seat in the cafe and started moving to the door. "Kokuten! Let's go, mate!" Adrian rushed out quickly, stopped his momentum with a crash into the bulk-head, and then an equally fast pace down the hall towards the clusterfuck his prank was becoming.
Rico felt the hand clasp itself upon his shoulder firmly and gave an agitated sigh. He figured that one of the two marines he had left behind a few moments ago had come back to stop him, yet again, as he was far too lost in the moment to notice Ally's voice rising behind him. Without a second thought, Rico stood up quickly and spun around again, flailing his right arm in a wide arc behind him with the full intent of knocking down whomever had disturbed him.
Kokuten, startled by Ally’s sudden appearance and then Adrian’s quick reaction, jumped from his seat after Adrian. He kept close behind, trying not to fall back. The Medic was even
leaving a cigar smoke trail as he went.
"Thank you Ally, is it handled, or can I assist? If so, can i get directions?" Gran continued pumping his legs as he rushed down the hallway. His legs feeling slightly watery. Shit. He stumbled a little as his legs carried him further.
Rico’s arm caught Ally’s body across the face, sending it stumbling backwards and then down on its bottom. High heels were not the most apt of footwear for a combat situation and her skirt provided little cover for her as her legs landed slightly apart. Her hands went down to her side and pushed hard against the floor to help toss her body back to a standing position. She leaned forward and user her momentum to push herself toward Rico, her own hands aiming to latch onto his wrists.
“The medical staff are already on there way, though further assistance would not be detrimental to the current situation.” Ally told Gran.
Adrian came down the hallway at a relatively high speed, went slightly past Ally, and delivered Rico a kick to the chest, knocking him back and breaking Ally's grip on his wrist. "Sorry, Ally, bit of a rush." With that, he planted his foot firmly on Rico's chest and dug in his pocket looking for the small Emrys container full of the knock-out juice. He pulled it out, and knelt down to administer it to Rico's neck.
Rico's vision was getting fuzzier by the minute, but not bad enough to not recognize Ally's form and figure. With his focus on her, he could also hear her voice as well. His mind was racing, trying to think, but failing to turn up anything other than the most primal of thoughts. Although, he was greatly surprised as he realized it was Ally who had been behind him, and Ally whom he had just struck. She had grabbed his wrists, holding them in a locked position, although he wasn't struggling much. Before he knew it, however, he was on his back, a foot firmly planted onto his chest. He was also experiencing a shot of pain through his chest...and he didn't like it. Rico lifted his right arm, his cybernetic arm, and attempted to bring it down, with all of his strength, onto the shin of Adrian's leg.
Gran was a little surprised by the two others rushing past him as he rounded the corner seeing everyone, especially Ally. He could instantly tell that this was not a plain hologram, but an actual body. He quickly came up beside Ally and stuck his hand into his back pocket again, glaring at the Rico. "Rico! What the fuck are you doing?"
Istvan had been startled with the speed with which all hell had broken loose.... Belatedly he waded into the fray, trying to restrain Rico
Kokuten dived for Rico's cybernetic arm with both of his own, attempting to lock his in place to restrain him. "damn it!"
Ally stood near the dog pile of marines fighting to restrain Rico. For the moment she turned to the geshrin girl and helped her up. Smiling, she told the girl to return to the mess hall and, “not to worry, I’ll be watching you the whole way.”
"FUCK!" Adrian rolled off the man and stood shakily, hopping backwards a bit. "Ya fuckin' psycho! The hells wrong with you, damn it?!" While Adrian thought, he almost began to regret his choice to poison the marine. He had no idea he'd react like this.
Fian Vel Steyr, who was walking along the corridor towards the canteen, chanced upon the pile of marines restraining Rico. Feeling a little aghast and knowing that there is nothing left for him to do or prevent, he shot one look at Adrian. 'Now you've done it.'
Rico flailed about wildly, the blur of voices and faces around him turning darker by the second. He was not weak of strength by any measure, but with the onslaught of grabs and holds being constantly attempted onto him, Rico finally collapsed into unconsciousness.
Kokuten let go of Rico and stood up, wiping his forehead with a metal hand. He looked over at Adrian and got over to help him. "You okay man?"
Istvan scowled "You basterd..." he muttered "You shouldn't do that to women." He winds up to slug Rico
Ally reaches out to grab Istavan's hand, "He is unconscious." She said in a rather repremanding tone.
"Dont do that!" Fian shouted at Istvan. He promptly moved right next to the unconcious Rico to look after his well being. "There is more than enough damage inflicted already."
Istvan scowled, but lowered his arm. "I'll get him later then" he mutters darkly. "Basterd"
Gran, seeing that Rico had fallen unconscious, pulled his empty hand back out of his pocket. What the fuck Rico?
Istvan "He tried to rape her!" he shouts
"And how will hitting him while he is unconscious change anything?" Ally asked.
"You!" Fian shouted back. "You know Rico wont do that! Something else did this to him!"
Istvan sighed "When he wakes up..." he said, leaving the words hanging.... his anger is barely contained in his large frame... he shook, "When he wakes up...." now he sounded like he was savoring the anger...
Adrian nodded. "Yeah Kokuten. I'm fine, thanks." He shot a look over in Rico's direction and grimaced at the mess he'd made. He stepped forward and looked over his friend's unconcious body. He knelt down quickly and administered the tranq into Rico's neck to make sure he'd stay down. Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK Hearing Fian speak, he turned on him with fire in his eyes. Don't fucking do this, Fian. "Ally, could you please call Valo here to move Private Sanroma to the med-bay?"
As requested Ally's form appeared in front of Valo, asking for assistance in moving Sanroma.
Rico's breathing fluttered sharply as the tranquilizer entered his body, before settling back down into a slow, even pace.
"It will be my..... pleasure" Istavan said darkly.
"We can move him ourselves, Adrian." Fian muttered, with an emphasis on 'Adrain". He slung one of Rico's arm over one shoulder and then waited for someone else to take the other.
Kokuten walked over and grabbed Rico's other arm, finally finding a use for himself.
Istvan went for the legs, a scowl on his face.... His grip was going to leave bruises
Gran frowned, he looked to Ally. "Do you think it would be okay if I talked to the girl?"
"I think it would be best if the marines left her alone for a while." Ally said.
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Rico had been laid down in the new medbay. Ally and the medics were looking him over and she reminded them to, “Perform a tox screen and check his brain chemistry.” For the moment Ally had made it clear that only the medics were to be in close proximity to the marine.
Fian waited outside the Medibay, leaning on the walls and looking very very sour. If that Adrian doesn’t come clean on this, I'll... Fian sighed. I'll have to accept his promotion on his behalf, if he is still getting it after all.
Gran stood against the wall opposite of Fian. He almost glared at Fian. I know you know something, but what is it... He shifted on his feet. "Do you think Rico will be okay?"
Istvan stood in the halls too. Bastard... Wish he knew what it was like to be a woman... maybe that would keep him from doing it again... isn't there some drug that's supposed to do that? He bounced in place "He doesn't deserve to be O.K...."
"Oh he will be." Fian said, I'm sorry, but someone else should be doing the explanation. Fian paused for a while, looking to the side away from Gran. "I am just more concerned about the damage done to the other people besides Rico. Like that girl."
Istvan's scowl deepens "Poor girl" he says, thickly "Bastard tried to rape her... She's going to need comforting at the least... probably best if no guys go near her for a while..."
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Kokuten took a look at Rico lying on the table. The Medic looked at the screen nearest to him as they were doing the scan. The screen began showing some of the drug still flowing through the bloodstream. "Okay, we got something."
Adrian quickly ran the tox scan through one of the shiny new gizmo's present in the room. He turned to Ally, doing amazingly well to appear perfectly normal. "Blood scan shows the tranquilizer I gave him plus a..." He feinted surprise at the next item.” It would appear that Private Sanroma consumed two doses of Emrys Industries Vigor Aphrodisiac pheromones."
"Er, sir, it looks more like he injected it from the back of the neck." said the Cyborg. He pointed out were the drug showed a little remnant where it had been absorbed through the skin.
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"You shut the fuck up Istivan, that was not Rico." He shot a fiery glance at the other marine in the hallway. He looked back at Fian. "Do you think the girl will continue working on the ship?"
"I won’t blame her if she won’t." Fian answered sheepishly. He continued staring into space, all talk and speculation won’t mean a thing when the truth would be out any second.
"Look. I agree that Rico doesn't seem like the type to rape someone.... but we can all be surprised." Istvan interrupted, "He's so full of hot air.... so showy..."
Gran stamped his foot, turning to face Istvan. "I thought I told you to shut the fuck up. He was crazed! You saw him flailing! He didn't even speak!! THAT..WAS..NOT..RICO!!" He stood, his fists balled and shaking.
Istvan gave Gran an empty look... "I have been surprised before by people" he says "And one never knows...."
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Ally began checking her video records of the ship’s activities. The entire process would take less than a second however she decided to ask, “Alright, I can look and see who did it or someone can come forward and save some time.”
FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!! Adrian ground his teeth together and swallowed hard. He was so fucked....
Ally looked at the medics, "Administer an anti-agent to the drug and then a counter sedative to wake him up. Be sure to check for any damage caused during the tussle."
Kokuten gave a quick salute to Ally. "Yes ma’am." The Medic began to rummage through the cabinet. "Hey, Adrian, do you want administer this?" Kokuten queried.
Ally internally had already used her records to find that Adrian was the only one to have touched Rico in the area of the injection recently. She was looking at him directly ever since she asked someone to come forward.
"Kokuten, the anti-drugs are over there in that cabinet, not that one. And you can. I'll get the anti-sedatives." He quickly pulled open a drawer and popped out a paper-wrapped syringe. "Kokuten, you go first." He noticed that Ally was watching him, and he really didn't like it.
After drawing the anti-drug Kokuten walked over Rico and began to apply it to him. "Yannow, what if Rico was just in here and fell on some vigor or something? I mean, it fell into his neck."
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"SHUT UP!! Rico would never hurt someone like that! YOU DON'T FUCKING KNOW HIM!!" Gran stamped his foot down again.
Istvan grunted gruffly. "That's right... I don't know him... and that allows me to ponder things that you might not be able to."
"That’s enough, Gran!" Fian said, shooting a look at the techie. "The truth will be out shortly, I believe you can restrain yourself as a respectable soldier until then."
Istvan gave Fian a quizzical glance, raising an eyebrow. "You know more then you are saying, don't you?"
Gran was seriously considering attacking Istvan, but he stood up straight as he heard Fian. "FUCK!!" He slammed the bottom of his fist into the wall, setting his head against the cool metal. Rico would never do that... He thought he was so sure that Rico wouldn't, he had been the first marine on the ship to welcome him…perhaps he was being too biased…
"All I am doing now." Fian said, slowly. "Is that I am giving the parties responsible grace time to come clean." He then stood up with his arms crossed, an intent look on his face. "No more honor needs to be lost than what already has been."
---
Rico's eyes slowly quivered open, his eyes rolling around as he counted the familiar faces in the room. His smile returned, with a soft, exhausted chuckle. "Oh shit, where's the party?" Rico said weakly, attempting to prop himself up upon his shoulders.
"Hey, buddy, you okay? How many fingers am I holding up?" Kokuten waved a four-fingered hand in front of Rico’s face to make sure of any lingering illnesses.
Rico watched each individual in the room for a few moments, the tension wafting through the room hugely obvious to anyone. Rico quickly looked at his body, sighing quietly with relief that he didn't appear to be missing any limbs...but Rico figured something was obviously wrong; he was in the medical bay with a very fuzzy memory of the past few minutes. He then looked back up at all of the occupants of the medical bay after Adrian took his leave with Wazu. Rico's smile started to droop. Rico turned to Kokuten with a weak smirk. "Oh, I dunno baby...four? How many am I holdin' up?” Rico asked, raising his left hand and extending his middle finger. “So...anyone want to tell me what the fuck is going on?" He asked to nobody in particular.
The doors of the med bay opened and Wazu's cane made its way inside, followed by the rest of his body being lugged along with the help of the metal rod. "Private Adrian, I would like to have a word with you outside." He said sternly before taking a step backwards to get out of the medbay. Ally's tangible form left as well, standing near the limping XO outside of the medbay.
Don't look at her. Don't give her any reason to suspect you. Just chill with it, Adrian. The medic was thinking a mile a minute as he watched Rico awaken. "Hola there. Listen, those tranqs are still in ya. Let me give you this..." He watched Wazu come in and almost dropped it. "Understood, SIR!" He put the syringe down and promptly left the room.
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After Adrian Wazu and Ally were alone in the hall, Ally held up her arm, a virtual image of Adrian placing his hand on the back of Rico's neck displayed. Wazu closed the door to the med bay and focused his grey eyes on the medic. "I would like you to explain the report I received from Ally regarding how you administered a certain stimulant to Private Rico."
Adrian coughed, or rather barely contained a laugh, with the slightest smile gracing his lips for a bare second. He quickly stood straight with a neutral expression on his face. "Sir, due to un-defeat able evidence, that would make me guilty, sir."
"So you drugged a marine and let him sexually assault a member of the crew?" Wazu asked, looking right into Adrian as he thought about previous experiences with the captain. Wazu straightened his back and placed both of his hands on his cane which he placed directly in front of him. "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING MARINE?!" He barked loud enough for those in the med bay to hear, "PULLING A STUNT LIKE THAT IS ENOUGH TO HAVE YOU SHOT ON SIGHT." Wazu gave some more thought to what he was going to say next before he continued. "When Rico gets out of that med bay you are going to be his slave until I have you court-martialed and then shot for treason. I now have to go explain your actions to the captain and you better hope he is more forgiving than I am."
Adrian, despite the humor apparent to him, narrowed his eyes at the lieutenant. He began feeling rather angry, and suddenly let it all go. "With all due respect, Sir, I had no intention of letting Private Sanroma assault a member of this crew. I had no idea how potent those drugs are, and it was damn stupid to do it. However, considering Private Sanroma not only stomped on my genitals DURING a combat exercise, you commended him and gave him a promotion. As far as I'm concerned, I was fucking JUSTIFIED in my measures. You can have me tried for treason, I won't be the first, and goddamnit, death is a great alternative to this goddamn SHIT HOLE you call a fucking empire!" Adrian turned from his superior officer and walked away a little bit rubbing his head before turning back.
“I don't believe you understand how serious this is." Wazu said sternly, "Administering a drug without knowing the proper dose can be fatal… Playing in and amongst the marines is something I can over look but the moment the females of the kitchen staff become involved it becomes serious business. The Captain's policy involving them was made quite clear." Wazu paused for a moment before addressing his feelings about Rico. “Rico’s performance was worthy of promotion regardless of what happened to your dick and thinking outside of the box didn’t hurt him at all but these antics are getting out of hand. You can be assured that I will be putting a stop to all of this shit.”
Adrian gritted his teeth. Damn. Should have used Kaserine. "Understood, sir " His voice literally dripped with venom. "May I be dismissed to my quarters, or will I have to deal with the circus that will no doubt occur once these marines find out their medical officer poisoned one of them?" He looked Wazu in the eye the entire time, a rather malevolent glint readily visible.
“When you are dismissed you are going to go in there and you are going to explain to them what happened. You are then going to assure them that you won't be administering any drugs unless they are necessary while you are onboard this ship." Wazu barked harshly.
"Fine. Is there anything ELSE I need?"
"YOU ARE DISMISSED." Wazu shouted at him.
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Gran turned his head from the wall as he watched Wazu enter the room. He quickly left the room and tried to get near the door, seeing Wazu, Ally and Adrian exit the room. Gran's face was beet red, his eyes even showed a trace of the start of what could be tears.
Fian saw this and then moved to pat Gran on the back. "There there..."
'Gran shook his head slightly as he gritted his teeth. "Please don't talk to me..." He turned back to the wall, setting his head against it...
Istvan scowled "A man... even a man hopped up on drugs... is responsible for their own actions."
Gran shook slightly as he restrained himself from reacting to Istvan. God fucking damn it if he doesn't shut the fuck up I'll fucking gut him. He pressed his forehead against the wall harder. Rico...
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"Well apparently,” Kokuten answered Rico, “you were administered two shots of Vigour and attempted to sexually harass/assault one of the Geshrin Cooks." Kokuten said, muttering 'Jackass' under his breath.
Rico's eyes widened as he heard Kokuten's answer. "I FUCKIN' WHAT?!" He slapped a hand over his eyes, fairly certain that whatever had just overcame him, it was going to get him kicked off the ship, or perhaps even worse. "Ah...shit..."
Kokuten's eyes clacked as he listened to Rico's response. ”That must've been a side effect of the Vigor..." Kokuten said, referring to Rico's apparent lack of memory. "It may come back to you, you used up a lot of energy when we tried to restrain you. Let's not forget the sedatives and the tranquilizer." Kokuten said, counting on metal fingers.
He turned to Kokuten again. "So, what...Vigor? That shitty aphrodisiac shit from Emrys? How the hell did I suddenly get two shots of that in my system?"
Kokuten put a steel thumb on his chin. "Well that's where you might get saved in this. We believe that you were administered the Vigor without consent, and Ally seems to have found enough evidence to prove someone guilty."
Rico tried to raise his right hand to his head as he wipe the slight sweat from his brow...but his arm didn't rise. He looked down at it, attempting to move it another time. A few fingers responded, but otherwise his arm just stayed limp against the medical bay bed. "...and why the fuck is my arm not working?"
Kokuten grit his teeth nervously, "Well... Er... You see... You got pretty wild after we tried to restrain you. Hold a moment." He applied another sedative to Rico. "You had already damaged Adrian's shin with it, so I had to restrain your arm." Kokuten said putting the drug aside.
Rico didn't really listen to Kokuten's reply, as he was quickly peeling the synthetic flesh off of his arm in a rather harsh fashion. He peered down at the mass of cybernetics...and sure enough, there were many large dents and bends in the outer frames. "...well this is just fuckin' perfect," Rico mumbled, allowing himself to be sedated.
Kokuten shook his head and looked at his own hand; he flexed it and then began cleaning up anything lying around from the current operation. "The lack of control of your arm could be a result of the sedatives still going through your system. They're possibly dulling the messages from your brain to your arm," said the Medic.
Rico turned to Kokuten, a look of slight annoyance on his face. "Yeah, or it could be these huge ass dents." Rico said sarcastically...he wasn't really in a joking mood anymore. His head hurt, he was half-numb from all the drugs, and he possibly just made himself look like a rapist in front of pretty much all of his comrades.
"You might to sit back for a little while and let the sedatives run through, we didn't give you anything strong." Kokuten looked back at the yelling, and shook his head. "Really, I don't blame you for your angry mood and such. I would be pretty pissed too if I were apart of someone's game. Though, I'd have to retract that comment if we had found out that you really did it yourself." Kokuten said, narrowing both his metal eyes at a datapad hooked a scanner which looked over Rico's vital statistics.
---
Fian felt an urge to do something. Something about exciting situations made him rather full... of urine. "Guys, I'm off to the washroom. I'll be back for Rico." He said as he walked down the corridor to the nearest restroom.
Gran waved slightly to Fian, while he still faced the wall. He sighed, trying to calm himself more. What happened to you Rico? Why did you do that? He pushed away from the wall and set his back against it. He looked up at the ceiling not even wanting to look at Istvan, let alone talk to him.
Gran saw that the meeting right by the door of the med bay had finished and he thought now would be the time to try to see Rico. He quickly paced over to Wazu Ally and Adrian and tried to get to the door.
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"Ungh...yeah yeah, fine." Rico said, lying back down on the medical bed. The sedatives had calmed him a bit, enough to allow a small bit of memories to begin slowly fading into mind. The Geshrin, the chase, the fight... "...so, what exactly did I do chief? Is that lady alright, and who did I hit with this thing?" Rico asked Kokuten, referring to his malfunctioning cybernetic arm.
"Well, first, the lady is perfectly fine if not very ruffled." Kokuten said in light terms. "Private Benji was the first you hit, according to a surrounding witness. Then you went for the woman again, and then we arrived, with a few marines on our tail. We attempted to restrain you, some cyborg woman helped as well, but you struck Adrian in the shin with your arm during the process." Kokuten took a deep breathed, clacked his eyes and finished. "So I grabbed your arm and restrained it, which is why it is damaged, sorry..." Kokuten finished raising a hand.
Rico looked back down at his arm...he knew must've hit something a lot harder than Adrian's shin to do this. And a cyborg woman? He shrugged it off, however, and relaxed back into the bed.
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"Thank you, SIR." Adrian almost spat in Wazu's face. He turned and pushed open the door to the med-bay with a rather angry amount of force, ignoring Gran. "MARINES! In case you were wondering, I was the one who pumped Rico with the pheromones. As per my orders, I will NOT do it again. Goodbye.” He turned again, pushed past Gran, shot another angry look at Wazu, and then stormed towards the Marine bunks.
Kokuten was taken back by the information. Our... own of Medical Officer. The Cyborg leaned back next to the table, it made him think of himself as a Medic. What would these guys think of the Medical Staff because of this? "What the hell man...?" Kokuten shook his head.
Gran balled his fist up right as he was about to open the med bay door. His hand shook, his face returning to the violent red it was earlier. You fucking bastard.... "You fucking bastard..." He said coarsely as Adrian walked off. He practically punched the panel to the med bay door, he stepped through right as it whooshed open. He quickly lifted his head up to Rico, seeing he was up. He smiled weakly at him.
Istvan stuck his foot out carefully... trying to trip Adrian, but failed to do so. "You should not make a man do something like that"
Wazu watched Adrian do his thing, his gaze remaining very critical of the man until he was out of sight. "Fuck... he is right." Wazu softened his posture and moved his cane to his side. Wazu straightened up as Rico left the med bay, trying to regain his hawkish posture before looking over at Ally. He opened his mouth to say something before turning and limping off toward the mess hall. Meanwhile Ally's tangible body entered the med bay for some minor repairs.
Rico nearly fell out of his bed as he heard Adrian's statement. He quickly stood up in his bed, attempting to prop himself up with his working arm. "You fuckin' WHAT?!" He shouted, but Adrian had already turned around out of sight. "Hey, HEY! Where the hell, I’M NOT-" Rico cut himself off, sliding his feet to the side of the bed and attempting to stand up to chase after him.
As Adrian stomped down the hall, a slight murmuring came into his mind. Voices. Not now... I do not NEED this shit right now... Unfortunately, he couldn't understand a damn word of anything they were saying. It sounded slightly like German if it were spoken by an illiterate crack baby with a head wound. The voices kept getting louder and louder still, until Adrian smashed his fist into the steel bulkhead. "FUCKING STOP!" He breathed heavily, ignoring his bloodied knuckles. "Those fucking meds. All they fucking do is drive me a little closer to insanity every day. God damn it!" Adrian took a seat on his bunk and fell backwards, staring at the bunk above him with a heavy sigh.
Kokuten snapped back to reality seeing Rico move on. "Rico! Get back on the bed, you’re not ready to move around yet!" Kokuten yelled, pulling him back to the table.
He wasn’t listening, however. Rico wasn't able to get very far into the hall before the sedatives took their toll on his legs, and he slowly had to slump down on the wall, defeated. "...shit...fine, whatever," he said to himself, and slowly trailed back into the medical bay. He didn't say anything, or even bother to look at anyone as he entered...he simply just replaced himself on the bed. "...can I get some tools here? I need to fix my freakin' arm."
Gran tried to help Rico but the man seemed determined to do it all by himself. He slowly walked over to the bed and looked down on Rico. "Hi..." was all he could muster.
Istvan, thoroughly bored with the situation now, wandered off to the cafeteria to eat.... he hoped they were serving Borscht!
Kokuten nodded to Rico, and turned to Gran. "Gran, go grab some cybernetic tool. While you’re at it, grab some water so, we don't want Rico dehydrating after what he's been through." Kokuten said, waving him off. "Thanks."
"Yeah... Sure." Gran mumbled as he quickly searched the shelves and cabinets, not knowing where anything was. "Ally, if you have a moment, where could I find mechanical tools?" Ally used the holograms to highlight one of the storage areas which held the equipment Gran was searching for. "Thank you Ally." Gran quickly paced over to the rack and pulled a black box off of it, shoving it under his arm. He also grabbed a large jug off the counter and quickly filled it water from a nearby sink. He moved back over some of the water splashing out from his hurried steps.
John decided to pop his head into the med bay after hearing all the goings on, a granola bar sticking half out of his mouth, looked over at Rico. "Heh chief, what's goin’ on ?" John walked into the med bay and over to Rico, humming as he chewed absentmindedly on the granola bar. He leaned down, looking closer at Rico's arm, and then looked at Rico in the eyes while prodding and poking at it with his finger. "Say, does this hurt at all?"
Gran set the jug down where Kokuten could reach it, and opened the box on the bed, near Rico's arm. "Mind if I take a look at this, buddy?" He lightly touched one of the dents in Rico's cybernetic arm.
As Gran set himself up at his side, Rico strongly wanted to object and shoo him off. Rico would've rather done the repairs himself. However, he allowed Gran to work on his arm, as he knew he wasn’t really thinking straight at the moment. For the first time in quite a bit, Rico smiled. "Fine. Just keep the hands where I can see 'em baby."
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There was a lot of commotion going around, but Chris paid little attention to it, usually these things concerned him little. It was probably just about the briefing anyway.
While preparing the food he paid little attention to everything around him, but when he finished he realized that one of the girls was still missing. He didn't think anything major of it at the time; she probably just had to go the long way to avoid the despicable males.
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Wazu placed his cane down beside his chair and took off his rank badge. He tossed it on the table in front of him in the lounge as his body settled into the fluffy chair, his hand cradling a glass of dark liquid. His head leaned back, facing up at the ceiling and remaining supported by the back of the chair.
Adrian stared up at the ceiling of the room, breathing hard. Over the course of the past several minutes, he had utterly trashed the center of the bunk room. A broken table lay nearby, with several personal items lying around. Why won't the stop? Adrian had no idea what to do. The noise in his mind was horrifically loud, and the medic felt as if his head would explode. He could only guess why the he was reacting so much more violently to the medication than usual, most of the guesses based around paranoia that perhaps Wazu had ordered him killed with poison. Of course, had he been thinking straight, he wouldn't have thought any of this, but his mind was effectively ruined. With a particularly loud burst of noise in his head, he spasmed again, this time with a large amount of force, enough to bring his head smashing into the deck, leaving him in a state of extreme pain.
Ally's tangible body in the med-bay stood up and told the medic on duty, "I need you to report to the marine's living quarters and bring some sedatives. We have a problem with one of our marines." Ally then quickly made her way toward the marine's quarters.
Adrian held the large caliber pistol to his temple, tears silently rolling down his face. The shit just wouldn't stop. He couldn't live forever like this. It needed to end.
Ally's voice chimed in soothingly as she appeared in front of him, "Adrian... please put down the gun..." This form of her dispersed as soon as her cybernetic body walked in through the door. She slowly made her way towards him. "Please Adrian?" she asked again, her eyes looking as caringly as she could towards him.
Meanwhile Wazu was hurriedly attaching his rank pin to his uniform while cursing and awkwardly limping at high speeds through the hallways.
Adrian's hand held steady. "Oh. Well. It looks like the AI is trying to save the marine. How touching."
"Adrian..." Ally said, getting closer to him and slowly leaning down, putting her arms around his waist, the warmth of her body beginning to be felt against his. "Would you do it for me?" She fluttered her blue eyes up at him in the process.
Just then John sat up in his bunk, looking across at the two. "Heh.. guys.. whats goin on?"
As he watched Ally hurry out of the medical bay, Rico silently began to deduce what could possibly be happening in there. It didn't take him long to suddenly recall that Adrian himself ran off in that direction before Rico could catch him. Rico quickly slid out of the medical bed, attempting to try out his arm...it was still not functioning. Without another thought, Rico dashed out through the bulkhead, the effects of the sedatives still slightly hindering his steps.
Adrian looked down at Ally. "Heh. Not kill my self? Not make this stop?" He connects the barrel of the gun to his head. "Not make this infinite torment of my mind end?"
"Yeah, that would be good." Ally said with a smile. "Things will get better. I promise."
Adrian laughed. Long and hard. He just kept laughing, his head on the bed behind him, the cacophony in his mind reaching a crescendo, and pain shooting throughout his entire body. And the laughter continued, despite his body spasming viscously from the sudden mental painspike.
As his body spasumed Ally took the opportunity to reach for his weapon. One hand went to hold the gun and point it up while her other hand reached for the slide to push it back and take it off the gun to entirely disable the firing mechanism.
Adrian felt the gun move and suddenly get much lighter. shit. He stared down at the beautiful cybernetic woman laying on top of him, and wondered just why she had fought so hard to save his life. It didn't matter though. The laughing had stopped. Just pain now. "Make it stop." He whispered lightly.
Ally tossed the slide from the service pistol away and held the marine, cradling his head against her breasts. “Just relax… things will be all better soon…” Her hands gently ran through his hair as she waited for the medic to arrive and sedate him.
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PostPosted: Mon Mar 05, 07 04:05 am Post subject: Reply with quote
A large hand came down around Adrian's neck almost as if to choke him. However as it did a small needle quickly shot out and back in from the center of the hand injecting seditives.
Valo let go of Adrian's neck and picked him up holding him over his shoulder. Valo's gaze quickly turned to Ally. "What would you like done with this man? My personal suggestion would be to keep him medicated and restrained to a medical bed."
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Rico, disfunctional arm swinging limply behind him, had caught up with Lieutenant Wazu who was also hurrying through the hallway. Rico slow down his pace to match Wazu's awkward limp, following him at his side as they rounded a corner into the final stretch of corridor before the marine quarters. The mild sedatives were nearly gone now, being overrun by the rush of adrenaline, and Rico's steps began to show less hindrance. It was at this point Rico decided to speak up, a complex mixture of annoyance and worry spread across his frowning, serious face.
"What's goin' on chief?" Rico asked, not bothering to look at Wazu as he did.
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Wazu and Rico arrived just in time to catch a view of Ally cradling the now medicated marine. Once he had gone under she pulled away and allowed Valo to pick him up.
Before Ally responded Wazu cut in, “Take him to the medbay and keep him medicated while you run a tox screen. Make sure he is not using some kind of depressant that is screwing with his mind. When you are done with that check his brain chemistry, use the drugs in the medbay to balance him if you have to. Keep him under until I get down there.”
Wazu then turned to Rico and said quietly, “Adrian had a breakdown of some kind but it seems that Ally has already taken care of it.”
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Rico, relieved to see that the situation had resolved with no glaring hitches, finally cracked a smile as he watched Valo haul Adrian's limp body through the doorway. He had cooled down a bit, but Rico was still very pissed off with Adrian. He would have to settle this dispute with him once he had the chance. Rico turned back to Ally's body and stroked a hand through his hair.
"Seems Ally's been takin' care of a lotta things." Rico said as he flashed her a grin. Rico then looked back down at his arm, still broken and lifeless at his side. "...well, if that's all chief, I'm headin' back to the medbay...need to get my arm back up ta speed before Captain's meetin'," Rico spoke again to Wazu, giving him an awkward salute with his less-used left hand. With Wazu's reply, he would take his leave back towards the medical facility.
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Wazu nodded, "Go get patched up marine."
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After being hit Benji made off into the depths of the ship and got himself hopelessly lost. He managed to find his way back to the bunk room before anyone else got there and snatched up a wad of papertowels to hold to his bloody and broken nose. While action was going on else where in the ship, Benji hid away inside one of the Cargo bays sitting atop a crate and trying to get his nose to stop gushing blood.
"All... I think Rico broke my nose..." He said, tentitively probing his nose with his fingers and wincing when shards of his broke nose burried their sharp points into his skin. "Yah, yeah that bastard broke my nose..." He said, more to himself than to the AI. Benji got to his feet and walked down the hall way. He looked awful and seriously angry. By the time he got to the Med Bay there was so much activity. Reluctantly he sighed and fetched another papertowel with which to hold to his bloody nose.
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However, Rico did not return straight to the medical bay after being dismissed. Instead, he took a long, winding detour down to the power armor bays, keeping an eye open at all times. The PA bay was mostly empty, save for a technician who was overlooking and maintaining a single AIR suit in the far corner. Rico suspected this was the one he was looking for, and confirmed so when he saw the serial number; two-four-five-five.
Rico walked up slowly to one of the technicians...he looked horrible, a few bandanges and bruises visibly apparent through his technician uniform. However, as Rico approached the technician gave a solemn nod. Rico returned it, and watched as the man walked up to the armor and pulled a few objects from the lower interiors of the suit before bringing them closer for Rico to view them.
Rico grinned widely as he looked over the goods. There was a set of soft, thin objects, wrapped and tied in a neat square of thick brown paper. Next, there was a rectangular box, maybe a foot or so tall. As Rico shook it slightly, a slight sloshing sound reaching his ears as he did so. The last object he held up was a smaller, more square container, wrapped in more drab brown paper. As Rico moved it he could hear a soft clinking, like glass hitting glass. He looked over the packages once more, and smiled back at the technician.
"Okay then baby, looks like everythin'."
"Marty doesn't appreciate you using his resources for stupid shit like this."
"Hey, this stuff's important. Besides, it is not like any of this stuff is illegal...I just didn't want to pay a delivery boy to pick this stuff up, and Marty owes me a favor."
"...whatever. Just as long as I get paid."
"Yeah yeah, Marty'll see to that...what's wrong with you anyway baby? Ya look like shit."
"...well..., something's wrong with this damn AIR suit. Whenever I flew it out to pick up your shit, it handled all strange, I crashed it coming in. And it kept...talking to me. In a woman's voice..."
Rico gave him a funny look, trying to hold in a fit of laughter. He patted the technician on the back consolingly, placing the items back into his arms. "Well, I'll leave you two alone then...just put this stuff under my bunk when ya get the chance." With that, Rico quickly turned around and exited the power armor bays, walking at a fast pace to return to the medical bay.
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(Mini-JP between Moonman, Davis)
Rico finally reached the white bulkhead door of the medical bay, a little out of breath from his quick walking. He walked in and nodded to Gran, but didn't say or do anything else as he walked up and laid himself back down onto the medical bed. "Sorry 'bout that baby, little problem," Rico said finally, positioning his right arm closer to Gran and relaxing a bit as he reclined himself.
Gran had just sat in the Medbay as Rico rushed out. He knew Rico would be back before not too long, plus he needed a minute to sort out all the tools. The box lay open on the bed, its contents slightly scattered. "Everything I need and more." He mumbled as he slid his hand over the cold steel of the many items. He looked back at Rico as he re-entered the Med-bay. He moved the instruments making room for him and silently watched as he lay back on the table. "What kind of problem?" He said as he fitted a small monocle-like disc in front of his eye, surveying the damage on Rico's arm.
"An Adrian kind a' problem," Rico said, his smile drooping a bit. He was still inwardly seething at Adrian's practical joke. Not because he did it, but because of what had happened.
"Well they decided to bring whatever it was in here." He pointed over his shoulder at Adrian who had just recently been taken in. "Do you know what happened?" He plugged a small cable into a slot in Rico's arm, near the junction between flesh and metal and attached the other end to the disc by his eye. "Try moving your fingers." He needed some readings as to what was working and what wasn't.
Rico figured Adrian would've already been here, what with his unknown detour to the power armor bays. Rico shrugged, and attempted to move his hand as Gran requested. His fingers twitched a bit, but other than that there was no other movements. "Shit, I dunno baby. Apparently he's fuckin' suicidal, nearly blew his head off in the marine quarters." Rico said, keeping his eyes on his arm.
Gran frowned heavily, he wanted Adrian punished, but he didn't want him dead. Lines of data and flashes of light appeared behind the opaque monocle as the fingers twitched. He sighed as he laid the disc back on the table and took a long tool that looked like a knitting needle. He pressed it against a small disc on the inside of the cybernetic arm and moved it in a circle, Rico's arm whirred quietly as the locks in Rico's arm released the plate. "Well, I guess someone stopped him. Any idea why he tried?"
"Shit...I dunno," Rico replied half-heartedly as he kept his attention his arm. He glanced at a digital clock on the wall...it would be time for Miller's meeting with the Alliance crew in a while. Despite all that had happened, Rico still wanted to make it to that meeting. Mostly because he felt that receiving that recommendation would make him feel better...if he was even still getting it after the events that took place. Rico sighed deeply, repositioning himself to get more comfortable. "...so what's the damage doc?"
"A nerve splitter's fucked, that's why you can't do anything. Most everything still works, just a failure to communicate." He smiled as he lifted the plate and grabbed a mass of wires with some small tongs, they were blackened where they joined. He made sure power was disconnected from the arm before pressing a small metal pole the size of a pen against the splitter, a small spark issued as the ends of the connecter popped open, releasing the wires. He held the burnt connection up for Rico to see before setting it on the table and searching through the black box again. "So you are feeling better?"
Rico attempted to lift his arm...this time it did move. Aside from a few odd-looking dents and scrapes on the outer frame, and the obvious need for a few finer touches to the inner mechanics, Rico's arm was functioning. He flexed it a bit, stretching its fingers inward and outward with a smile. "Feelin' good...all ready for the gun show," Rico laughed as he patted Gran on the shoulder. "Thanks baby...coulda done it myself o' course, but I suppose you deserve a treat every now an' then."
"You're welcome." Was all he said as he slowly packed up the tools, thinking inwardly. He stood and set the box back on it is shelf. He smiled and turned back to Rico. He threw his arm around Rico's shoulder, just like Rico had done when Gran first entered the ship, and quickly walked to the door. "Well, we wouldn't want ya' to be late now would we?"
Adrian Decane
Gran Keats
Kokuten Gaiasis Chiaki the 5th
Fian Vel Steyr
Omega Team:
Benji Storm
Rico Sanroma
John Hawkings
Istavan Michealovitch Yuttreberg
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Wazu was doing his thing from his position in the observation area of the VR simulation room. His form was hunched over the computer terminal, typing away inside of a GUI scribbol programming environment while juggling an email window with his recommendations to NAM and the captain. The words of the nearby marines all blended into a haze of noise in the background of his awareness as the final touches were put on the sim.
The marines clicked on their VR simulators would find themselves with a list of who was on what team displayed on their screens as well as the typical choices of power armors and weapons available to them for this operation. Behind this semi-transparent menu screen was each team’s starting location.
Alpha Team started in the power armor bay of the NSS Alliance, the rapid launch system of the ship was offline, and not primed for use. Around them was the various equipment used to service and operate power armors as well as a variety of weapons and equipment strewn about the floor and the modular racks built into the walls. Without even an objective a timer started to count down.
3
Omega squad found itself on the outside of the hull of the NSS Alliance, near the middle of the ship. The point defense weapons had been stripped off the hull by weapon fire and a rather ornate piece of explosive was attached to the hull of the ship.
2
From the outside the hull of the NSS Alliance was considerably damaged, with its defensive weapons gone and its shields functioning only intermittently. Its main gun fired and off in the distance was a consolation of newly created stars out of the hulls of attacking ships.
1
The Marine’s VR systems came to life, giving them all freedom of movement as the counter reached the last number.
0
A powerful explosive jet pierced the hull of the Alliance, melting through a room and two hallways to expose the ship to space. Omega team then received their objectives
“Capture, Disable, Or Destroy the NSS Alliance.”
Meanwhile Alpha got their orders over the PA. “THE NSS ALLIANCE HAS BEEN BOARDED. REPEL INVADERS AND PROTECT THE SHIP.”
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 17:29 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan smiled, his grin ugly.
"Well boys, this one's going to be fun. Does everyone remember the layout of the ship?"
The pounding in his head began to subside... The pills were finally kicking in again.
"I'd say we want to get to the bridge, and take control there, but other critical points would be the engine/power room and the hanger... Perhaps we should split up to attack those areas at the same time?"
"Who can hack computers? We're going to need that to take the bridge. I'd like our best fighters headed for the armory and the hanger. Engine room should be easiest. We want to move fast while they still arn't expecting us. As soon as there is resistance we can slow our pace somewhat..."
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Kokuten shook his head and checked his systems and his weapons. He had developed some good power armor skills and was ready this time. Kokuten had decided to stick to the WATER2 since he was used to the way it handled. He noted the loud speaker message that blared throughout the ship.
Ah, defense, this'll be rough.
He looked around at the rest the men around him and recognized about 4 guys from the original Charlie squad on the previous map. Loss and Lewis weren't among them. He also noticed that Fian was on his team again. He also saw Adrian's name pop up. However, he didn't recognize Gran's name. The Medic patted his rifle and looked in Fian's direction.
"Well, sir, your orders?" He said with a salute, even though he really didn't know who was going to be team leader.
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(Mini-JP)
As the view slowly faded into Rico's vision, Rico smiled widely as he took in his surroundings. This time, he was not inside the NSS Alliance...rather, he was looking at its enormous hull from the outside. It didn't take long for the chain of events in front of him to surface, giving them both their main objective, and their first point of entry.
Rico was not paying much attention as Istvan began pointing out strategies. Instead, he was going over the list of marines that comprised the new Omega Team. To his slight shock and amusement, many of them were previously part of the last simulation's Alpha squad...and many of them apparently had noticed this as well, as there was a large succession of disheartened groans and moans filling the communication line. Fian was also not on his team...meaning he was on the Alpha Squad, probably gathering and leading his marines as they floated aimlessly. The Omega Marines were too busy moaning instead of organizing themselves, save for a select few. Rico smiled softly, and took a deep breath. 'I do love a challenge...'
"Alright boys!" Rico shouted over the communication lines. Many of the marines turned to him as he yelled out, wondering if perhaps they were not as doomed as they had first thought. "Th' name's Rico Sanroma! Now, I don't know about you guys, but-" Rico was cut off before he could finish because another voice chimed into the lines. "Aww, shut it Sanroma! They have all the best marines, and Fian leading them! We're done..." one of the marines next to him interrupted Rico, a few more nodding their heads and mumbling in agreement. This confirmed Rico's suspicions. He quickly boosted his AIR upwards above the gaggle of marines, so that everyone could see him.
"BULLSHIT! This is NOT done!" Rico shouted, quite stolid with his tone. The marine tried to object again, but it was Rico’s turn to cut him off. "It doesn't matter if most of them won the last simulation, and it doesn't matter if they have Fian. I'm not gonna lie, he was a decent leader," Rico continued, "But one marine doesn't win a damn battle! It takes EVERYONE! All of you are marines of the Star Army of Nepleslia. We are all the baddest motherfuckers in this galaxy! And I say we show Fian and his little boys how serious we are!"
A few small voices floated into the communication line, tiny squeaks of agreement, if Rico was hearing them right. In honesty, Rico was a little worried that Fian was leading them...the guy had a talent for leading. Rico didn't kid himself...Fian was probably a better strategist as well. However, Rico knew of one thing that Fian didn't instill into his men that last game, that the new Omega team needed desperately, and that Rico had in spades; boundless confidence. It felt just like the times Rico led his little street gang through the city-wide brawls...Rico was always the source of morale to them back then, and he knew it was morale that separated a shaken soldier from a hardened marine…all the tactics in the world won’t save someone who didn’t have the heart to fight. He silently hoped that he still had that inspiring touch as he continued to speak to them.
“We’ve got as much a chance to win this as they do. Hell, we might even have more, most of us already know exactly what this baby looks like on the insides!” Rico said, waving his armors’ hand at the freshly-created hole in the hull of the Alliance. “And I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m NOT gonna let those cocky sons a’ bitches get an easy win from me!”
This time, that small voice of agreement had transformed into a loud roar of approval, as all of the marines shouted in unison, raising their fists into the air. He even witnessed a few of the marines give each other a friendly head-butt. Rico beamed with delight, glad to see that these marines were not the gutless foes he fought earlier.
“Alright…I want three teams! Let’s show these Alpha bastards how Omega comes home!”
Istvan frowned at this cocky man's actions. He had been organizing things rather well himself. However he knew dissension in the ranks would be a bad thing. He switched to a private channel "I do not believe you best suited for command. However you have better speaking skills then I do. I will follow your lead to avoid trouble in the ranks." Istvan said, simply, into the com. "Give me the hackers though. I wish to lead a thrust on bridge while you deal with your plans."
The marines around them, still fired up from Rico's speech, began grouping into three solid, even groups. A few of the remnants of Istvan's old squad from the previous simulation formed behind him, while many of the older Alphas gathered behind their previous leader, Benji. The rest quickly rose to meet Rico. None of them were complaining or groaning now; they were all fierce, renewed men, ready to meet the challenge through Rico's rough yet effective inspiration.
Rico smirked a bit as he listened to Istvan's remark, and his request. "...if you think you can handle it baby. But me and my squad will follow you to make sure you get to the bridge... but after that, you're on your own."
Rico watched Istvan's men gather behind him. After all of the teams looked settled, Rico boosted in front of Istvan, standing defiantly in front of him. "Alright Istvan, you're in charge of this group. What's your squad name?" Rico asked, speaking through the broad communication channel so all of Omega Team could hear them.
Privately, before the men formed up "Escort... I do not need, it would be best for you to strike the enemy armory before they are ready, and to send Benji for the engine room. But it is your strategy now, not mine." After Rico asked for the name, Istvan thought for a moment. "My men are the Serpent’s Fangs" he said with a small smile over the broad channel.
Rico smiled as he heard Istvan's response. Rico didn't want any of this Gamma/Alpha/Beta call-signs for his team...they were nice and all, but Rico figured a name they chose themselves gave them more confidence, more power behind each shot, more energy to fight. He was glad Istvan seemed the feel the same way. "Alright then, you all are now the SERPENTS!" Rico yelled as they all shouted in agreement.
Rico quickly reversed his thrusters, landing this time in front of Benji and his team. "Okay then baby, gimme your squads name!"
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Mola
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 20:51 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As soon as the view faded into place he took a quick stock of the situation, staying quiet. Once Rico started giving out orders he agreed with himself. There was soft murmurings between Benji and his team. When Rico came over Benji turned towards him and said shortly over a private link to Rico "T.Y. Rico" and then over the broad band comm for Omega. "We're the Nights..." He said with a slight twitch of his fingers.
"Further orders, pretty boy?" Benji asked Rico, there were snickers and giggles from his team and they shut up when he pointed his LBR over his shoulder. "Now, I want near radio silence from you boys as we go... got it?" His team assented and then Benji snorted softly. "We're ready to go Rico..."
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 21:11 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Rico nodded as Benji told him his team name...not really the kick that Rico would've liked, but it seemed that all of Benji's men agreed to it. "Alright baby, the NIGHTS!" Rico said, giving Benji's armor a soft punch to the chest, pushing him back a small ways.
Rico's AIR rose back to his own squad before turned back to everyone else. "And we're the SPARTANS, baby! Let's kick some fuckin' ass!" Rico shouted once more, the entire Omega Team returning their shouts.
"Serpents, I want you makin' a break for the bridge. Get there, and get there FAST! Nights, you make for the engine room. If Alpha gets in the way, RIP 'EM APART! Spartans, we will follow the Serpents until the T-Junction before the bridge, and make for the armory. We will be movin' fast, so KEEP UP!" Rico spat out orders, everyone listening and nodding.
"Do it fast, do it hard, do it right! Keep up the talk, and keep up that strength! Pour it onto 'em and NEVER LET UP!" Rico gave his final piece of encouragement before kicking in his thrusters into the Alliance, the Spartans following close behind.
"You all have your orders! Time to get 'em done!"
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Benji and his team piled in through the gaping hole after Rico. As soon as they hit the decks, all the guys whipped out their LBRs and Short swords and got moving. "Mike, Reme, Karo you three take point... Erik, Carl, Zaka, you're rear gaurd... The rest of you, keep your eyes pealed for the Alphas." After asserting himself over his little group of maybe twenty, twenty-five or so they turned on their elecromagnetic disrupters and Mass meshers.
They stormed down the halls, racing for the engine room. to destroy the generators and engines would be an easy task. Along the way they sealed off all the doors to prevent them getting jumped as they went. Dispite them being supposed to know the layout of the ship, Benji pulled up a map in his HUD and followed a shorter route towards the engine room at the stern of the ship.
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Istvan noded "You heard the man. Untill we take that bridge time is our enemy. Push yourselves to the limit. waste no time." He shouted this as he began the mad dash through the corridors heading for bridge. If there were any automated defences in the halls he and his men took them out, capitilising on their knowlage of the ship. His men cheered as they rushed.... This disterbed Istvan... But he would do nothing about it untill they were at the bridge... They needed speed now, nothing more.
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Although Omega reached the bridge before Alpha, they still had a sturdy bulkhead to cut through before they could claim it for themselves.
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 21:53 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
That was simple enough. A little anti-matter would do the trick. Istvan gave the orders to blow the bulkhead down with the anti-mater, then take up defensive positions inside while the hackers hacked... Subverting an AI was never eaisy, but with controll they could hold the ship ransom, blowing it from the bridge by overloading it is power core or engines... But istvan was getting ahead of himself. He cringed at the force of the explosion. "Move move move! In In In! Take defensive positions! Get hacking!" He released his drone, and used it to scout the halls around the bridge....
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:07 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
"Ally! From here on out I want you to relay all information on enemy positions to our team. I want you to continuously check who is accessing your info, and you only take orders from me." Ally's sensors were much stronger and harder to fools than individual power armor's.
Gran had uplinked his WATER's probe to Ally from a socket in the wall, his senses seemed dulled as he felt his mind seemingly absorbed into the ship. He knew the Omega's were going to try to disable or blow up the engines, a quick option for victory.
"Ally, keep a path open for me and close half to doors between the Omegas and the engine room. Also, lock down the elevators."
Gran also knew the blast doors could be destroyed but it would cost several antimatter shells, for each door, to the Omegas. The doors would completely stop the drones. "Ally, when the teams shoot out drones, I want you to isolate them, close doors around them." The quiet sounds of doors whooshing down near the bridge were heard as Istivan's drone was seeled off. Gran's team, him and six other WATERS, charged for the engine room, thrusters flaring mid-jump as they hopped down the halls. Getting to the engines first would be easy, defending them from whoever came next might be a bit tougher.
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As Istvan entered the bridge, a small squad of soldiers were directly below him. They heard the muffled blasts, and exchanged looks. Adrian nodded his head, and an instant later the floor blasted upward in several places around the bridge and access corridor.
"3 UP EACH HOLE, NOW!"
Adrian came up through a sparking hole right in front of the door, and promptly charged a plasma charge in his hand and used it to swipe the head off of a nearby WATER armor. He grabbed the body and used it to smash another man into the bulkhead, leaving him pinned for extermination by a later assault.
However, the medic made a point to grab the dead man's vibro-blade. Around him, weapon fire was flying, the Omega squad marines surprised at the sudden attack. Adrian saw Istvan heading into the bridge. He grinned to himself.
This should be fun.
He took the looted vibro-blade, switched it on, and threw it before raising his carbine, aiming and unleashing hell on Istvan and the marines near him.
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Kokuten began to here the sirens blare, and the PA annoucing that the bridge had been taken.
"Shit!" Kokuten yelled, and saw Gran take command of a team, if they were to take this, they would need to act fast.
"Uh... Uh... You, you, you and you three!" He said, dotting off 6 men with his finger, 3 AIRs and 3 WATERs. "You men are under my command, and uh... the... um... 3 AIRs will act as the Assault team, yeah... And, and... The 3 WATERs will act as a fire team!" The six men only stared at the stuttering Medic as he attempted to be a leader.
"What the hell are you standing there for!?" He yelled, finally getting his brain moving.
"Fire Team your on point, Assault Team, on me!" He barked, pointing up to the ceiling reaching the Bridge. The 3 startled Marines hesitated in moving forward, but eventually got moving. Kokuten followed in behind them and the 3 AIRs followed in behind.
"Sir, what's our designation?" Said one of the AIRs behind him. The Medic thought for a moment, thinking of a name as they advanced.
"We're Grenadier squad." Kokuten said, Grenadier squad hot behind Adrian, and pulling up support for him.
"Assualt Team, whip out your blades, Grenadiers, take cover and do not move until I give the signal!" yelled Kokuten as the began to take cover.
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:26 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan doged, and growled some of the energy splashing off his shoulder "Adrian, you let your rage controll you." he said, firing a blast at the man.. "Men take up defencive positions. Don't do anything stupid. Fire from cover, we have the advantage of defense. Do not waste it. Those of you with anti-matter get ready to blow the bridge if nessessary. That will cripple the ship." Istvan fires his bullet gun with his other hand, performing a roll on the floor. He took out one of Adrian's soldiers with a bullet burst, then sent another spraling with a well placed boot. "Fool" he called to Adrian "Pathetic Fool. You will die here, and you will loose."
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:41 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian was amused, they had the advantage of having the Power Armor bay for themselves unlike the previous mission where Power Armors were picked beforehand. He gave himself some time to ponder the situation before ordering the 6-strong men under his control to pick theirs.
It seemed that most of the people in his team had taken the initative to lead small groups to defend the ship. Fian thought it was appopriate, there were many subsystems on the ship that require individual attention which is something a large group cannot effeciently do. Them boarders are practically boldly walking into their home, which was something even he was afraid to do.
Surely there could be some kind of advantage they can use? The bridge and engine room are the most obvious weakness, capturing either would spell the end of Alpha team. The defenders in the previous mission also had two objectives to protect, they had split up and so did the attackers. In the end the we had won by a very narrow margin. So as defenders, something has to be done extra to tip the balance in our favour.
The battle is in closed coridoors. AIRs cant use their mobility, Golems will rip the ship apart, Phalanxes will do both. Fian turned to his men as he clambered on a certain Power Armor.
"Everyone, in WATER2s!" Some groaned, including Fian. He would have also much liked being on a trusty AIR2 but people dont win from being rigid in their choices.
Within a few minutes everyone was preped and ready. A few of his team members hooked their prongs on the Rapid Launch system to give it a little juice to open the hatch. Fian was the first person to pop his head out into outer space. Looking around, he saw the hole which Omega went in... It was undefended.
Kokuten already had a squad headed for the bridge. So Fian decided to head to the engine room instead with an intention to sandwich the enemy forces between his and Gran's.
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:49 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Adrian moved into some cover, avoiding some fire as he did so.
"Armors on bridge, box them in!"
He leaned his rifle out and fired blind into the room, hearing several yells of surprise.
"Listen, Isty, I may have anger problems, but if you think for a second I won't blast you, you're sorely mistaken."
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:53 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan called into his com. "Apacalipse. All men. Blow everything up. Everything. Now." All men, especialy those with antimatter, fired. There would be no survivors in the areas around or in, the bridge.
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 22:58 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Kokuten noticed the actions Istvans squad was about to take.
"Fire team! Suppressing fire! And use your anti-projectile lasers to stop those shots! Assault team, use your blades and cut them up under their field of fire!" Kokuten barked, the Grenadiers Fire Team laid down an immense stream of laser fire as the Assault team began to slice down some of Istvan's boys. One AIR caught an Anti-Matter charge, going down the other two sawed through their respective targets, and began using their rifles on others.
The Medic caught Istvan in the corner charging his men with their duties like a fucking commissar. Kokuten grunted and took special aim on Istvan, opening his own direction of fire.
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 01, 07 23:41 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan's men threw everything they had. EVERYTHING they had. they unloaded their entire stores of everything everywhere, even grabbing stuff of the dead in the room to fire more.
One man lovingly dropped an armed and ready to blow antimatter grenade down the holes the soldiers had come up with a quick "This is for you Tom, now pay me my fucking fifty creds you owe."
Istvan didn't even see the shot coming. The room looked blasted, and there did not appear to be any survivors within it. Istvan took his helmut off. "That was fast." he says to the instructors. "Normaly I don't do that sort of thing, but we couldn't win, and I took some with me!"
Two survivors hid, waiting for a chance to take at least one foe out each
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:03 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Things were getting hot, and pretty fast. Rico's Spartans, who had previously split away from Istvan and his group before they reached the bridge, were already getting hit hard by the Alpha marines who were able to catch up. As the reports streamed in, Rico considered turning his Spartans back to help them. More importantly, the data coming up from the Serpents' monoeyes was turning up a large number of more defensive PA units...Rico concluded that Alpha already had access to the armory, and took the advantage to outfit themselves to the occasion. He cursed to himself, realizing he would eventually have to make a choice.
"Istvan, it is three against one in there, you can't take command of it. Bust what you can and get the fuck out!" Rico ordered through the comm link. Rico's squad had met no resistance whatsoever...he realized that it might've been the same for the Nights as well. Rico tried to recall the layout of the ship as his team raced through the hallways towards the elevator system...but as they reached it, all of the automated door systems around them began shutting and locking. The elevator itself would not function. It was also at this point that many of Serpent Squad's monoeye signals and communications suddenly cut.
"Shit!" Rico said as he pounded an armored fist against the thick elevator doors. "Benji, the ship is shuttin' up, expect to have ta blow you way farther in. I think Istvan's out...we have to get this done, NOW." Rico had to make another decision then...with all of the doors closed, it would take far too long to reach Istvans' Serpents in time to help, and the precious time it would take to reach the armory would not be worth what little they would find there. After a quick moment of thought, Rico loaded an antimatter charge into his FMD, and motioned for his men to step back.
"New plan guys...the bridge and armory are lost to us. We're going for the main generators...the long way."
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:07 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Adrian stood in the hall, literally shaking with rage.
Those. Fucking. Bastards.
He realized he desperately needed something to hit. Luckily, two blips on his radar gave him something. He moved rapidly into the room, jumped a control panel, and landed right in front of a startled marine. Grabbing the man by the throat, he activated a small, weak plasma charge in his hand. As the plasma burned through the metal, skin, muscle, and bone, he began screaming for help.
The other marine arrived just in time to see his friend's horribly-burned head smash to the deck, and the rest of the body slump down slowly to meet it. He watched as the tall, crazed medic turned to look at him. As he raised his rifle to fire, a ball of plasma struck him in the face from the medic's palm, fusing the helmet. An instant later, he felt his legs and groin go numb, and felt his torso strike the ground hard.
"Fucking bastards." Adrian kicked the dismembered, bloody torso into a wall, his rage somewhat subsiding.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:12 am Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
Enough firepower had been dumped into the bridge room to destroy the equipment inside. The armored shell around the bridge helped contain the explotions and heat. The heat built up more and more as did the amount of flying shrapnel.
Istvan and his men would find their armor damaged by the multitude of impacts and anti-matter. Each would then die and have their controls disconnected as their armor failed and their bodies fataly overheated.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:13 am Post subject: Reply with quote
It the real world Istvan crouched in front of Adrian, watching his face twitch. "Wow you're pissy." he said walking around the chair, and breathing down the man's neck "You got an itch" he said "And you can't scratch it. Got an itch. Got an itch. Got an itch... YOU GOT AN ITCH!" He never touches the man, simply walks around him chanting "itch. itch. Itch."
Istvan thought that this is fucking hallarious.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:31 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Kokuten breathed heavily, his brain going seven miles faster than his heart. He was having trouble breathing, the rush that made him make swift commands, had messed him up. His body had been attempting to catch up with him.
"You men are under my command, and uh... the... um... 3 AIRs will act as the Assault team, yeah... And, and... The 3 WATERs will act as a fire team!"
"Assualt Team, whip out your blades, Grenadiers, take cover and do not move until I give the signal!"
"Fire team! Suppressing fire! And use your anti-projectile lasers to stop those shots! Assault team, use your blades and cut them up under their field of fire!"
I guess I do make a pretty good makeshift squadleader
The Medic stood himself up and walked over, the room was covered with blasts and blood. He walked over to his first kill, Istavan Yuttreburg. The Medic still had a little tilt going after the rush. He looked down at the virtually dead soldier, he nudged the body with his foot.
"I tell ya, some the craziest, bravest, and down right stalwartmost men are the first to die. Enjoy Virtual Vahalla, buddy." He said as he was about to turn, but something caught his eye. The longer version of the chainsword was strapped to Istavan's back. He reached down and took it off Istavan's corpse, he noticed that his the rest of Grenadiers were looking at him.
"What the fuck are you guys looking at, he won't need it." He looked at the sword in his hand.
"Meh, I feel sorry for him, I guess in a way, If I use this he'll be fighting. Against his own team that is." Kokuten said, equiping the sword to his back.
"Heh, Irony's a bitch, eh?" said one of the Grenadiers.
"Hey, Adrian, you feel any better?" Kokuten ignored the previous comment.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 00:57 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Adrian stood for a moment and then nodded.
"Yeah Kokuten, I'm fine."
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 01:03 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Gran looked over the sensors, seeing the massive engagement in the bridge. Ouch, there goes all the hand controls, luckily the computer core isn't near there, and I still have Ally. He ran a few commands through Ally, the engines whirred for a second, a report came back to him: the Hyperdrive was unaccesable. No matter. "Everyone take cover."
They scrambled behind boxes and plates that were bolted to the ground, Gran took a position slightly closer to the engines. Ally had told him that Rico was heading towards him. He knew with all the doors closed and elevator inactive, Rico wouldn't sit around to blow through them all. He just didn't know where he would try to enter the engine room, and he sure would be angry..
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 03:11 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian was quite relived that Adrian had managed to take out the team attacking the (Now nonexistent) bridge. He did not expect a meer medic to be capable of such carnage but he expected a similar or much better peformance than the last mission. Checking the scores and positions Adrian and Kokuten's team, Fian assumed that 1/3rds of the enemy is destroyed using 2/4ths of Alpha team. Most notably, Istvan is was taken down without important losses on his side.
Which leaves 2/3rds of Omega and 2/4ths Alpha to duke it out at the rear portion of the ship. Fian frowned, Rico and Benji would be engaging the lone Grant Keats any time now. Unlike the bridge which can be destroyed (but not captured), hitting the fragile ship generators is going to be an easy win. Perhaps they should have taken the faster AIR2s after all.
"All right men, rush the generators. We need to keep them as occupied as possible untill Adrian and Kokuten arrives." Fian said rather modestly, he didnt like people barking orders at him either. "Keep your Smokescreens on, we dont want them to know our troop movements. Use the LBR to fight down lenghts of coridoors and Shotgun anything that gets too near."
"Go in pairs. Gregory, youre with me. Move out." Fian ended his string of commands with the "Out" hand signal. His team broke up into three groups as they boosted their way down to the generators.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 06:54 am Post subject: Reply with quote
"Yeah I know..." Benji said to Rico as a door completely shut them off from their path. "And now it leaves me no choice but to go up...." He pulled C4 from his skirt and forcefully wedged it into the celing. Everyone backed off and when the C4 exploded they stormed the deck above, manually closing all the srounding doors and damaging the wires to prevent the door from being opened the easy way. The C4 process was then again repeated untill they were once again atop the ship. A tripwire and more explosives were left behind for any, so stupid to come up behind them. Then they were off, flying down the back of the ship and heading for the enginges.
Cautiously they approached where the backside of the Engine room was and laid out more explosives. They all backed off and then the ani-matter charges exploded to blow a hole in the back of the ship. "OH GRAN HONEY!" Benji bellowed, his men immediately firing their LBRs into the ripped open engine room.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 08:09 am Post subject: Reply with quote
"Ally, make sure that Fian Adrian and Kokuten get plenty of open doors between there and here, keep the elevator closed still."
A security cam's view popped up in Gran's visor showing Benji blowing through the ceilings. "Alpha? I could really use your help down here, this is going to get ugly." He checked Ally's readout of the corridors one more time, everyone was inside except Benji.
Squad channel: "Everyone, stay down."
Private channels: "Fian, Adrian, Kokuten: I'm making sure you guys have open doors between there and near the elevator, I'm keeping it off to slow Rico." A smirk crossed his face. "Try to stay inside for awhile, I wouldn't want any of you to get squashed."
Here goes nothing. He watched the external cameras through Ally's connection and sweated slightly as he watched the explosives arm and explode. Now!
"Ally! Grav Drives, straight away from the open hole! Full power!"
Gran yelled as the engine room was ripped open. His team staying under cover, hidden as the beams burned into the random plates around the room. The engines roared and the ship lurched instantly, pulling straight away from Benji's group at a breakneck speed that shocked the eyes. The gravity drive of the ship protected anyone inside by nullifying the inertia and moving whatever was in it with the ship, but Benji's group, who were still outside, were left a good distance away in empty space as the ship rushed away from them, if anyone had used tractor beams to latch on to the ship, chances were that they would tear off a plate of armor as opposed to holding the marine to the ship. Everyone inside probably wouldn't even notice that they were moving, unless they were looking out a window. But the Alpha's knew, they had received a short message from Gran detailing his plan, making sure they were being careful.
"Ally! Grav Drives: rotate towards the attacks! Slight forward!"
He yelled again as the engines roared louder, the 958,402 kg ship instantly stopped and swung towards Benji's group like a baseball bat, the forward command changing it is course slightly so that the Omegas were no longer over the hole.
"Let's see how you like being part of the ship's paint job."
Gran mumbled happily as he watched the external cameras with the armored hull flashing towards the group of PAs at speeds that would surely crush them, the whole act of moving only taking around two seconds.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 09:52 am Post subject: Reply with quote
As Rico and his team raced through the lower decks of the ship, many of the bulkhead doors were still closed between them. It was apparent that the DEIMOS system was still intact, meaning it was very possible that Alpha team knew exactly where they were...and Rico didn't like it. After blowing their way through several of the armored doorways, Rico's squad had themselves positioned in the large, open storage areas, directly below the engine pods. Benji and the Nights were already assaulting the engines directly above them.
As the sequence of ship movements fell into place, there was little Rico could do to warn Benji. Although, he found it quite funny at the same time. "Okay baby, shake it off and get back in there!" Rico commanded to the Night squad with slight reluctance. In truth, he didn't think that very many of them were still alive, let alone enough to put a full assault on the engines...their signals were still around at least. Benji had served his main purpose...locating and sending the data on the positions of the twin engines.
"Alright, I want three of you watching that door!" Rico waved two WATER armors and a Golem towards the freshly anti-mattered bulkhead door. "If you see anythin', waste 'em!" The marines roared their response, and positioned themselves on the separate ends of the blown bulkhead.
"You, help me with this." Rico positioned himself directly under the left engine and loaded the last of his anti-matter charges into the barrels of his FMD. It took the marine a moment to realize what Rico was planning...and he laughed and followed suit.
"Everyone else, watch the ceiling! If they try and come down here through the floor, they'll have to come through holes. Concentrate fire! Give 'em everything, EVERYTHING! NEVER STOP!" Rico gave his final passion-fueled command as everyone took positions, and fired his shell at the flooring underneath the engine, intent on disabling it from the bottom up.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 13:06 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As soon as they were free of the ship, Benji got his team moving. The hot air from the engines pushed the marines back and out. As he saw the ship comming around to make them paint, Benji grinned. The marines split, pushing their boosters to the max in order to get out of the way as the ship roared through the circle they'd made. Eight of them were too slow and did become part of the paint job, the rest slowed themselves and waited for the hole to come to them.
Benji and several other loaded their Ani-matter charges into their FMDs and then as the ship roared past underneath them, they waited untill they had sights on the hole in the rear and let loose their ammo. Several of the charges landed inside the room and the others hit the hull of the ship, blowing off more of the armor and widening the hole. Soon, Gran's team would be in the direct line of fire. Benji and six other marines dropped and fired their LBRs at range into the Engine room as the ship speed away.
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Le Blue Dude
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 14:27 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan was bored. He was watching the screens, but he was still bored. He had given up on bugging Adrian, and now was moving on to other things.
When a 6'6" tall man with bulging muscles gets bored there's not much people won't let him do... Fortunately what he did was not all that outrageous. He simply began reciting old, old, war poetry... so old that it is meanings and origins were lost to time. He started with "Horatius" which suited the situation that they had just been through, as he tried to enliven his men who were depressed somewhat about their early "deaths"
He gave special attention to one particular stanza
"Then out spoke brave Horatius, the Captain of the Gate:
‘To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late.
And how can man die better than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his Gods"
http://www.tom.womack.net/epic/horatius.html
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 16:23 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Gran's smiled widened considerable as he heard the plinks and crunches of the Omegas becoming paste on the side of the virtual ship. Phrases not unlike "Dude! What the fuck!?" echoed throughout the rec room as some of the now dead Omegas jumped up. The previously perished Alphas who were watching the screen burst into laughter, seeing a wonder of a ship be used as a bludgeon.
As the anitmatter rounds streaked into and around the hole, one marines and his cover was vaporized completely, another loosing his arm and shields as he was flung from cover. Gran took a quick look at the outside cams. Shit... six versus five... and a half. "CPD!" Each marine deployed a round, the room filling with the shining particles. The rain of LBR fire coursed through the room again, straining through the cloud at their cover again. Since the long range LBR was less effected by the particles, the bolts continued to burn away their shrinking cover. The poor marine who had been flung from cover took several rounds in the back, quickly ending his sim. Another weakened beam flew through the particles and melted Gran's right calf, fusing his knee joint, he grunted and slid to a thicker part of the cover.
"Ally, use the grav drives to point the ships ion engines at them, I want half-power on the ions. Then use the grav drives to back into them, burn them up." it is a big hole, but it should definately hold, she's stronger than that.
The ship stopped it is speedy swinging, and turned and twisted quickly again, leaving Benji's group to stare down the center of a set of angry ion engines. The engines started with a bright flare, and the grav drives pushed the ship backwards. Small and loud creaks reverberated through the hull as the ion and grav drives opposed each other. The whole ship charging like a giant angry energy bayonet. Gran was worried that they would see this coming and would be quicker to get out of the way.
"When do we get to shoot shit!" Yelled a teammate, his smile at the splattered Omegas subsiding.
"Don't worry, you all now have access to the outside cams. You will know exactly when they are coming." Gran replied, his probed beeped as small view screens popped up in each teammates's visor. "Mass Meshers on, we should be practically invisible inside this cloud. Use the ships cameras and targeting, pop the heads off the first Omega you see." Each of the marines poked their heads out of their now scant cover, waiting for the first sign of enemies, their view augmented by the ships scanners and cameras.
"Koku, where are you."
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 16:27 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
(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...
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 19:22 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Kokuten led his small team of marines outside, careful to keep out of the way of any of Gran's manueverings.
"Gran, I've left the Alliance, so give me fair warning when you decide to swing at the Omega guys."
Looking up at the hull, he could see the spattered remains of Benji's Nights. He whistled. Looked painful. Moments after leaving the ship, the Alliance swerved over his head, and blasted backwards.
Kokuten and his men got the hint and flew towards the end of the ship, hoping to find nothing, but knew a least one Omega probably would have survived.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 02, 07 23:44 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Benji took his time to look over their scores before taking out his wires and getting to his feet and streching. He quietly tip toed out of the room and came back with a can of shaving cream and a galss of Ice. He snuck over to Fian and slipped a few peices of ice down his shirt and drew a smily face ont he back of his head with the shaving cream and then did the same with Kokuten and Gran. He tucked the shaving cream bottle under Gran's arm and placed the glass of ice near Fian's hand.
Revenge was sweet and stupid stuff like this was even sweeter. With a snicker he went to see how the rest of th e battle was going.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 00:53 am Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
Extensive damage had been done to the alliance, including the loss of the bridge and the loss of one gravimetric drive.
Ally was still intact and could still operate critical systems like the main weapon, sensors, and partial engine control which was being repaired by the ship’s automated damage control systems. The VR simulation would soon end with victorious defenders.
“Alright Marines, take a break and chill out,” Wazu said as he stood up from his chair in the viewing area. “Rico and Fian I would like to see you for a debriefing here in ten minutes.” Wazu then simply sat back down and resumed placing commands into the ship’s computer.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 01:07 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian felt the ice going down his shirt and wondered which nutfuck was trying to do him in. Holding very still he allowed his mysterious assailant to finish. When he heard footsteps walking away The Vel Steyr got up quietly and took a good look at Benji's back. A fellow teammember handed him a towel to wipe the shaving cream off him while all six of them leaned back on the wall observing Benji up to no good.
"You are gonna let him off the hook?" One of the marines asked.
"Hell no."
When the evil deed was done, he took a spare towel and wiped off the shaving cream and removed the ice on Gran and Kokuten. All in plain sight of everybody. He would look up occasionally to see if Benji was looking at him (And if he did, the Vel Steyr would only shake his head disapprovingly). When he finished, he placed the bottle of shaving cream and the glass of ice nicely on a table.
And then he walked out... To the washroom.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 01:15 am Post subject: Reply with quote
As Rico watched the final moments of Omega's attack on the Alliance he tried to keep the group of marines around him up in spirits. "Hey baby, don't sweat it so much. We did pretty fuckin' good. Didja see me waste Fian baby?! And how about that Benji, gettin' hit by the damn ship like a fly, eh?" Rico kept on and on, eventually coaxing a few smirks out of a few of them. Truthfully, he was a little disappointed himself for the loss, and readied himself to receive a few taunts and jeers from the victorious Alpha squad.
However, before they could pounce on him, Wazu spoke up and grabbed the attention of the room. He wanted Fian...and Rico to meet him in ten minutes? Rico wasn't paying much attention to Wazu until he heard his name, and that was pretty much all he heard out of Wazu at all; his name being called. 'Oh shit, what did I do? Man...' Rico shook his head with a sigh and ran a hand slowly through his hair.
It was at this point that the Alpha Team winners began practically lining up to give Rico a piece of their mind. Rico readied his middle fingers.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 02:34 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Soreta smiled knowingly as she saw the simulation's results; having silently taken place nearby Wazu in the viewing area. "Some of them are quite good...they've got things on their side the others do not." While she didn't elaborate on that quality, she mulled over it in her mind.
It was a strange quality, one that was often percieved in the most famous of starships...a one-in-a-million crew, favored by the gods, with an incredible amount of luck and skill...that was their gift. They were the movers, they were the shakers, they were the catalysts of change.
But they had their curse as well; tortured by their past, being a constant target for the enemy's most powerful forces, and seeing death, sorrow, and envy every day of their lives. In a way, it was easier to live the other life than it was to live this one, for the pain would never outpace the reward.
It was the burden that she had to bear, as well...
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 12:43 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
"Awww man..." Came grumbles from Gran's crew as they lifted the VR helmets off their head, they hadn't gotten to pull their triggers once during the sim and were still itching for some action.
Gran pulled his helmet off and casually rubbed the back of his head, it felt cool. Fian had gotten most of the shaving cream, but his curly hair still had some trapped, and its smeared across his hand and more hair. He didn't say anything, since he was feeling a little rough, just like last time. He set his elbows on his knees and breathed deeply for a few minutes waiting for his next command.
He smiled at Fian, who he saw walking away with the towel and made a note to thank him later. He saw people massing Rico, obviously wanting to brag about their victory. He would have to join them in a second.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 12:59 pm Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
For the moment Gran had been dismissed to go chill with the rest of the marines save for Fian and Rico.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 13:17 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Captain Miller sent a message to the support staff on the ship, one that reached their datapads in seconds.
Quote:
We will be having our briefing in the mess hall after the marines are finished with their simulations. Please prepare the area and have refreshments ready to serve.
Miller had left his room minutes ago and was striding down the ship's hall, reading his own datapad, which contained a message from High Command.
His chest swelled with pride as he walked. There was good news to be shared, and Miller wanted the crew to hear about it.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 14:34 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
The kitchen staff got on preparing the refreshments for everyone moments after the orders went out to prepare for the briefing. By the time everyone was there they'd have everything laid out and ready. With a swish of whirling air, Jet stepped out of the room he'd been monitoring the marine's VR experience from. His hard soled boots rang out as he walked down the spartan hallway toward the briefing room.
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 20:04 pm Post subject: Lunchy Munchy Reply with quote
Oh boy, work.
Chris had been enjoying his time undisturbed in the kitchen along with the others, but of course it was time to give the pigs their slop again. On top of that the captain seemed to just absolutely love giving speeches in the cafeteria.
"So girls, any ideas on what dish for today?"
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 03, 07 21:35 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As the mass of marines began slowly filing out of the recreation room, Rico stayed behind. He had himself planted casually in a seat in the center of the room, throwing nods and a quick "catch ya later baby" at his comrades as they left, all the while trying to think of what reason Wazu would have to keep him behind. He had decided to wait out the ten minutes Wazu had given him...he didn't feel like he needed to be anywhere else. As the minutes ticked by, Rico tried to keep his smile from turning into a grimace.
'Oh shit...I bet Ally ratted me out.' Rico concluded. He shot a quick glance at Ally, still standing up on stage. When she looked back at him, Rico gave her a greatly exaggerated frown of sadness. 'Jeez, all I did was give Adrian a little kick. And maybe I was goofin' around a bit in the sim. Not anythin' to get upset about...' Rico continued to slump down into the chair, waiting for Wazu to finish whatever he was doing on that computer screen.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 01:41 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Adrian, despite his team's win, was still a little pissed off about some matters.
As such, on his way to the cafe, he took a stop-over to the medical bay. Adrian whistled at the newly-finished room. Far better than the make-shift area that he had been forced to use on their last mission.
However, he did not let his wonder hold him too long, and he quickly located the section of the bay that housed the various drugs.
Looking through the dozens of choices, he realized that almost all of them were pain-killers, and as such not a very effective means of pay-back. Until he saw Vigour.
Thank you Emrys Industries. Thank you so, so much.
Adrian grabbed two of the 40 or so available capsules, dropped them both in his pocket and exited the room and headed for the cafeteria, wondering the entire time why the hell anyone would ever need the extremely potent aphrodisiac for medical use.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 01:41 am Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
Wazu placed his hand on the cane beside him and used it to pull himself up to his feet. “Alright, we just need Fian to arrive and we can began.” He said simply, looking past Rico to the door of the simulation room.
Fian felt refreshed, exciting situations tends to cause his bladder to go overtime. As he keyed the door open he was surprised by Wazu looking right at him. Stopping right next to Rico, he snapped into a salute. "P3C Fian Vel Steyr, reporting. Sir!"
As Fian entered and went into a salute next to him, Rico suddenly whipped back into attention from his thoughts, stumbling up and giving his own salute in return. "P3C Rico Sanroma, sir!"
Wazu nodded, his grey eyes going from Fian to Rico. “Both of you are here because of the way both of you performed during the simulation. Specifically, Fian for taking charge first and Rico, for organizing the assault on the Alliance as well as some rather unconventional tactics.”
“At ease marines.” Wazu added before continuing, “As such I am recommending both of you for promotions.”
Rico let out an immense sigh of relief as he listened to Wazu's reply, feeling as if two ID-SOLs who had been camping out on his shoulders suddenly decided it was time to get off. As he lowered his hand from the salute, he chuckled a bit and patted Fian on the shoulder. "Heh, shit, a promotion, huh? Way to go Fian."
“I am sending copies of the reply to NAM. I would like both of you to cooperate with them if they have any questions about the sim. The information will be used to further refine our weapons and tactics.” Wazu checked the time display on his data pad and then added, “I also wanted to say that I was impressed with both of your leadership and combat skills during this exercise. If you have no questions then I’ll release both of you to go chill with the rest of the marines.”
Rico stroked a free hand through his hair and put on a relaxed smile. "No questions here, chief." Rico replied nonchalantly. However, Rico was silently questioning this decision himself...he could not think of anything he did in the simulations that would've brought about this recommendation. In fact, quite the opposite, he was just glad this wasn't a reprimand. However, again, his curiosity got the best of him. "...wait, actually, I do have one. What were these 'unconventional tactics' you're talking about?" Rico asked, a look of curiosity about his face.
Fian kept quiet, wanting to listen to Wazu's explanation to Rico's question.
Wazu looked down at Rico from his place in the viewing area, “When you left your simulator you attacked one of the marines. Regardless of the intention of the attack it was not something that was expected by the other team.”
Fian was shocked, a unsportsmanship behavior like that being worthy of a promotion? Unthinkable!
Rico's smile quickly turned upside-down, and he stood there dumbstruck for a moment. He coughed a bit, clearing his throat roughly, trying to find a good reply for this situation...of course, he couldn't find one. "Uh...okay then. You got somethin' Fian" Rico glanced sideways to Fian, trying his best to change the subject. FAST.
"No question sir.” Fian answered. Something about what was previously said is making him want to leave the room fast.
“Very well then, you two are dismissed.” Wazu said simply, quickly moving back to his computer terminal.
Fian saluted Wazu’s back, turned around and made to the door. All while looking at Rico with that ‘We need to talk outside, NOW’ look on his face.
Rico was all too ready to leave after that last remark, and followed Fian outside the room without a word. However, as both of the marines walked far enough out into the hallway, Rico spoke up before Fian could intervene. "Ally!"
An image of Ally materialized in front of the two marines, her hands were neatly folded behind her back, giving her chest a soft arch that accentuated her features. “What is it Rico?” She asked with a gentle smile.
"What the heck baby, why did ya rat on me? I thought we had somethin'. I could feel it...right here..." Rico said, trying to put own an overly exaggerated face of hurt and betrayal as he lifted an open palm to his chest, lowering his voice down a bit. This was all a joke, however, as he quickly shot Fian a wink before looking back at Ally. Jokes and womanizing...they were two of the few things that relaxed Rico when he felt stressful...
"Rico..." Ally said in an almost hurt tone, "I didn't... 'rat'... on you." Her hand rested on her chest as she said the word I. She then held her hands out in front of her, making a square by holding her index finger and thumb in each hand in a L shape. The square then displayed an image of Wazu from one of the security cameras. He was focused on the screens in front of him. One was displaying a grid, each cell with the image of what each marine was seeing. One displayed a 3d image of the battlefield from above while the final screen displayed all of the marines in their VR simulators from Ally's security cameras, their vitals displayed below each image. She then zoomed in on one cell in particular. Wazu had been able to see all the actions of the marines the entire time.
Fian thought that Rico is prioritizing fraternizing with an artificial construct while keeping a living breathing being waiting very rude. No matter, the Vel Steyr merely observed the going ons of the two.
Rico watched Ally's visuals with great interest...and he didn't feel any less relieved as he found out the truth. After a short, awkward moment of silence, Rico returned back into a flirtatious smile. "Oh. Well then...sorry about that sweety. When's a good time to get with you for that dinner I owe ya, by the way?"
“Well the captain wants to see you before you get to see me.” Ally said, cocking her head to the side slightly, “So I’m afraid I’ll have to postpone our dinner until later. Tomorrow perhaps?”
Rico laughed lightly...now THIS was the stress-release he was looking for. "Alright honey, it is a date." Rico replied with a sly wink. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I think ol' Fian wants to congratulate me on my promotion. I'll call ya later."
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 02:38 am Post subject: Reply with quote
“You!” Fian said while pressing his index finger into Rico’s bronzed chest. The Vel Steyr was pissed for a variety of reasons. “You can say that you were promoted by your generator digging or Aether running.” He then inhaled before continuing. “If you value the collective testicles on this ship, not a word on ball stomping. OKAY!?”
Rico cocked an eyebrow. This was not exactly the words of encouragement and congratulations he was expecting. He smiled slightly, shrugging a bit. "Shit baby, you think I'd tell the boys that I got promoted for bustin' Adrian's balls? I'd have to wear a fuckin' sheet of steel in my pants if that's all it took." Rico assured Fian. "What's your problem anyway baby? You look wound-up! You should be leapin' for damn joy for that promotion."
The Vel Steyr visibly cooled now that his beef with Rico has been settled mutually. “Yeah.” He said crossing his arms. “Congratulations for the both of us, I’m going to enjoy working with you.”
"Heh, same here baby." Rico replied as he flashed his grin.
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As Adrian walked briskly down the corridor, he saw Rico speaking with Fian, and grinned widely. His hand quickly reached into his pocket, and grabbed the two small containers within. He quickly arranged them both between his index and ring fingers with his middle hovering over the rounded edge. Striding up confidently, he placed his hand on the back of Rico's neck, and pushed down on the containers. To anyone, it would have felt like nothing more than a possibly over-friendly gesture. "Hey there Rico. Oi Fian." He quickly removed his hand from Rico's neck and shoved both hands into his pockets. "You guys ready for the meeting?" With this, he shot Fian a look that clearly said ‘Say anything, and I'll feed you your own stomach.’
Fian shot back a ‘I am soo going to make you run twenty times around the NSS Alliance when I get my sergeant badge.’ “Yo Adrian. I’ll be headed there now.” He said, calmly.
Rico, a bit surprised with Adrian's sudden appearance, smiled widely as Fian and Adrian exchanged words. "Born ready, baby! Lead the way." Rico said, rubbing the back of his neck a bit.
“Well then, talking in the corridors is kinda inconclusive. See you two at the canteen!” Fian said, jogging away while waving. As soon as he was out of sight he quickly took a detour to the medibay.
"Yeah, let's go. Be nice to get some food in me after a hard days fight, eh, Rico?" With that, he walked rapidly down the hall towards the cafe, trying with all his might to contain a massive grin.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 02:45 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Valo was standing in the medical bay as always watching over things. The room was spotless in appearance. It was obvious that a machine was the one in charge of taking care of the place.
Valo turned to face the entrance to the medical bay as he could hear someone quickly approaching.
Fian ran into the medibay, panting and breathless. His sweat was dripping into the newly sterilized floor. Looking up, he saw Valo looking at him as though he was expected. Valo was just the guy(?) he was looking for.
"Va... Lo!" Fian gasped, he took a few more seconds to take a few proper breaths. "Did anybody come in here to take anything?"
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 02:58 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Valo turned away from Fian walking over to the medical cases. As he did he spoke "A marine was here only a few minutes ago. I was busy tending to the condition of this facility and did not take note of what he took."
Valo scanned over the shelves while comparing them to his internal databanks. "This will take a moment....."
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 03:10 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian had stopped sweating from the run and started sweating from the tension. Adrian wont kill or cause bloodily harm to Rico, that thing he injected must be some sort of practical joke. Fian slid back his sleeve to check his gold watch, not that he knew when the effects will kick in but he just had to do something to keep himself busy.
While Valo was co-relating the shelf inventories with the database, Fian scanned the list of available drugs. Hand to hand -yes, Marksmanship -yes, Strategy -yes, drugs? -NO. The Vel Steyr had to open each and every database to see its effects because he could not tell from just looking at their names. One particular drug caught his eye.
Kasserine? Now that is bloody evil. God help Adrian if Rico grows a Vagina. Fian then turned to the Custodian. "Valo, what about Kasserine?"
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 03:16 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Valo continued to scan through the database as Fian asked about the Kasserine. In response Valo lifted his right arm and pointed to a shelf just to the right of him. "I did not detect any recent removal of that drug. No male of your race should have use for such."
Valo was now wondering just what the marine was doing with whatever he took.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 03:28 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian dropped the datapad, it was useless. He resorted to checking his watch again. Why am I rushing about? I'm sure Adrian does not mean Rico any harm. Fian tried to think of something else... He remembered that he had to collect Elsae from the Power Armor bay.
"I'm going off to do somethine else." He said to Valo as he left. "Contact me via Ally if you turn up anything."
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 03:31 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan was bugging the chef "Borscht!" he said "Make borscht! PLEASE! It has been so long!"
Never mind that NO one else liked borscht. Never mind that the chef and Istvan would be attacked by angry mobs. Never MIND that the chef probably didn't know how. Never mind any of that. A 6'6" man was making puppy dog eyes and begging for borscht.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 03:40 am Post subject: Reply with quote
As Rico continued down the corridors towards the mess hall his smile began to grow wider. He started feeling good...really good. As he walked, there was a slight spring in his step. His body began to feel light and airy, like a ball of hot steam rising from a sauna. Hot...steam...
Rico shrugged it off, thinking it to be a slight state of elation from his promotion he had recieved just minutes earlier. He suddenly decided he deserved to celebrate for this triumph...a little reward, just for Rico. And he knew exactly what kind of reward he felt like, and exactly where to find it.
"Actually baby, I need to take a piss. I'll catch ya in the mess hall, eh?" Rico waved off to Adrian, taking a sharp turn into an opposing corridor, hands firmly planted into his pockets.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 10:34 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Fian entered the Power Armor bay and looked around. The AIR2 that he affixed Elsae to was not in its original spot, heck, its not even within sight. Feeling worried, he paced to the engineering desk for some answers.
"Hey." Fian said to the Engineer in charge. "I had reserved an AIR2 unit earlier? I left it alone for about half an hour and now its not there." He pointed to the exact spot where the Power Armor once parked.
The young techie looked over Fian's shoulder to take note of the spot. "Oh that place? It is in the way of incomming traffic, the other boys must have put it in storage. Let me check." The engineer then keyed in a few words in his datapad, squinted a little, keyed it in again, scratched his head and then asked a question before keying it in again. "Do you remember what was the serial number of that unit?"
"Two-Four-Five-Five." Fian said, he was quite intent on claiming that AIR2.
"Strange, it says that you have taken it out for a test flight!" The techie exclamed.
"HELL NO!" Fian shouted. As though on cue, AIR2 no.2455 skidded into a halt into the hangar bay smoking. There was no bullet holes or scorch marks on it but the brown gravel stains and scratches make it apparent that the damage is from collusions. Along with a number of other engineers, Fian ran quickly to the crashed machine.
"User default!" Fian shouted into the receiver, it was easy to reach because the Armor was almost lying on its side. The top of the machine creaked open to reveal another young unconcious engineer. After helping some of the other crew haul the man out on a strecher, Fian quickly reached inside to pull out Elsae from her socket.
"Young uns." One senior engineer mumbled as the wounded pilot was taken away. "I told them not to touch it but they never listen."
"The security codes should be changed." Fian commented, trying to sound uninvolved. "Not to mention these AIR2s handle like a bitch. Got to go, old man!"
Fian hastily strode away to the exit. In his pocket, Elsae whispered to him: I'm sorry...
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 12:54 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As Rico rounded more corners and walked briskly through more corridors, it eventually led him into the bridge and ship staff's quarters. Not many of the marines usually frequented this area of the ship for several different reasons...but for some reason, at the moment, Rico did not really care for this unwritten rule. He was more interested in looking for a certain doorway, following the signs and directories as well as his knowledge of the shape of the ship. It wasn't long before he found it.
Rico smirked slyly as he neared the small door. On its center, a large, square sign clearly labled "Kitchen Staff Only" hung in bold black letters over slate grey plating. Rico had enough sense to know simply walking in wouldn't be the wisest of choices. Instead, Rico leaned against the wall and waited patiently for a target to come into view. Sure enough, the door swung open slowly and one of the kitchen girls walked through it with a small smile.
She was a Geshrin woman...fairly young, easy on the eyes, nothing entirely special. Not that it really mattered to Rico at the moment. When she noticed him sitting off to the side, he gave her a nod and a wink, along with a soft, "How ya doin'?" She returned a slightly worried look at him before she turned back to the hallway and started walking, rather quickly, farther into the corridor. "Whoa, hey, slow down babe, I just wanna talk." Rico lied loudly out behind her. She didn't return a word, ignoring him as she picked up the pace, attempting to give him the obvious hint that she wasn't interested. Not obvious enough apparantly, as Rico increased his own walking speed, quickly gaining ground behind her. 'Playin' hard to get, eh...fine then.'
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 13:52 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
As Adrian walked to the cafeteria, he kept getting feelings of fear, that possibly his prank on Rico would end sourly. While refusing to give up his righteous revenge, Adrian decided he would possibly have to take some precautions against major trouble. As such, he strolled to the med-bay, rolling his eyes as he saw Fian rush away from the room, and moved quickly to the medicinal area, giving Valo a passing "Hello."
Looking through the choices, he grabbed a small container of some sort of knock-out drug. Deciding that the previously used Emrys capsules were effective, he took one of the spent Vigour tubes out and popped the cap off. He quickly washed out the container before measuring out the proper dosage of the sedative and dumping it into the capsule. With that, Adrian put the cap back on and inserted it once more into his pocket before moving for the door.
Unfortunately, before he could leave, a team of engineers holding a man on a stretcher rushed in. Adrian grunted and walked forward, quickly surveying the man's relatively minor external injuries.
"What happened to him?"
"He went joy-riding in one of the new AIR2's. Smashed it up all over the place. He's out cold."
Adrian nodded with a grimace. Even (most) marines knew better than to hijack an armor for personal amusement. He instructed the engineers to dump the man on a table for examination before shooing them out of the room. He slapped some bandages on the bleeding wounds, and took a look around for any other signs of trauma. Other than a probable concussion, the man should be fine.
"Valo, watch this guy, make sure he stays fine until he wakes up. He has a concussion and some minor wounds."
Adrian then moved to one of the medical lab computers and set up a message for Captain Miller.
Quote:
Technical Sentry Jonas P. Grames was admitted to medical bay today with minor cuts and bruises and a concussion. According to Armor Bay staff, these injuries came from unauthorized use of a Marine power armor.
He sent the message, and exited the bay, this time hoping to get to the cafe without delays.
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Le Blue Dude
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 14:17 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Istvan had little sucess in his attempt to gain Borschest. He was walking through the halls, somewhat bored, when he say Rico trailing after a Genshin like a lovesick puppy. Istvan did not like the look of it, and began to trail Rico, ready to give the Genshin assistance if nessessary. His estimation of Rico as being a headstrong macho-man suggested what Rico's next move would be.... Istvan was preparing to head that off if nessessary.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 16:07 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Benji'd gotten himself lost again, dispite supposedly knowing the ship. He was walking down one of the various halls and spotted the Greshin, Rico and Istvan headed towards him. He smiled when he noticed Rcio's love-sick-puppyness. Benji let the Greshin past and then put his arms open wide and when he got close to Rico he wrapped his arms around the man and hugged the other marine tightly. With a wink to Istvan he then shifted his head back and grinned at Rico.
His grin became an absoloutely evil one and without further ado, he leaned close and kissed the man. Whatever mood Rico was in he knew that would completely ruin it. He let go of Rico and then hooked him by the collar of his shirt and gently tugged him backwards till they meet up with Istvan. "Heading up to the meeting... see you later..." and then continued to tug Rico away from the Greshin.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 18:54 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
It seemed that for today, the Vel Steyr is always being worried or waiting for something to happen. The numerous occasions in the VR simulation, Valo's unarriving call, the meeting that will begin soon, Rico's still unknown status and most recently the AIR2 incident.
"I'm sure you'll explain to me in detail what exactly happened later." Fian said under his breath.
Yes. Came the reply.
Fian sighed, he did better head off to the canteen to get some chow, he had not eaten since this morning. Besides, if Rico is about to do any damage it would be in the vicinity of the caffeteria and meeting area. The Vel Steyr picked up the pace.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 20:12 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Things were getting blurry as Rico continued to chase the kitchen girl. He was sweating slightly, and getting extremely agitated with her attitude. "Hey, I said slow down!" Rico said with a raised voice, the tone noticeably more harsh. They were running pretty fast now, and the longer they went the more pissed off Rico became.
Before long, however, Rico found himself in an odd embrace by one of the marines he had met before...Benji. Rico wasn't sure exactly what was going on, but as he began being dragged backwards, he shot another glance at the young Geshrin woman. She had stopped farther in the corridor to catch her breath, a look of slight relief on her face. All Rico saw at the moment, however, was that she was his reward...and someone was taking that from him. Rico wasn't smiling anymore.
In a few swift motions, Rico flipped around and broke Benji's grasp on his collar, delivering a hard elbow straight into the center of Benji's face. There was also another marine next to him, Istvan...but Rico didn't recognize either of the marines, all he saw was the blur of the corridor and the figure of the kitchen girl in the distance. Using the element of surprise he had gained, Rico planted a kick firmly into the side of Istvan's knee, sending him into a slight kneeling position before he spun around again, slamming the back of his mechanical right-armed fist into the side of Istvan's face.
Rico didn't waste a second after that. He immediately burst into a mad dash back down the hall. The Geshrin woman screamed slightly, and turned to run as well, but it was moments too late...Rico tackled her from behind, bringing them both to the ground.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 20:28 pm Post subject: Reply with quote
Gran had been sitting in the mess hall with his head down on one of the cool tables. He had felt lightheaded again after the sim, and food had sounded like a good idea. God, please not Borschest... He slightly ground his forehead into the table.
His head snapped up as he heard a female scream echo down the hall, as did many other marines. He sat for a second as he hoped someone else would go check it out, he still felt like crap. Fucking bastards... He slowly stood up and walked swiftly out the hall, trying to find the source of the noise. He called out to the empty hall as he checked his back pocket. Good still there.
"Ally. What was that scream a second ago?"
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 22:02 pm Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
“PRIVATE RICO, You get off of her this instant!” so said the reprimanding voice of Ally. Her body walked past Benji and stopped just behind Rico. Her hands went to Rico’s shoulders and gripped tightly. Her red fingernails dug in to him and her heels into the floor as she yanked hard.
Meanwhile a less substantial version of herself manifested in front of the medical staff of the alliance, instructing them to come to where Rico was.
Gran would receive a visit from Ally’s voice over the PA system. “There is a security issue involving one of the marines that is being handled nearby,” was her short response.
Fuck, Adrian jumped up from his seat in the cafe and started moving to the door. "Kokuten! Let's go, mate!" Adrian rushed out quickly, stopped his momentum with a crash into the bulk-head, and then an equally fast pace down the hall towards the clusterfuck his prank was becoming.
Rico felt the hand clasp itself upon his shoulder firmly and gave an agitated sigh. He figured that one of the two marines he had left behind a few moments ago had come back to stop him, yet again, as he was far too lost in the moment to notice Ally's voice rising behind him. Without a second thought, Rico stood up quickly and spun around again, flailing his right arm in a wide arc behind him with the full intent of knocking down whomever had disturbed him.
Kokuten, startled by Ally’s sudden appearance and then Adrian’s quick reaction, jumped from his seat after Adrian. He kept close behind, trying not to fall back. The Medic was even
leaving a cigar smoke trail as he went.
"Thank you Ally, is it handled, or can I assist? If so, can i get directions?" Gran continued pumping his legs as he rushed down the hallway. His legs feeling slightly watery. Shit. He stumbled a little as his legs carried him further.
Rico’s arm caught Ally’s body across the face, sending it stumbling backwards and then down on its bottom. High heels were not the most apt of footwear for a combat situation and her skirt provided little cover for her as her legs landed slightly apart. Her hands went down to her side and pushed hard against the floor to help toss her body back to a standing position. She leaned forward and user her momentum to push herself toward Rico, her own hands aiming to latch onto his wrists.
“The medical staff are already on there way, though further assistance would not be detrimental to the current situation.” Ally told Gran.
Adrian came down the hallway at a relatively high speed, went slightly past Ally, and delivered Rico a kick to the chest, knocking him back and breaking Ally's grip on his wrist. "Sorry, Ally, bit of a rush." With that, he planted his foot firmly on Rico's chest and dug in his pocket looking for the small Emrys container full of the knock-out juice. He pulled it out, and knelt down to administer it to Rico's neck.
Rico's vision was getting fuzzier by the minute, but not bad enough to not recognize Ally's form and figure. With his focus on her, he could also hear her voice as well. His mind was racing, trying to think, but failing to turn up anything other than the most primal of thoughts. Although, he was greatly surprised as he realized it was Ally who had been behind him, and Ally whom he had just struck. She had grabbed his wrists, holding them in a locked position, although he wasn't struggling much. Before he knew it, however, he was on his back, a foot firmly planted onto his chest. He was also experiencing a shot of pain through his chest...and he didn't like it. Rico lifted his right arm, his cybernetic arm, and attempted to bring it down, with all of his strength, onto the shin of Adrian's leg.
Gran was a little surprised by the two others rushing past him as he rounded the corner seeing everyone, especially Ally. He could instantly tell that this was not a plain hologram, but an actual body. He quickly came up beside Ally and stuck his hand into his back pocket again, glaring at the Rico. "Rico! What the fuck are you doing?"
Istvan had been startled with the speed with which all hell had broken loose.... Belatedly he waded into the fray, trying to restrain Rico
Kokuten dived for Rico's cybernetic arm with both of his own, attempting to lock his in place to restrain him. "damn it!"
Ally stood near the dog pile of marines fighting to restrain Rico. For the moment she turned to the geshrin girl and helped her up. Smiling, she told the girl to return to the mess hall and, “not to worry, I’ll be watching you the whole way.”
"FUCK!" Adrian rolled off the man and stood shakily, hopping backwards a bit. "Ya fuckin' psycho! The hells wrong with you, damn it?!" While Adrian thought, he almost began to regret his choice to poison the marine. He had no idea he'd react like this.
Fian Vel Steyr, who was walking along the corridor towards the canteen, chanced upon the pile of marines restraining Rico. Feeling a little aghast and knowing that there is nothing left for him to do or prevent, he shot one look at Adrian. 'Now you've done it.'
Rico flailed about wildly, the blur of voices and faces around him turning darker by the second. He was not weak of strength by any measure, but with the onslaught of grabs and holds being constantly attempted onto him, Rico finally collapsed into unconsciousness.
Kokuten let go of Rico and stood up, wiping his forehead with a metal hand. He looked over at Adrian and got over to help him. "You okay man?"
Istvan scowled "You basterd..." he muttered "You shouldn't do that to women." He winds up to slug Rico
Ally reaches out to grab Istavan's hand, "He is unconscious." She said in a rather repremanding tone.
"Dont do that!" Fian shouted at Istvan. He promptly moved right next to the unconcious Rico to look after his well being. "There is more than enough damage inflicted already."
Istvan scowled, but lowered his arm. "I'll get him later then" he mutters darkly. "Basterd"
Gran, seeing that Rico had fallen unconscious, pulled his empty hand back out of his pocket. What the fuck Rico?
Istvan "He tried to rape her!" he shouts
"And how will hitting him while he is unconscious change anything?" Ally asked.
"You!" Fian shouted back. "You know Rico wont do that! Something else did this to him!"
Istvan sighed "When he wakes up..." he said, leaving the words hanging.... his anger is barely contained in his large frame... he shook, "When he wakes up...." now he sounded like he was savoring the anger...
Adrian nodded. "Yeah Kokuten. I'm fine, thanks." He shot a look over in Rico's direction and grimaced at the mess he'd made. He stepped forward and looked over his friend's unconcious body. He knelt down quickly and administered the tranq into Rico's neck to make sure he'd stay down. Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK Hearing Fian speak, he turned on him with fire in his eyes. Don't fucking do this, Fian. "Ally, could you please call Valo here to move Private Sanroma to the med-bay?"
As requested Ally's form appeared in front of Valo, asking for assistance in moving Sanroma.
Rico's breathing fluttered sharply as the tranquilizer entered his body, before settling back down into a slow, even pace.
"It will be my..... pleasure" Istavan said darkly.
"We can move him ourselves, Adrian." Fian muttered, with an emphasis on 'Adrain". He slung one of Rico's arm over one shoulder and then waited for someone else to take the other.
Kokuten walked over and grabbed Rico's other arm, finally finding a use for himself.
Istvan went for the legs, a scowl on his face.... His grip was going to leave bruises
Gran frowned, he looked to Ally. "Do you think it would be okay if I talked to the girl?"
"I think it would be best if the marines left her alone for a while." Ally said.
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PostPosted: Sun Mar 04, 07 23:56 pm Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
Rico had been laid down in the new medbay. Ally and the medics were looking him over and she reminded them to, “Perform a tox screen and check his brain chemistry.” For the moment Ally had made it clear that only the medics were to be in close proximity to the marine.
Fian waited outside the Medibay, leaning on the walls and looking very very sour. If that Adrian doesn’t come clean on this, I'll... Fian sighed. I'll have to accept his promotion on his behalf, if he is still getting it after all.
Gran stood against the wall opposite of Fian. He almost glared at Fian. I know you know something, but what is it... He shifted on his feet. "Do you think Rico will be okay?"
Istvan stood in the halls too. Bastard... Wish he knew what it was like to be a woman... maybe that would keep him from doing it again... isn't there some drug that's supposed to do that? He bounced in place "He doesn't deserve to be O.K...."
"Oh he will be." Fian said, I'm sorry, but someone else should be doing the explanation. Fian paused for a while, looking to the side away from Gran. "I am just more concerned about the damage done to the other people besides Rico. Like that girl."
Istvan's scowl deepens "Poor girl" he says, thickly "Bastard tried to rape her... She's going to need comforting at the least... probably best if no guys go near her for a while..."
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Kokuten took a look at Rico lying on the table. The Medic looked at the screen nearest to him as they were doing the scan. The screen began showing some of the drug still flowing through the bloodstream. "Okay, we got something."
Adrian quickly ran the tox scan through one of the shiny new gizmo's present in the room. He turned to Ally, doing amazingly well to appear perfectly normal. "Blood scan shows the tranquilizer I gave him plus a..." He feinted surprise at the next item.” It would appear that Private Sanroma consumed two doses of Emrys Industries Vigor Aphrodisiac pheromones."
"Er, sir, it looks more like he injected it from the back of the neck." said the Cyborg. He pointed out were the drug showed a little remnant where it had been absorbed through the skin.
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"You shut the fuck up Istivan, that was not Rico." He shot a fiery glance at the other marine in the hallway. He looked back at Fian. "Do you think the girl will continue working on the ship?"
"I won’t blame her if she won’t." Fian answered sheepishly. He continued staring into space, all talk and speculation won’t mean a thing when the truth would be out any second.
"Look. I agree that Rico doesn't seem like the type to rape someone.... but we can all be surprised." Istvan interrupted, "He's so full of hot air.... so showy..."
Gran stamped his foot, turning to face Istvan. "I thought I told you to shut the fuck up. He was crazed! You saw him flailing! He didn't even speak!! THAT..WAS..NOT..RICO!!" He stood, his fists balled and shaking.
Istvan gave Gran an empty look... "I have been surprised before by people" he says "And one never knows...."
---
Ally began checking her video records of the ship’s activities. The entire process would take less than a second however she decided to ask, “Alright, I can look and see who did it or someone can come forward and save some time.”
FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!! Adrian ground his teeth together and swallowed hard. He was so fucked....
Ally looked at the medics, "Administer an anti-agent to the drug and then a counter sedative to wake him up. Be sure to check for any damage caused during the tussle."
Kokuten gave a quick salute to Ally. "Yes ma’am." The Medic began to rummage through the cabinet. "Hey, Adrian, do you want administer this?" Kokuten queried.
Ally internally had already used her records to find that Adrian was the only one to have touched Rico in the area of the injection recently. She was looking at him directly ever since she asked someone to come forward.
"Kokuten, the anti-drugs are over there in that cabinet, not that one. And you can. I'll get the anti-sedatives." He quickly pulled open a drawer and popped out a paper-wrapped syringe. "Kokuten, you go first." He noticed that Ally was watching him, and he really didn't like it.
After drawing the anti-drug Kokuten walked over Rico and began to apply it to him. "Yannow, what if Rico was just in here and fell on some vigor or something? I mean, it fell into his neck."
---
"SHUT UP!! Rico would never hurt someone like that! YOU DON'T FUCKING KNOW HIM!!" Gran stamped his foot down again.
Istvan grunted gruffly. "That's right... I don't know him... and that allows me to ponder things that you might not be able to."
"That’s enough, Gran!" Fian said, shooting a look at the techie. "The truth will be out shortly, I believe you can restrain yourself as a respectable soldier until then."
Istvan gave Fian a quizzical glance, raising an eyebrow. "You know more then you are saying, don't you?"
Gran was seriously considering attacking Istvan, but he stood up straight as he heard Fian. "FUCK!!" He slammed the bottom of his fist into the wall, setting his head against the cool metal. Rico would never do that... He thought he was so sure that Rico wouldn't, he had been the first marine on the ship to welcome him…perhaps he was being too biased…
"All I am doing now." Fian said, slowly. "Is that I am giving the parties responsible grace time to come clean." He then stood up with his arms crossed, an intent look on his face. "No more honor needs to be lost than what already has been."
---
Rico's eyes slowly quivered open, his eyes rolling around as he counted the familiar faces in the room. His smile returned, with a soft, exhausted chuckle. "Oh shit, where's the party?" Rico said weakly, attempting to prop himself up upon his shoulders.
"Hey, buddy, you okay? How many fingers am I holding up?" Kokuten waved a four-fingered hand in front of Rico’s face to make sure of any lingering illnesses.
Rico watched each individual in the room for a few moments, the tension wafting through the room hugely obvious to anyone. Rico quickly looked at his body, sighing quietly with relief that he didn't appear to be missing any limbs...but Rico figured something was obviously wrong; he was in the medical bay with a very fuzzy memory of the past few minutes. He then looked back up at all of the occupants of the medical bay after Adrian took his leave with Wazu. Rico's smile started to droop. Rico turned to Kokuten with a weak smirk. "Oh, I dunno baby...four? How many am I holdin' up?” Rico asked, raising his left hand and extending his middle finger. “So...anyone want to tell me what the fuck is going on?" He asked to nobody in particular.
The doors of the med bay opened and Wazu's cane made its way inside, followed by the rest of his body being lugged along with the help of the metal rod. "Private Adrian, I would like to have a word with you outside." He said sternly before taking a step backwards to get out of the medbay. Ally's tangible form left as well, standing near the limping XO outside of the medbay.
Don't look at her. Don't give her any reason to suspect you. Just chill with it, Adrian. The medic was thinking a mile a minute as he watched Rico awaken. "Hola there. Listen, those tranqs are still in ya. Let me give you this..." He watched Wazu come in and almost dropped it. "Understood, SIR!" He put the syringe down and promptly left the room.
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After Adrian Wazu and Ally were alone in the hall, Ally held up her arm, a virtual image of Adrian placing his hand on the back of Rico's neck displayed. Wazu closed the door to the med bay and focused his grey eyes on the medic. "I would like you to explain the report I received from Ally regarding how you administered a certain stimulant to Private Rico."
Adrian coughed, or rather barely contained a laugh, with the slightest smile gracing his lips for a bare second. He quickly stood straight with a neutral expression on his face. "Sir, due to un-defeat able evidence, that would make me guilty, sir."
"So you drugged a marine and let him sexually assault a member of the crew?" Wazu asked, looking right into Adrian as he thought about previous experiences with the captain. Wazu straightened his back and placed both of his hands on his cane which he placed directly in front of him. "WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING MARINE?!" He barked loud enough for those in the med bay to hear, "PULLING A STUNT LIKE THAT IS ENOUGH TO HAVE YOU SHOT ON SIGHT." Wazu gave some more thought to what he was going to say next before he continued. "When Rico gets out of that med bay you are going to be his slave until I have you court-martialed and then shot for treason. I now have to go explain your actions to the captain and you better hope he is more forgiving than I am."
Adrian, despite the humor apparent to him, narrowed his eyes at the lieutenant. He began feeling rather angry, and suddenly let it all go. "With all due respect, Sir, I had no intention of letting Private Sanroma assault a member of this crew. I had no idea how potent those drugs are, and it was damn stupid to do it. However, considering Private Sanroma not only stomped on my genitals DURING a combat exercise, you commended him and gave him a promotion. As far as I'm concerned, I was fucking JUSTIFIED in my measures. You can have me tried for treason, I won't be the first, and goddamnit, death is a great alternative to this goddamn SHIT HOLE you call a fucking empire!" Adrian turned from his superior officer and walked away a little bit rubbing his head before turning back.
“I don't believe you understand how serious this is." Wazu said sternly, "Administering a drug without knowing the proper dose can be fatal… Playing in and amongst the marines is something I can over look but the moment the females of the kitchen staff become involved it becomes serious business. The Captain's policy involving them was made quite clear." Wazu paused for a moment before addressing his feelings about Rico. “Rico’s performance was worthy of promotion regardless of what happened to your dick and thinking outside of the box didn’t hurt him at all but these antics are getting out of hand. You can be assured that I will be putting a stop to all of this shit.”
Adrian gritted his teeth. Damn. Should have used Kaserine. "Understood, sir " His voice literally dripped with venom. "May I be dismissed to my quarters, or will I have to deal with the circus that will no doubt occur once these marines find out their medical officer poisoned one of them?" He looked Wazu in the eye the entire time, a rather malevolent glint readily visible.
“When you are dismissed you are going to go in there and you are going to explain to them what happened. You are then going to assure them that you won't be administering any drugs unless they are necessary while you are onboard this ship." Wazu barked harshly.
"Fine. Is there anything ELSE I need?"
"YOU ARE DISMISSED." Wazu shouted at him.
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Gran turned his head from the wall as he watched Wazu enter the room. He quickly left the room and tried to get near the door, seeing Wazu, Ally and Adrian exit the room. Gran's face was beet red, his eyes even showed a trace of the start of what could be tears.
Fian saw this and then moved to pat Gran on the back. "There there..."
'Gran shook his head slightly as he gritted his teeth. "Please don't talk to me..." He turned back to the wall, setting his head against it...
Istvan scowled "A man... even a man hopped up on drugs... is responsible for their own actions."
Gran shook slightly as he restrained himself from reacting to Istvan. God fucking damn it if he doesn't shut the fuck up I'll fucking gut him. He pressed his forehead against the wall harder. Rico...
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"Well apparently,” Kokuten answered Rico, “you were administered two shots of Vigour and attempted to sexually harass/assault one of the Geshrin Cooks." Kokuten said, muttering 'Jackass' under his breath.
Rico's eyes widened as he heard Kokuten's answer. "I FUCKIN' WHAT?!" He slapped a hand over his eyes, fairly certain that whatever had just overcame him, it was going to get him kicked off the ship, or perhaps even worse. "Ah...shit..."
Kokuten's eyes clacked as he listened to Rico's response. ”That must've been a side effect of the Vigor..." Kokuten said, referring to Rico's apparent lack of memory. "It may come back to you, you used up a lot of energy when we tried to restrain you. Let's not forget the sedatives and the tranquilizer." Kokuten said, counting on metal fingers.
He turned to Kokuten again. "So, what...Vigor? That shitty aphrodisiac shit from Emrys? How the hell did I suddenly get two shots of that in my system?"
Kokuten put a steel thumb on his chin. "Well that's where you might get saved in this. We believe that you were administered the Vigor without consent, and Ally seems to have found enough evidence to prove someone guilty."
Rico tried to raise his right hand to his head as he wipe the slight sweat from his brow...but his arm didn't rise. He looked down at it, attempting to move it another time. A few fingers responded, but otherwise his arm just stayed limp against the medical bay bed. "...and why the fuck is my arm not working?"
Kokuten grit his teeth nervously, "Well... Er... You see... You got pretty wild after we tried to restrain you. Hold a moment." He applied another sedative to Rico. "You had already damaged Adrian's shin with it, so I had to restrain your arm." Kokuten said putting the drug aside.
Rico didn't really listen to Kokuten's reply, as he was quickly peeling the synthetic flesh off of his arm in a rather harsh fashion. He peered down at the mass of cybernetics...and sure enough, there were many large dents and bends in the outer frames. "...well this is just fuckin' perfect," Rico mumbled, allowing himself to be sedated.
Kokuten shook his head and looked at his own hand; he flexed it and then began cleaning up anything lying around from the current operation. "The lack of control of your arm could be a result of the sedatives still going through your system. They're possibly dulling the messages from your brain to your arm," said the Medic.
Rico turned to Kokuten, a look of slight annoyance on his face. "Yeah, or it could be these huge ass dents." Rico said sarcastically...he wasn't really in a joking mood anymore. His head hurt, he was half-numb from all the drugs, and he possibly just made himself look like a rapist in front of pretty much all of his comrades.
"You might to sit back for a little while and let the sedatives run through, we didn't give you anything strong." Kokuten looked back at the yelling, and shook his head. "Really, I don't blame you for your angry mood and such. I would be pretty pissed too if I were apart of someone's game. Though, I'd have to retract that comment if we had found out that you really did it yourself." Kokuten said, narrowing both his metal eyes at a datapad hooked a scanner which looked over Rico's vital statistics.
---
Fian felt an urge to do something. Something about exciting situations made him rather full... of urine. "Guys, I'm off to the washroom. I'll be back for Rico." He said as he walked down the corridor to the nearest restroom.
Gran waved slightly to Fian, while he still faced the wall. He sighed, trying to calm himself more. What happened to you Rico? Why did you do that? He pushed away from the wall and set his back against it. He looked up at the ceiling not even wanting to look at Istvan, let alone talk to him.
Gran saw that the meeting right by the door of the med bay had finished and he thought now would be the time to try to see Rico. He quickly paced over to Wazu Ally and Adrian and tried to get to the door.
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"Ungh...yeah yeah, fine." Rico said, lying back down on the medical bed. The sedatives had calmed him a bit, enough to allow a small bit of memories to begin slowly fading into mind. The Geshrin, the chase, the fight... "...so, what exactly did I do chief? Is that lady alright, and who did I hit with this thing?" Rico asked Kokuten, referring to his malfunctioning cybernetic arm.
"Well, first, the lady is perfectly fine if not very ruffled." Kokuten said in light terms. "Private Benji was the first you hit, according to a surrounding witness. Then you went for the woman again, and then we arrived, with a few marines on our tail. We attempted to restrain you, some cyborg woman helped as well, but you struck Adrian in the shin with your arm during the process." Kokuten took a deep breathed, clacked his eyes and finished. "So I grabbed your arm and restrained it, which is why it is damaged, sorry..." Kokuten finished raising a hand.
Rico looked back down at his arm...he knew must've hit something a lot harder than Adrian's shin to do this. And a cyborg woman? He shrugged it off, however, and relaxed back into the bed.
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"Thank you, SIR." Adrian almost spat in Wazu's face. He turned and pushed open the door to the med-bay with a rather angry amount of force, ignoring Gran. "MARINES! In case you were wondering, I was the one who pumped Rico with the pheromones. As per my orders, I will NOT do it again. Goodbye.” He turned again, pushed past Gran, shot another angry look at Wazu, and then stormed towards the Marine bunks.
Kokuten was taken back by the information. Our... own of Medical Officer. The Cyborg leaned back next to the table, it made him think of himself as a Medic. What would these guys think of the Medical Staff because of this? "What the hell man...?" Kokuten shook his head.
Gran balled his fist up right as he was about to open the med bay door. His hand shook, his face returning to the violent red it was earlier. You fucking bastard.... "You fucking bastard..." He said coarsely as Adrian walked off. He practically punched the panel to the med bay door, he stepped through right as it whooshed open. He quickly lifted his head up to Rico, seeing he was up. He smiled weakly at him.
Istvan stuck his foot out carefully... trying to trip Adrian, but failed to do so. "You should not make a man do something like that"
Wazu watched Adrian do his thing, his gaze remaining very critical of the man until he was out of sight. "Fuck... he is right." Wazu softened his posture and moved his cane to his side. Wazu straightened up as Rico left the med bay, trying to regain his hawkish posture before looking over at Ally. He opened his mouth to say something before turning and limping off toward the mess hall. Meanwhile Ally's tangible body entered the med bay for some minor repairs.
Rico nearly fell out of his bed as he heard Adrian's statement. He quickly stood up in his bed, attempting to prop himself up with his working arm. "You fuckin' WHAT?!" He shouted, but Adrian had already turned around out of sight. "Hey, HEY! Where the hell, I’M NOT-" Rico cut himself off, sliding his feet to the side of the bed and attempting to stand up to chase after him.
As Adrian stomped down the hall, a slight murmuring came into his mind. Voices. Not now... I do not NEED this shit right now... Unfortunately, he couldn't understand a damn word of anything they were saying. It sounded slightly like German if it were spoken by an illiterate crack baby with a head wound. The voices kept getting louder and louder still, until Adrian smashed his fist into the steel bulkhead. "FUCKING STOP!" He breathed heavily, ignoring his bloodied knuckles. "Those fucking meds. All they fucking do is drive me a little closer to insanity every day. God damn it!" Adrian took a seat on his bunk and fell backwards, staring at the bunk above him with a heavy sigh.
Kokuten snapped back to reality seeing Rico move on. "Rico! Get back on the bed, you’re not ready to move around yet!" Kokuten yelled, pulling him back to the table.
He wasn’t listening, however. Rico wasn't able to get very far into the hall before the sedatives took their toll on his legs, and he slowly had to slump down on the wall, defeated. "...shit...fine, whatever," he said to himself, and slowly trailed back into the medical bay. He didn't say anything, or even bother to look at anyone as he entered...he simply just replaced himself on the bed. "...can I get some tools here? I need to fix my freakin' arm."
Gran tried to help Rico but the man seemed determined to do it all by himself. He slowly walked over to the bed and looked down on Rico. "Hi..." was all he could muster.
Istvan, thoroughly bored with the situation now, wandered off to the cafeteria to eat.... he hoped they were serving Borscht!
Kokuten nodded to Rico, and turned to Gran. "Gran, go grab some cybernetic tool. While you’re at it, grab some water so, we don't want Rico dehydrating after what he's been through." Kokuten said, waving him off. "Thanks."
"Yeah... Sure." Gran mumbled as he quickly searched the shelves and cabinets, not knowing where anything was. "Ally, if you have a moment, where could I find mechanical tools?" Ally used the holograms to highlight one of the storage areas which held the equipment Gran was searching for. "Thank you Ally." Gran quickly paced over to the rack and pulled a black box off of it, shoving it under his arm. He also grabbed a large jug off the counter and quickly filled it water from a nearby sink. He moved back over some of the water splashing out from his hurried steps.
John decided to pop his head into the med bay after hearing all the goings on, a granola bar sticking half out of his mouth, looked over at Rico. "Heh chief, what's goin’ on ?" John walked into the med bay and over to Rico, humming as he chewed absentmindedly on the granola bar. He leaned down, looking closer at Rico's arm, and then looked at Rico in the eyes while prodding and poking at it with his finger. "Say, does this hurt at all?"
Gran set the jug down where Kokuten could reach it, and opened the box on the bed, near Rico's arm. "Mind if I take a look at this, buddy?" He lightly touched one of the dents in Rico's cybernetic arm.
As Gran set himself up at his side, Rico strongly wanted to object and shoo him off. Rico would've rather done the repairs himself. However, he allowed Gran to work on his arm, as he knew he wasn’t really thinking straight at the moment. For the first time in quite a bit, Rico smiled. "Fine. Just keep the hands where I can see 'em baby."
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PostPosted: Mon Mar 05, 07 01:46 am Post subject: Things can only get worse Reply with quote
There was a lot of commotion going around, but Chris paid little attention to it, usually these things concerned him little. It was probably just about the briefing anyway.
While preparing the food he paid little attention to everything around him, but when he finished he realized that one of the girls was still missing. He didn't think anything major of it at the time; she probably just had to go the long way to avoid the despicable males.
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PostPosted: Mon Mar 05, 07 01:48 am Post subject: Reply with quote Edit/Delete this post
ON>
Wazu placed his cane down beside his chair and took off his rank badge. He tossed it on the table in front of him in the lounge as his body settled into the fluffy chair, his hand cradling a glass of dark liquid. His head leaned back, facing up at the ceiling and remaining supported by the back of the chair.
Adrian stared up at the ceiling of the room, breathing hard. Over the course of the past several minutes, he had utterly trashed the center of the bunk room. A broken table lay nearby, with several personal items lying around. Why won't the stop? Adrian had no idea what to do. The noise in his mind was horrifically loud, and the medic felt as if his head would explode. He could only guess why the he was reacting so much more violently to the medication than usual, most of the guesses based around paranoia that perhaps Wazu had ordered him killed with poison. Of course, had he been thinking straight, he wouldn't have thought any of this, but his mind was effectively ruined. With a particularly loud burst of noise in his head, he spasmed again, this time with a large amount of force, enough to bring his head smashing into the deck, leaving him in a state of extreme pain.
Ally's tangible body in the med-bay stood up and told the medic on duty, "I need you to report to the marine's living quarters and bring some sedatives. We have a problem with one of our marines." Ally then quickly made her way toward the marine's quarters.
Adrian held the large caliber pistol to his temple, tears silently rolling down his face. The shit just wouldn't stop. He couldn't live forever like this. It needed to end.
Ally's voice chimed in soothingly as she appeared in front of him, "Adrian... please put down the gun..." This form of her dispersed as soon as her cybernetic body walked in through the door. She slowly made her way towards him. "Please Adrian?" she asked again, her eyes looking as caringly as she could towards him.
Meanwhile Wazu was hurriedly attaching his rank pin to his uniform while cursing and awkwardly limping at high speeds through the hallways.
Adrian's hand held steady. "Oh. Well. It looks like the AI is trying to save the marine. How touching."
"Adrian..." Ally said, getting closer to him and slowly leaning down, putting her arms around his waist, the warmth of her body beginning to be felt against his. "Would you do it for me?" She fluttered her blue eyes up at him in the process.
Just then John sat up in his bunk, looking across at the two. "Heh.. guys.. whats goin on?"
As he watched Ally hurry out of the medical bay, Rico silently began to deduce what could possibly be happening in there. It didn't take him long to suddenly recall that Adrian himself ran off in that direction before Rico could catch him. Rico quickly slid out of the medical bed, attempting to try out his arm...it was still not functioning. Without another thought, Rico dashed out through the bulkhead, the effects of the sedatives still slightly hindering his steps.
Adrian looked down at Ally. "Heh. Not kill my self? Not make this stop?" He connects the barrel of the gun to his head. "Not make this infinite torment of my mind end?"
"Yeah, that would be good." Ally said with a smile. "Things will get better. I promise."
Adrian laughed. Long and hard. He just kept laughing, his head on the bed behind him, the cacophony in his mind reaching a crescendo, and pain shooting throughout his entire body. And the laughter continued, despite his body spasming viscously from the sudden mental painspike.
As his body spasumed Ally took the opportunity to reach for his weapon. One hand went to hold the gun and point it up while her other hand reached for the slide to push it back and take it off the gun to entirely disable the firing mechanism.
Adrian felt the gun move and suddenly get much lighter. shit. He stared down at the beautiful cybernetic woman laying on top of him, and wondered just why she had fought so hard to save his life. It didn't matter though. The laughing had stopped. Just pain now. "Make it stop." He whispered lightly.
Ally tossed the slide from the service pistol away and held the marine, cradling his head against her breasts. “Just relax… things will be all better soon…” Her hands gently ran through his hair as she waited for the medic to arrive and sedate him.
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PostPosted: Mon Mar 05, 07 04:05 am Post subject: Reply with quote
A large hand came down around Adrian's neck almost as if to choke him. However as it did a small needle quickly shot out and back in from the center of the hand injecting seditives.
Valo let go of Adrian's neck and picked him up holding him over his shoulder. Valo's gaze quickly turned to Ally. "What would you like done with this man? My personal suggestion would be to keep him medicated and restrained to a medical bed."
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PostPosted: Mon Mar 05, 07 10:46 am Post subject: Reply with quote
Rico, disfunctional arm swinging limply behind him, had caught up with Lieutenant Wazu who was also hurrying through the hallway. Rico slow down his pace to match Wazu's awkward limp, following him at his side as they rounded a corner into the final stretch of corridor before the marine quarters. The mild sedatives were nearly gone now, being overrun by the rush of adrenaline, and Rico's steps began to show less hindrance. It was at this point Rico decided to speak up, a complex mixture of annoyance and worry spread across his frowning, serious face.
"What's goin' on chief?" Rico asked, not bothering to look at Wazu as he did.
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Wazu and Rico arrived just in time to catch a view of Ally cradling the now medicated marine. Once he had gone under she pulled away and allowed Valo to pick him up.
Before Ally responded Wazu cut in, “Take him to the medbay and keep him medicated while you run a tox screen. Make sure he is not using some kind of depressant that is screwing with his mind. When you are done with that check his brain chemistry, use the drugs in the medbay to balance him if you have to. Keep him under until I get down there.”
Wazu then turned to Rico and said quietly, “Adrian had a breakdown of some kind but it seems that Ally has already taken care of it.”
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Rico, relieved to see that the situation had resolved with no glaring hitches, finally cracked a smile as he watched Valo haul Adrian's limp body through the doorway. He had cooled down a bit, but Rico was still very pissed off with Adrian. He would have to settle this dispute with him once he had the chance. Rico turned back to Ally's body and stroked a hand through his hair.
"Seems Ally's been takin' care of a lotta things." Rico said as he flashed her a grin. Rico then looked back down at his arm, still broken and lifeless at his side. "...well, if that's all chief, I'm headin' back to the medbay...need to get my arm back up ta speed before Captain's meetin'," Rico spoke again to Wazu, giving him an awkward salute with his less-used left hand. With Wazu's reply, he would take his leave back towards the medical facility.
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Wazu nodded, "Go get patched up marine."
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After being hit Benji made off into the depths of the ship and got himself hopelessly lost. He managed to find his way back to the bunk room before anyone else got there and snatched up a wad of papertowels to hold to his bloody and broken nose. While action was going on else where in the ship, Benji hid away inside one of the Cargo bays sitting atop a crate and trying to get his nose to stop gushing blood.
"All... I think Rico broke my nose..." He said, tentitively probing his nose with his fingers and wincing when shards of his broke nose burried their sharp points into his skin. "Yah, yeah that bastard broke my nose..." He said, more to himself than to the AI. Benji got to his feet and walked down the hall way. He looked awful and seriously angry. By the time he got to the Med Bay there was so much activity. Reluctantly he sighed and fetched another papertowel with which to hold to his bloody nose.
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However, Rico did not return straight to the medical bay after being dismissed. Instead, he took a long, winding detour down to the power armor bays, keeping an eye open at all times. The PA bay was mostly empty, save for a technician who was overlooking and maintaining a single AIR suit in the far corner. Rico suspected this was the one he was looking for, and confirmed so when he saw the serial number; two-four-five-five.
Rico walked up slowly to one of the technicians...he looked horrible, a few bandanges and bruises visibly apparent through his technician uniform. However, as Rico approached the technician gave a solemn nod. Rico returned it, and watched as the man walked up to the armor and pulled a few objects from the lower interiors of the suit before bringing them closer for Rico to view them.
Rico grinned widely as he looked over the goods. There was a set of soft, thin objects, wrapped and tied in a neat square of thick brown paper. Next, there was a rectangular box, maybe a foot or so tall. As Rico shook it slightly, a slight sloshing sound reaching his ears as he did so. The last object he held up was a smaller, more square container, wrapped in more drab brown paper. As Rico moved it he could hear a soft clinking, like glass hitting glass. He looked over the packages once more, and smiled back at the technician.
"Okay then baby, looks like everythin'."
"Marty doesn't appreciate you using his resources for stupid shit like this."
"Hey, this stuff's important. Besides, it is not like any of this stuff is illegal...I just didn't want to pay a delivery boy to pick this stuff up, and Marty owes me a favor."
"...whatever. Just as long as I get paid."
"Yeah yeah, Marty'll see to that...what's wrong with you anyway baby? Ya look like shit."
"...well..., something's wrong with this damn AIR suit. Whenever I flew it out to pick up your shit, it handled all strange, I crashed it coming in. And it kept...talking to me. In a woman's voice..."
Rico gave him a funny look, trying to hold in a fit of laughter. He patted the technician on the back consolingly, placing the items back into his arms. "Well, I'll leave you two alone then...just put this stuff under my bunk when ya get the chance." With that, Rico quickly turned around and exited the power armor bays, walking at a fast pace to return to the medical bay.
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(Mini-JP between Moonman, Davis)
Rico finally reached the white bulkhead door of the medical bay, a little out of breath from his quick walking. He walked in and nodded to Gran, but didn't say or do anything else as he walked up and laid himself back down onto the medical bed. "Sorry 'bout that baby, little problem," Rico said finally, positioning his right arm closer to Gran and relaxing a bit as he reclined himself.
Gran had just sat in the Medbay as Rico rushed out. He knew Rico would be back before not too long, plus he needed a minute to sort out all the tools. The box lay open on the bed, its contents slightly scattered. "Everything I need and more." He mumbled as he slid his hand over the cold steel of the many items. He looked back at Rico as he re-entered the Med-bay. He moved the instruments making room for him and silently watched as he lay back on the table. "What kind of problem?" He said as he fitted a small monocle-like disc in front of his eye, surveying the damage on Rico's arm.
"An Adrian kind a' problem," Rico said, his smile drooping a bit. He was still inwardly seething at Adrian's practical joke. Not because he did it, but because of what had happened.
"Well they decided to bring whatever it was in here." He pointed over his shoulder at Adrian who had just recently been taken in. "Do you know what happened?" He plugged a small cable into a slot in Rico's arm, near the junction between flesh and metal and attached the other end to the disc by his eye. "Try moving your fingers." He needed some readings as to what was working and what wasn't.
Rico figured Adrian would've already been here, what with his unknown detour to the power armor bays. Rico shrugged, and attempted to move his hand as Gran requested. His fingers twitched a bit, but other than that there was no other movements. "Shit, I dunno baby. Apparently he's fuckin' suicidal, nearly blew his head off in the marine quarters." Rico said, keeping his eyes on his arm.
Gran frowned heavily, he wanted Adrian punished, but he didn't want him dead. Lines of data and flashes of light appeared behind the opaque monocle as the fingers twitched. He sighed as he laid the disc back on the table and took a long tool that looked like a knitting needle. He pressed it against a small disc on the inside of the cybernetic arm and moved it in a circle, Rico's arm whirred quietly as the locks in Rico's arm released the plate. "Well, I guess someone stopped him. Any idea why he tried?"
"Shit...I dunno," Rico replied half-heartedly as he kept his attention his arm. He glanced at a digital clock on the wall...it would be time for Miller's meeting with the Alliance crew in a while. Despite all that had happened, Rico still wanted to make it to that meeting. Mostly because he felt that receiving that recommendation would make him feel better...if he was even still getting it after the events that took place. Rico sighed deeply, repositioning himself to get more comfortable. "...so what's the damage doc?"
"A nerve splitter's fucked, that's why you can't do anything. Most everything still works, just a failure to communicate." He smiled as he lifted the plate and grabbed a mass of wires with some small tongs, they were blackened where they joined. He made sure power was disconnected from the arm before pressing a small metal pole the size of a pen against the splitter, a small spark issued as the ends of the connecter popped open, releasing the wires. He held the burnt connection up for Rico to see before setting it on the table and searching through the black box again. "So you are feeling better?"
Rico attempted to lift his arm...this time it did move. Aside from a few odd-looking dents and scrapes on the outer frame, and the obvious need for a few finer touches to the inner mechanics, Rico's arm was functioning. He flexed it a bit, stretching its fingers inward and outward with a smile. "Feelin' good...all ready for the gun show," Rico laughed as he patted Gran on the shoulder. "Thanks baby...coulda done it myself o' course, but I suppose you deserve a treat every now an' then."
"You're welcome." Was all he said as he slowly packed up the tools, thinking inwardly. He stood and set the box back on it is shelf. He smiled and turned back to Rico. He threw his arm around Rico's shoulder, just like Rico had done when Gran first entered the ship, and quickly walked to the door. "Well, we wouldn't want ya' to be late now would we?"
