Haven Massacre
As a new shuttle comes in off comes Emilian, The man not dressed in his usual suit but wearing a pair of light weight pants tucked into a pair of boots. A leather jacket worn while a tactical vest can be seen beneath, As Lian moves down the ramp of the shuttle his right hand moves to adjust the assault rifle slung across his shoulder drawing the weapon over his chest as his eyes look out over the area. <English>
Esmail squints as his eyes begin to adjust, raising his left hand to partly shield his eyes from the sandy gusts. Peering around he keeps his distance from other as his right forearm rests onto the stock of a Steyr-Scout strapped to his chest. "To think this many people would still be here after the warnings.." was little more than a muttering to himself as he watched many different groups still landing and departing from shuttle crafts. <English>
Tired and dusty and ready to leave, Dodger walks wearily through the spaceport in the direction of the shuttlses, ready to depart. There's a weariness in her step as she trudges toward the platform, the mud on her boots suggesting that she's already done more than her fair share of walking today. <English>
Emilian's eyes lower to his zeus and the man quickly checks over the actions making sure the weapon is loaded and the safety is off before he takes that last little step from the Shuttle's ramp to step onto the hard ground of Haven, His eyes lifting to look back over the area noticing a familiar face from a few days before and a certain sale he had made. Emilian's left hand moves back to pull his helmet from where its secured to the armor worn beneath his clothes holding the helmet somewhat loosely in his fingertips as he makes his way over towards Esmail, "Would be lying if I didn't say I was suprised to see you out here Mr. Esmail." The words spoken with a tone of clear amusement as he looks to the man before letting his attention drift back away as he watches the other crafts coming and going at random intervals delivering supplies and other much needed help to the planet. The sight of the red headed woman (dodger) causing the man to give a momentary pause as he simply studies the woman from a distance as she moves along headed for the shuttles. <English>
There, where the Caretaker is parked, there are the relief cargo mules and other little campsite like set ups with coolers of food and refreshments all around the port, people on guard and one individual dressed all in black and purple as usual who can be found settled behind his mobile hacking station, fingers flying over the keyboard as he has multiple sensors online and he's monitoring them all on the various holo-screens, occasionally moving a hand to move one counter or notification over to another smoothly. All his white hair is pulled back in a tight bun at the nape of his neck and he is...armed but most folks are armed these days. For those in the know, there are proximet alert sensors set up in various points around the space port and the camp beyond that so its all about staying a few steps ahead of potential attackers which is why Aubrey is forced to sip from a giant big gulp sized cup with a rim almost as wide as his head, the cup is clear so the purple, brown and green concoction within looks almost unnatural, but he sips from is regularly and then continues working. <English>
Esmail turns his head around slowly, unsure if he misheard something. Lowering his hand as his eyes focus onto Emilian's, he offers a short nod as he a faint smirk appears on his lips. "Making rounds for last moment sales mister Lovel, or did you hear news of the firing of security and took up the post?" He began to make his way closer to Liam, though is eyes looked away, beginning to look around the open area wondering how many others might be leaving shuttles to hire on as security. <English>
Having helped deliver those needed supplies to the other camps, Maxim has been spending a few days here at the spaceport camp. He's been patrolling and doing his usually stealthy hidden out of the way thing, but makes his way back in to see how people are doing. He takes note of the new faces, and makes his way towards the Caretaker as that's been the command post of late. That way he can see how Aubrey is doing as well. <English>
Aside from the technological kind of survailance that's being done, there's somebody on lookout using more traditional methods. Oscar has himself set up on top of a rusted old structure, possibly a water tower or the like. Of course it's not easy to spot that it's Oscar, more just a camoflaged person keeping watch with a spotting scope. <English>
Dodger tips her head as she recognizes Maxim, pausing in her path to watch him for a moment, as if undecided whether or not to say hello. The obvious tension in the area makes her scan the area, green eyes squinting. She gives Maxim a nod if he happens to catch her watching him, and she continues her tired gait toward the shuttles once more. The sooner she's off this rock, the better, it seems. <English>
Emilian notices Bree near the Caretaker and smiles softly seeing his old friend, His attention turning back to Esmail hearing the man's words as he shakes his head. "No sales today, Merly out here since heard a friend had taken up visiting this place and figured they might wish to see one of their many children.." His shoulders rise and fall into a shrug as his jacket begins to move. A soft chittering bark can be heard albeit slightly muffled. Emilian's steps begin to guide him towards the caretaker and he motions Esmail to join him. "Can come along if you wish.." His words trailing off as he nears the caretaker giving Aubrey a small wave. "Bree, Have someone for you to meet and another who wished to visit you.." A grin taking shape as the words are called out. Emilian doesn't just yet notice Oscar or Maxim just yet. <English>
<OOC> Sypher says, "k. survelance! gimme security systems or spot (for electronic or low-tech) at 60 please for people watching the perimiter."
Oscar tests his Spot against a 60 difficulty. The result is successful (35).
Maxim tests his Spot against a 60 difficulty. The result is successful (10).
Emilian tests his Spot against a 60 difficulty. The result is successful (7).
You test your Spot against a 60 difficulty. The result is successful (24).
Aubrey tests his Security_systems against a 60 difficulty. The result is successful (62).
<OOC> Sypher notes that roll was only supposed to be people using some kind of tech (sensors or scope) given the distance but ok.
On the horizon, too far for the human eye to see without help, a series of figures can be seen, the first of many from the looks of it and these ones are carrying something familiar: a wooden pike carved from a tree trunk with what looks like two large railroad spikes driven into it, one about six feet above the other. The presence makes Bree's sensor grid start going haywire but not for the fact that these people are there, nah, thats only one long blip. Maybe it's the small army of armored and masked figures who seem to be rising up from the ground around them that's doing it. <English>
Aubrey's attention is snagged by Emilian as his eyebrows raise a fraction, head cocking to the side. "You, you are here." He does sound surprised, really. That's his surprised face, even if you can't see it because he's taking a sip from that giant cup but the cup is quickly lowered as his alarms start going off, not one...one two...but all of them and he takes a deep breath, speaking into his comms. "Close ramps and lock DOWN all cargo holds NOW, initial emergency take off for ALL medical vessels, countdown starting NOW! Get those children off this rock." He starts issuing commands, not just on his com but his hands move over the keyboard before he starts to take note of the figures and the armor and such even from a distance and he swallows, slowly getting to his feet. <English>
Esmail soon follows Liam, though he keeps several paces wide of the man. His attention focuses onto the man's back, quietly saying to himself, "A puppy? Should of guessed a ranch would be near by." "Why not, it is better to have a guide on a new world," speaking up this time. His lazy gaze of the area around him quickly snaps towards the roads leaving the site as well as the hill. "I guess we arrived just in time for the chaos?" <English>
Maxim sniffs the air as the tension starts to get more pervasive. He looks out at the hill and looks back toward Aubrey and hears the commands start getting called out. "They are here." With that he starts off to find some rocky area to climb up and hide in until the enemy gets close enough to him to pop down upon and eliminate. <English>
"These ain' our usual rabble." Comes Oscar's voice over comms. "I'm seeing armor, desert cammo. Don' recognise the masks." The giver of that news moves quickly from his position, sliding dowm a ladder to a lower platform on the tower that has apparently conveniently stacked crates and the like on it. <English>
Not one of the security people out in force, Dodger spins around, wide-eyed, at the sound of the alarms coming from Aubrey's equipment, then watches as the various men scramble to meet whatever danger is incoming. Still a good distance from the shuttle platform, she begins to run toward it, apparently hoping to make it to the platform and into one o the vehicles that are hastily taking off. She moves pretty fast, given her tired-and-weary pace of a few moments ago. <English>
When Aubrey begins to sound the alarm Emilian can be heard cussing in Romani, The man quickly bringing his helmet putting it on. A soft hiss sounding out as the enviromental seals of the armor are formed and take hold. Emilian quickly nods and says through the small speakers located near the mouth area of his helmet. "Well seems I chose a fun day to visit and bring your son back to see his pops.." Emilian's hand against his rifle moving to pull from his pocket a small matchbox before he pulls free from the interior of his jacket Poe and Mulani both are quickly set down before Lian chucks the Matchbox into the cargo hold of the caretaker. "Go get treat you two.." Both meerkat apparently know the box well as they take off into the caretaker, "Figure they will be safer in there than in my jacket.." His word spoken simply as he retakes his rifle and raises the weapon up into the ready position moving to stand near Bree and cover the pale androgenous man. When the words are heard from Esmail he chuckles and shakes his head, "No.. meerkat, much better than puppies. And cuter too.." His shoulders rise and fall into a shrug as he begins to survey the area looking for any close threats to Aubrey or the caretaker. The words called out by the others have Emilian answering over comms, "Seems you guys have a pretty well thought out suprise party heading this way." <English>
Emilian drops Little Poe.
Emilian drops Mulani.
Mulani boards the Fabulous Caretaker.
Little Poe boards the Fabulous Caretaker.
With the figured hoisting the massive pole it's fairly obvious what they're here for, the sacrifice of one of the captains and from the looks of it? That would probably be Aubrey. Passing their comrades with the pole, the figures start to make their way towards the caretaker and the people around it, walking fast and nearly shoulder to shoulder. Each one of the ones coming is bound in chainmail armor and desert robes and each one is wearing a slate white mask with no mouth and only slits for eyes. Some of them are carrying handguns but a majority of them seem like they're entirely unarmed. As they parch, it's apparent theres something between their ranks but it'd be impossible to know exactly what from this distance. <English>
Aubrey tilts his head back and just looks to Emilian, nodding quickly. "Opie will show them where to go and hide, he knows how to launch a rocket. Well he knows which button to push." He assures Emilian because its very reassuring to know that a Monkey knows how to launch a rocket. Then he takes a few steps forward, moving a hand to draw that bedazzled handcannon he wears in his shoulder holster and he holds it at the read, walking backwards slowly. "They mean to take a sacrifice, but they aren't Reaverites." He tries to explain for people before looking over his shoulder at where Dodger is running. "Stop her, somebody, they will chase..." <English>
Esmail parts from the grouping near near by saying, "I'm not stand in the open for this." before turning back, at first seeming to retreat towards the shuttles. He stops near several of the larger pieces of heavy machinery, examining them to find foot and hand holds if there wasn't a ladder, planning to take higher ground and use one of them as a crude nest with at least some cover. He turns his attention towards the shuttles once again towards the shuttles upon hearing Aubrey. He turns away from the machinery and began to run after Dodger, "Not over there, the shuttle's already took off! Take cover over here," he points over towards one of the storage caverns which would be out of the way. <English>
As it happens there are a few convenient 'nests' around the spaceport. It's almost like someone, probably Oscar since he's in another already, has spent some of his time when they aren't actively dealing with some skirmish or other to actually set a few up. The nests typically up on machinery or structures are simple but should be effective and tend to feature low tech camoflage as well as physical cover. <English>
Dodger hears Aubrey's shout, and is already stopping, looking around for the safest spot to be, when Esmail calls to her and points out the storage area. She gives a quick nod, moving in that direction -- swiftly, but *not* running. When she gets there, she drops into a crouch, pulling a dagger from her boot in one hand and a small handgun from a holster at her waist with the other. "Please tell me they don't have a preference for redheads," she mutters dryly. <English>
The first grouping of figures break formation, a pair of whisper thin blades coming into each hand as they suddenly charge. It's something out of ancient times, men charging into battle, complete with deep, brutal war cries. As the men charge though, what was held hidden between the ranks is revealed: DOGS! Hounds, mostly Rotweilers and German Shepherds, are released by their handlers and take off, six in all, one to match each of the charging men. <English>
[SecCode] Aubrey unsuccessfully attacks BrawlNPC with his RA Custom 'Fabulous Queenie' .454 at 60 (-7).
"...who let the dogs out?" Aubrey has to cry out as he uses an elbow to quickly shut down his mobile hacking center and its whisked away to the caretaker as the ramp is going up and he's taking steps forward to stand his ground. Then the dogs and people are rushing and he's taking a few steps backwards, taking a deep breath and then another as he scans the port for the nearest cargo crate, eyeing others and then looking to the crate and taking off running for the crate, climbing/jumping up quickly and holding his weapon a tad unsteadily as he aims at the legs of one of the people charging, holosite isn't set so really its just a BANG and a miss. <English>
Esmail notices a ladder to a nest over the cavern, scaling it as quickly as he could. "Before you dig in and hide too much, are you any good of a shot? If you are, get up here with me." Once he managed to get onto the platform he pulls his Steyr-Scout from his chest and looks down the scope, trying to to line up a shot at one of the handlers on the front lines of the charge. <English>
Maxim tests his Hide against a 50 difficulty. The result is successful (26).
It's a bit slow going, as the faster you move the harder it is to hide from the enemy, but Maxim eventually finds a nice spot, high enough to hopefully avoid the dogs taking notice of his scent and trying to get up to him, but low enough to easily jump down behind someone as they pass. He checks a few things inside his coat, making sure they'll pull free from their hidden spots quickly and waits, a predator stalking his approaching prey. <English>
Oscar is well off the ground, and it'd take some effort to get up to him as there's no ladder to his position part way up the old water tower. He doesn't have to worry about the dogs getting him but there's the chance they might get one of the others.
He takes the risk of exposing himself to stand and take the time to lead one of the running dogs. By the way the draw hand on his bow is cocked he's using a release to help accuracy. The arrow skimps past the animal, only just missing. <English>
[SecCode] Dodger successfully attacks BladeNPC with her Sig Sauer P220 at 60 (1).
The attack should deal 8 Stun and 15 Wound damage.
Dodger glances up at Esmail's suggestion, but things are moving too fast and climbing puts her out in the open a bit more than she plans to be just at this moment. "We'll see," she says, more to herself as she's not talking loud enough to draw any more attention to herself. She aims for the nearest of the robed and masked creeps, and pulls the trigger -- and suddenly, one's on the ground where he had been standing.
Her hiding place pretty much moot at this place, there's a little shout of surprise from the redhead before she aims for the next. <English>
[SecCode] Emilian successfully attacks BladeNPC with his RA 'Zeus' Assault Carbine at 60 (1).
The attack should deal 9 Stun and 17 Wound damage.
(Burst, 6.5RA-APR)
When Emilian sees the dogs and men begining to rush forwards the man raises up his Zeus, The man focusing his attention pon the hybrid site. His index finger quickly moving to the fire selector of the weapon turning it over to burst as he takes aim on one of the charging men opting to go for the two legged enemies rather than those on four legs. The dogs he was fairly certain apparently his armor might protect him against while those thin blades wielded by the men were far more concerning. A deep breath is taken and released with the closing of his index finger against the trigger taking up the slack in the weapon as a burst of automatic weapons fire is released from the weapon. <English>
There's a rumbling in the distance, and a black dropship comes into view. It's flying low, using the jagged peaks surrounding the spaceport as cover, and it comes thundering in at no more than fifty feet above ground level or so. It's some display of flying. It's also recognizable as having Navy markings, the truly knowledgeable recognizing the identification flashes as being part of the IAV Temperance carrier's complement, and it's been adorned with painted blood-stained teeth under the nose cowling. The panels in the sides and rear are slid back, and faceless gunners with bulbous insectoid helmets sweep their big .50 cals across the landing zone, but right now they're not firing. As the dropship approaches the 'Fabulous Caretaker' it slows, nose dipping until it almost skims the ground, and sinuous coils of thick black rope unravel down from compartments above the hatches. And then the Marines emerge, sliding down on thick leather gloves almost before the coils of rope hit the ground, two by two each side until there's six of them on the deck. A squad of five plus a Lieutenant, all dressed in the purplish grey 'purplebelly' battledress, helmets on and faceless visors down. The LT is only recognisable at close range by the flashes on her shoulders, which are all but invisible at greater distances than ten yards or so. Don't encourage the snipers, right? As the last set of boots hit the ground the ropes detach, coiling themselves down with heavy thuds onto the concrete, and the Marines set off at a fast trot towards the nearest available cover. The dropship accelerates away on full afterburner, the crescendo of the engine rising to a deafening roar and then fading as it burns off to the east. The dull thump of the sonic boom reaches the observers a few moments after it goes supersonic. <English>
[SecCode] BrawlNPC successfully attacks Aubrey with its bare hands at 60 (21).
The attack should deal 5 Stun and 0 Wound damage.
[SecCode] BrawlNPC unsuccessfully attacks Emilian with its bare hands at 60 (-19).
[SecCode] BrawlNPC successfully attacks Emilian with its bare hands at 60 (37).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 0 Wound damage.
[ROLL] Emilian rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (38).
[SecCode] BrawlNPC unsuccessfully attacks Dodger with its bare hands at 60 (-23).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (64).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (67).
<> Aubrey Disconnected for over 12 minutes <>
The first things to reach close range are the dogs and the first one literally leaps up across the crate towards Aubrey, pinning the poor monkey-man to the crate and trying to actually drag him off it. Two more of them rush in at Emilian and the first one barrels towards him but breaks away JUST in time for the second to come in behind him and lunge. Teeth dig into Emilian's arm and his armor gets raked by claws as the rotweiler slams into him, dragging him to the ground. The last three dogs attack Dodger and two of the marines, luckily neither of the marines get pulled down and Dodger? The mutt literally bounds over her. Though two of the human attackers were nailed in the chest in the initial fire, all six of them manage to make it within range, the two who are bleeding fairly heavily seeming not to notice the new holes. <English>
[SecCode] Esmail unsuccessfully attacks BrawlNPC with his Steyr-Scout 5.56mm at 40 (-16).
Esmail turns around quickly as he hears the commotion below him. He watches as a large attack dog leaps over Dodger and quickly starts to raise the rifle to his shoulder and aims at the back of the creature and fires a quick shot. The shot instead flies closer to Dodger in the cavern than the mutt behind her. <English>
[SecCode] Maxim successfully attacks BladeNPC with his Righty at 65 (9).
The attack should deal 10 Stun and 16 Wound damage.
(Swing)
Waiting... The goons with the blades eventually move in after their dogs run in, and he takes this opportunity to silently drop down behind one, scimitars flashing forth from under his coat. Perhaps one makes noise on the scabbard, or perhaps the goon feels the hairs on the back of his neck stand up but for whatever reason he turns to block the right blade's swing, however the left he twists through to connect with the man slashing into an armpit, his usual tack aiming for a vital artery if he can't outright kill. Maxim flicks his blades into guard and says solemly, "You are all going to die." <English>
[SecCode] Oscar unsuccessfully attacks BladeNPC with his Recurve Bow at 40 (-9).
Up on his perch Oscar draws another arrow, aims and shoots at one of the blade wielding robed people. It's a lovely shot and would likely pin the person's arm to their chest except that the arrow just bounces off without doing anything. A close look would reveal that arrow doesn't seem to have a head on it. <English>
[SecCode] Dodger successfully attacks BladeNPC with her Sig Sauer P220 at 40 (13).
The attack should deal 5 Stun and 9 Wound damage.
Dodger pulls back into her little nook when the dog leaps over her, glancing up when a bullet comes a bit closer than she'd like from Esmail's direction. A stream of swear words in Chinese come out of her mouth, but she pulls on the trigger again, once again hitting her target. Not bad for the tourist of the group, though she'd rather they fell down a bit quicker when they got hit. <English>
[ROLL] Emilian rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (90).
VOS: Emilian unequips his RA 'Zeus' Assault Carbine
VOS: Emilian takes his RA 'Aequitas' Bracer out of hiding.
VOS: Emilian draws his RA 'Aequitas' Bracer.
[SecCode] Emilian unsuccessfully attacks BladeNPC with his RA 'Aequitas' Bracer at 45 (-14).
As Emilian is launched at by the two dogs and the one passes him he gives a deep sigh of relief until he notices another lunging for him, The dog's hold on his arm might not puncture through the armor but the pressure of its jaws and being pushed to the ground cause a new string of cussing over comms. "Son of a Gadje whore.." The words spoken in pain as he brings his left hand up to be aimed towards the creatures head, His wrist turning quickly and several small darts launching though they miss the creature which causes another string of cussing this time on Romani. <English>
VOS: Jacy sets her L85A2-w/AG36 to semi
[SecCode] Jacy unsuccessfully attacks BrawlNPC with her L85A2-w/AG36 at 40 (-39).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (34).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (61).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (90).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (64).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (64).
The dogs are the nearest and the most pressing target so the Marines are aiming at them, firing in short bursts; the chorus of the deep thudding chatter of the L85s splits the air, echoed by the tinkling of the spent cases ejected onto the concrete. They're now scattered but still working as a team, but there are no yells from one to another; whatever communications are happening between the members of Marine Team Foxtrot are happening on their own private encrypted comms channel. One's using one of the landing struts of Aubrey's ship for cover, another an abandoned ship-tractor stalled nearby. The Lieutenant picks out the dog that's nearest her and fires mercilessly, but the dog's already darted past her. The other Marines are firing as well, laying down a pattern of semi-automatic fire; the goon shot by Dodger finally goes down, scythed by one of the Marines' fire; one of the dogs is punched to the floor by the L85s, its squealing ending abruptly as it is cut down from two different directions; a second dog is tagged by the gunfire, its growling turning to a high-pitched yelp of pain. <English>
[SecCode] BrawlNPC unsuccessfully attacks Jacy with its bare hands at 40 (-17).
[SecCode] BrawlNPC successfully attacks Emilian with its bare hands at 40 (6).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 0 Wound damage.
[SecCode] BrawlNPC successfully attacks Emilian with its bare hands at 40 (26).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 0 Wound damage.
[SecCode] BrawlNPC successfully attacks Dodger with its bare hands at 40 (56).
The attack should deal 6 Stun and 0 Wound damage.
[ROLL] Sypher rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (8).
[SecCode] BladeNPC unsuccessfully attacks Maxim with its Short Blade at 40 (-4).
[SecCode] BladeNPC successfully attacks Maxim with its Short Blade at 40 (16).
The attack should deal 1 Stun and 1 Wound damage.
(Thrust)
[SecCode] BladeNPC successfully attacks Oscar with its Short Blade at 45 (18).
The attack should deal 2 Stun and 3 Wound damage.
The dogs on Emilian seem to hate him as the one which bounded past him doubles back and leaps on his legs, latching on to his right knee. Omnomnomnom! the things are using his armored body as a chew toy! Meanwhile, a wounded mutt lunges at Jacy and Dodger's little fuzzy friend leaps ontop of her as well. Oscar finally gets the attention of one blade wielding man and he calls something out as he tosses one of his blades up and then throws it, the blade's razor edge slipping through his armor and into his shoulder.
Face to face with Maxim, the now bloody figure laughs, pulling away from Maxim's blade with a tearing sound as he exclaims, "Then I'll see you in hell!" in plain english, then with a guttural roar, drives one of his blades in past Maxim's armor and plunges it into his chest. <English>
[SecCode] Esmail successfully attacks BrawlNPC with his Steyr-Scout 5.56mm at 40 (18).
The attack should deal 8 Stun and 12 Wound damage.
Esmail exhales slowly as he crouched down and takes aim at the back of the mutt pounced onto Dodger. "Yell at me more once you crawl up here away from them!" He shouts as he pulls the trigger, this time his shot holds true, as he watches the side of the mutt quickly begin to ooze blood down and fall limp. <English>
[SecCode] Maxim successfully attacks BladeNPC with his Righty at 40 (5).
The attack should deal 8 Stun and 13 Wound damage.
(Swing)
[SecCode] Maxim successfully attacks BladeNPC with his Righty at 40 (38).
The attack should deal 15 Stun and 25 Wound damage.
(Swing)
The blade starting to pierce his chest armour under his clothing makes Maxim's eyes flash briefly... a near loss of control...something very unhealthy for everyone here. He really should have told someone the safe word. Blades flash out, parrying the man's blade away, one striking down to sever the arm off of him at the elbow, the other flashing out to decapitate him cleanly. A flick of the blade to remove the blood and Maxim says as he picks his next target, "Not today." <English>
[SecCode] Oscar successfully attacks BladeNPC with his Recurve Bow at 40 (48).
The attack should deal 9 Stun and 12 Wound damage.
(Shoot, Arrows)
Up on his perch Oscar get's hit by an extremely lucky throw from one of the blade wielding guys and it probably goes un-noticed by most. The Archer even seems to ignore it himself as he nocks another arrow draws and releases all in one smooth motion. The arrow flies true this time and drils through the arm of the person that therw the knif and pins his arm to his chest before the serrated point emerges from his back at which point it stops. <English>
[SecCode] Dodger successfully attacks BladeNPC with her Sig Sauer P220 at 40 (50).
The attack should deal 8 Stun and 15 Wound damage.
(Semi, .45-Standard Ammo)
The redhead falls back, knocking her head and the wind out of her, but it doesn't last long. Once the dog is shot, from above, and slumps upon her, Dodger shoves it off with a growl. "I'm not climbing a ruttin' ladder when people are hurling knives around, and seriously, you aim that gun down here again unless you're at point blank range, I'll shoot *you* next," she shouts up, no longer worried about hiding, except for cover.
She kicks the dog in the head for good measure to be sure it's dead, before turning back to level her weapon at another man (not Esmail, however). This time her shooting deals a gaping wound. " <English>
[SecCode] Emilian successfully attacks BladeNPC with his RA 'Aequitas' Bracer at 45 (31).
The attack should deal 41 Stun and 4 Wound damage.
(TazerBurst, Tazer-Jufeng)
As the second dog that had been going after him doubles back to latch onto his leg Emilian just gasps at the sudden pressure, "What in the hell it eat a gypsy day or something.." His left hand quickly moving out towards the dog latched onto his arm to settle beneath its jawline. His wrist quickly turns and that is all it takes to send 4 more darts out quickly, The darts making a sickening sound of bone and flesh caused to do unnatural things as the darts drive into the creature's skull. The animal twitching uncontrolably as the electricity courses through its body, the dog making the moves of an animal in its death throws only to go still while his friend continues to use Emilian's leg as a chew toy. <English>
[SecCode] Jacy successfully attacks BladeNPC with her L85A2-w/AG36 at 40 (34).
The attack should deal 11 Stun and 21 Wound damage.
(Burst, 5.56-Standard Ammo)
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (75).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (29).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (72).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (20).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (17).
Lieutenant (JG) Heather Jacy has had enough monkeying around with 'short, controlled bursts'. As one of the shadowy figures comes into her line of sight, she unloads what seems like a full clip at him - and, joined by another of her Marines, the figure jerks like a marionnette, held up for a few moments by the bullets shredding his torso. Crimson mists the air behind him as he finally goes down like a sack of wet cement, limbs twitching spasmodically. Around her, her Marines are having a mixed bag of success; Jacy's oblivious to one of the dogs as it leapt at her; it twists around, pirouetting almost on a dime to spring again, but the Marine to Jacy's left swings around and sends a single shot (a glorious shot) through its head to convert its leap into a tumble into death. It falls at Jacy's feet, and without even knowing it's there she takes a step back, kicking it absently aside like so much trash. <English>
[SecCode] BrawlNPC successfully attacks Emilian with its bare hands at 40 (32).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 0 Wound damage.
With only two dogs and two remaining men of the original wave, someone seems to be tiring of this. Everyones coms (yes even the alliance marines) suddenly blare with a loud sound and a voice comes across, "You fight well, but I tire of this. Surrender and we'll let you live." This is about the time that it'd be noticeable that, within weapons range and now freshly fanned out, are ten armed figures, all holding dual handguns crossed over their chests as they stand at attention. Beside each of them is a dog, crouched and ready to spring and in front of them all? a young woman, no older than 18 years, wearing identical armor to the men but her mask is different. Oh it's slate of course with no mouth and only slitted eyes, but it's also decorated with tribal designs which drip occasionally, as if blood fills the crimson grooves in the stone material.
One of the remaining wounded from the first wave actually tries to retreat, even gets as far as the general but when he gets to her? she gives a quick lash of her arm and the mans mask flies off as he falls back, a thick groove cut into his head as he falls back lifeless.
Meanwhile, the dog on Emilian's legs has gone from vicious to rather playfully gnawing on Emilian's foot. d'aaawwwww, he likes him! <English>
[SecCode] Esmail successfully attacks Sypher with his Steyr-Scout 5.56mm at 50 (10).
The attack should deal 4 Stun and 3 Wound damage.
(Semi, 5.56-Standard Ammo)
Esmail begins muttering under his breath as he hears the order of surrender, "..Like they would simply leave without demanding blood." Raising his sights he focuses for a moment onto one of the several gunman, his sights settle onto the chest of bloodied masked leader before squeezing the trigger. The shot manages only to notch into the leader's shoulder, hardly noticing the impact beyond her jerking backwards slightly. <English>
[SecCode] Maxim successfully attacks BladeNPC with his Righty at 40 (55).
The attack should deal 16 Stun and 26 Wound damage.
(Swing)
[SecCode] Maxim successfully attacks BladeNPC with his Righty at 40 (49).
The attack should deal 16 Stun and 27 Wound damage.
(Swing)
Maxim tests his Acrobatics against a 60 difficulty. The result is successful (5).
the man approaching Max is noticed, and he starts to trot toward him in turn. He sprints at the last moment, sidestepping the man's incoming swing and stepping to a rock to hop upward, bringing his sword down on the man's shoulder and collarbone, and into his chest to the heart. He pulls out and lets the man fall to his knees before a quick flick or lefty decapitates him as well. The guns probably training on him are noted as he's up close, and he does a diving roll into a front sommersault to hit behind some rocks for cover and return to his feet. <English>
[SecCode] Oscar unsuccessfully attacks GunNPC with his Recurve Bow at 60 (-33).
Oscar comes out of cover on his perch and aims up on one of the people standing at a distance with guns, not the "general" though. He probably got a bit too confident after pinning the last person's arm to their chest and probably doesn't correctly time his release to allow for the extra distance as by the time the Arrow makes the distance his target has moved. "Arse fuck!" he mutters over comms. <English>
[SecCode] Dodger successfully attacks GunNPC with her Sig Sauer P220 at 50 (4).
The attack should deal 7 Stun and 13 Wound damage.
(Semi, .45-Standard Ammo)
"Bloody hell," says Dodger when the gunmen and 'general' come into view. She's not coming out of her little nook until it's safe (or until it's less safe to stay there than to move) so she aims for one of the gunners, taking a moment to breathe and still her slightly shaking hands before she pulls the trigger, managing to hit the armored man.
"Imagine what her face must look like, if that helmet's an improvement," she mutters, perhaps for Esmail's benefit. <English>
[SecCode] Emilian successfully attacks BrawlNPC with his RA 'Zeus' Assault Carbine at 35 (18).
The attack should deal 10 Stun and 19 Wound damage.
(Burst, 6.5RA-APR)
Though the dog might be just playfully gnawing at Emilian now since it was unable to get through his armor the man sits up and quickly brings his rifle up to the ready position. The weapon remaining on burst fire as the trigger is given a squeeze taking up the slack in it to send out a quick burst of gunfire, The rounds meant to punch through armor and flesh making quick work of the creature. Blood splattering back against his clothes and the man's helmet, "Damn it.. These boots were only a week old.." His head quickly shakes as he begins to raise up only to keep to one knee. The man's gaze settled through the sight of the weapon as he scans for another target. <English>
[SecCode] Jacy successfully attacks Sypher with her L85A2-w/AG36 at 50 (29).
The attack should deal 6 Stun and 11 Wound damage.
(Burst, 5.56-Standard Ammo)
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (29).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (4).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (67).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (100).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (25).
Jacy exhales slowly as she brings her rifle up to her shoulder, aiming at the 'general' chica. Her finger lovingly caressing the trigger, the mechanism snaps the firing pin forwards, and the burst of bullets flies unerringly towards the girl standing there across the landing pad. "Surrender my Navy ass," she murmurs into her comms as the bullets slam into the general's left arm, the force slamming the arm back. There's blood, too, and one of the Marines lets out a holler of encouragement. Two of the others aim dismayingly at the same dog, and their bullets shred the animal without mercy, leaving it a bloody mess of meat and splintered bone on the dusty concrete. The others are laying down suppressing fire, their bullets chewing up little but that same dusty concrete. <English>
[SecCode] Sypher successfully attacks Dodger with his RA 'Ares' Combat Pistol at 50 (52).
The attack should deal 6 Stun and 14 Wound damage.
(Semi, silencer, .454-Cassul Standard Ammo)
[ROLL] Dodger rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (65).
[SecCode] Sypher successfully attacks Jacy with his RA 'Ares' Combat Pistol at 50 (40).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 2 Wound damage.
(Semi, silencer, .454-Cassul Standard Ammo)
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (74).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (82).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (9).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (39).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (52).
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Maxim with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (9).
The attack should deal 2 Stun and 5 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Maxim with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (-35).
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Esmail with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (16).
The attack should deal 5 Stun and 7 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Esmail with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (51).
The attack should deal 5 Stun and 8 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Oscar with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (-6).
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Oscar with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (29).
The attack should deal 3 Stun and 6 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Emilian with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (13).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 0 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Emilian with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (1).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 4 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
Jerking a few times from the shots, the General sort of rubs at her wounds and dents, then pulls out twin Ares handguns and fires each! Dodger and Jacy both take bullets from her, both precision shots and this? this heralds the sound of gunfire. Maxim's cover gets shreded through fairly quick by one marksman while another opens up into Emilian, Oscar gets nailed by another and Esmail by another! Above the roar and in the ears of every victim of this twisted 'army' come the words, "Remember this! We offered you mercy and you repaid us with bloodshed!" Beside Jacy, her men suddenly come under fire from a handful of gunners, three of them duck behind cover but two of them begin to spasm as the bullets rip through them. The call of gunfire also signals the new legion of dogs to advance and they rush in quickly, apparently trained not to enter the line of fire. <English>
Dodger's quip, while probably not actually heard by the general, is definitely met with a rejoinder. A painful one. The sarcastic redhead has little left to say when she's hit by the bullet. Her weapon skitters out of her hand and she slumps to the floor, stunned for a moment before she manages to crawl on hands and knees back to the storage containers to hide and try to stop the bleeding. <English> <logs out>
[SecCode] Esmail unsuccessfully attacks Sypher with his HK-MP-7 at 40 (-33).
Esmail staggers backwards as several of the shots bury into his right arm and his shoulder, causing him to drop his Steyr rifle. Grasping his MP-7 from its sling beside him, he flicks the toggle to full auto before hastily returning fire. His rashness becomes quickly appearant as the rounds come closer to suppressive fire for the gunman further back than strike their target. <English>
[SecCode] Maxim unsuccessfully attacks BrawlNPC with his QDO Sig 220 Duty-Special at 40 (-1).
[SecCode] Maxim unsuccessfully attacks BrawlNPC with his QDO Sig 220 Duty-Special at 40 (-27).
The bullet misses stone, and happens to get through Max's suit... This is bad. What little willpower he had over his conditioning is lost, and it takes over. Blades snap into their scabbards, and guns are drawn, He leaps up, wound seemingly ignored as he lets out an almost bestial growl. A gutteral, "Let's... play.." escapes his lips as he makes his way toward the group of gunmen, firing quick shots at some of the dogs, seeming to miss their target as he adjusts to the change and the new weapon he's not as familiar with. If it deters him, or seems to worry him at all it doesn't show, his face now a contorted mix of rage and... is that a sadistic smile? <English>
[SecCode] Oscar unsuccessfully attacks GunNPC with his Recurve Bow at 40 (-44).
There's a reason Oscar picked this particular perch, it's got places set up a bit like medieval tower with Steel plates and firing slots. When his lesser cover gets shot through by of all things, a 9mm he moves to behind one of the plated sections. More cover but it apparently doesn't help his field of view and his following shot misses anything significant. <English>
[SecCode] Emilian successfully attacks GunNPC with his RA 'Zeus' Assault Carbine at 40 (27).
The attack should deal 13 Stun and 26 Wound damage.
(Burst, 6.5RA-APR)
Emilian remains in that combative crouch with one knee on the ground, His breathing regulated initially until he feels the bullet tear through his shoulder. The Man's shoulder jerking back quickly with the impact though he rights himself with a deep breath through gritted teeth. Emilian's eyes returns to look down the sight of his weapon turning the optics over slightly as he zero's in on one of the attackers who is in the fray of things upon the spaceports landing pad. The man's index finger pressing down on the trigger, A quick burst is released from the weapon. The rounds moving across the man's chest with the last one catching the man's jaw causing the would be attacker back like a marionette doll whose strings had been pulled hard. Only this time the marionette falls and blood pools around them. <English>
VOS: Jacy sets her L85A2-w/AG36 to grenade
VOS: Jacy reloads her L85A2-w/AG36 with 1 Grenade.
[SecCode] Jacy unsuccessfully attacks Sypher with her L85A2-w/AG36 at 40 (-11).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (44).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (90).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is failure (17).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (53).
Taking a step backwards, Jacy racks in a grenade to the AG36 launcher snug under the barrel of her L85. She brings it up, aiming too quickly, and fires; the grenade is propelled out, arcing a graceful parabolic trajectory across the battleground, and detonates near the general. The operative word being 'near', not 'at the feet of', and the blast seems to have no adverse effect on the young woman. The Marines are being just as ineffective, with the noble exception of the sergeant on Jacy's right; he calmly shoots down another of the dogs with minimal effort, ending the beast's life with practised ease. <English>
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Emilian with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (0).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 1 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Emilian with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (10).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 0 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Emilian with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (57).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 4 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Emilian with its Lightfoot 42 at 50 (10).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 3 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Emilian with his Lightfoot 42 at 50 (-1).
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Emilian with his Lightfoot 42 at 50 (6).
The attack should deal 4 Stun and 0 Wound damage.
(Safety, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Jacy with his Lightfoot 42 at 60 (-1).
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Jacy with his Lightfoot 42 at 60 (-17).
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Jacy with his Lightfoot 42 at 60 (37).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 0 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Jacy with his Lightfoot 42 at 60 (-36).
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Jacy with his Lightfoot 42 at 60 (-10).
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Jacy with his Lightfoot 42 at 60 (-28).
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Maxim with his Lightfoot 42 at 50 (-32).
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Maxim with his Lightfoot 42 at 50 (-28).
[SecCode] GunNPC unsuccessfully attacks Oscar with his Lightfoot 42 at 90 (-31).
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Oscar with his Lightfoot 42 at 90 (8).
The attack should deal 1 Stun and 4 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Esmail with his Lightfoot 42 at 50 (24).
The attack should deal 4 Stun and 6 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] GunNPC successfully attacks Esmail with his Lightfoot 42 at 50 (62).
The attack should deal 6 Stun and 9 Wound damage.
(Semi, 9mm-Standard Ammo)
[SecCode] Sypher unsuccessfully attacks Emilian with his RA 'Ares' Combat Pistol at 50 (-1).
[SecCode] Sypher successfully attacks Emilian with his RA 'Ares' Combat Pistol at 50 (26).
The attack should deal 0 Stun and 4 Wound damage.
(Semi, silencer, .454-Cassul Standard Ammo)
One of Jacy's marines is either lucky or just had good reflexes, as the ones who veer away from Maxim's bullets? They all charge the marines and 7 of them literally lunge OVER the marines head as he ducks down. The hounds quickly surround the Marines and Jacy in an attempt to intimidate and pacify. Meanwhile, the bullets continue to fly! <English>
Esmail slimps down behind what cover remained in the nest, quickly taking down one of the crates and opening it using the few binding and cloth he could bind to try to slow his own bleeding. The only words that could be heard for vulgar to say the least. <English>
[SecCode] Maxim unsuccessfully attacks GunNPC with his QDO Sig 220 Duty-Special at 40 (-17).
[SecCode] Maxim successfully attacks GunNPC with his QDO Sig 220 Duty-Special at 40 (19).
The attack should deal 10 Stun and 19 Wound damage.
(Semi, adv._holosight recoil_buffer, .45HPR-Standard Ammo)
The dogs as they veer off are no longer a threat, and therefore forgotten. Maxim's instincts focus on the men with guns, he squeezes two more shots off hitting another dead center toward the heart, the armor doing little more than letting him die slower. He seems to start to get a handle on the weapon as he holsters the other one to draw righty again. Seems he feels almost ready to enter hand to hand again. Total death wish that one. <English>
[SecCode] Oscar successfully attacks GunNPC with his Recurve Bow at 40 (31).
The attack should deal 8 Stun and 11 Wound damage.
(Shoot, Arrows)
Oscar's cover saves him from one shot but a second manages to ricochet off the edge of his firing slot and clip him in the shoulder. "Monkey's hairy rosey arse crack. You want me to come down there and play nasty do you?" he follows that comment with a well placed arrow into the shoulder of the one that shot up at him. <English>
[SecCode] Emilian unsuccessfully attacks GunNPC with his RA 'Zeus' Assault Carbine at 40 (-1).
As Emilian starts to take heavy gunfire his own form is sent back to mimic the move of the man he just shot, The Rom sent to the ground as one, two, three and finally four shots manage to strike him. The man cursing in pain over comms, "Fuck nuggets that hurts like a bitch.." The words are spoken quickly and through a clentched jaw which is evident from the tone of things over comms. His rifle is brought back up albeit without the luster from before and he fires off another burst of automatic gunfire that just barely misses the mark. <English>
VOS: Jacy reloads her L85A2-w/AG36 with 1 Grenade.
[SecCode] Jacy unsuccessfully attacks Sypher with her L85A2-w/AG36 at 40 (-40).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (77).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (98).
[ROLL] Jacy rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (59).
Another grenade arcs out of Jacy's launcher, and again it detonates some distance from the general. The three Marines still on their feet are concentrating their fire on and decimating the dogs, however, another canine going down under fire and another yelping piteously with a leg shot away. Jacy snarls in disgust, fumbling the weapon back to firing bullets; she was better at that. <English>
A voice comes over the coms, more a sound than anything and the eight unharmed dogs surrounding jacy and her marines suddenly pounce on one of the remaining three marines, dragging them down and begin to literally eat them! tearing bloody chunks out. There are screams until their throat is inevitably crushed. The general chuckles a little and pulls off her mask, revealing her fair skin and azure eyes as she says, "Is this what they teach you, Lieutenant? Sacrifices the masses for the sake of one soul? Never before have I heard of such heroics from the Alliance." the voice is still coming over every com channel, "It's sickening. What makes one man worth five of your men?" The gunshots stop momentarily and through the smoke the enemies still living stand sentry, every gunner now trained on Maxim, just in case. "We'll give you each one, final chance. Those of you who lay down your weapons will live. Those who attack us? will doom themselves. I urge you all, make your choice quickly." <English>
Esmail remains rather still, the MP-7 still clinched in his hands as he stares towards the ladder where he climbed up from. He was in no condition to risk taking any further pop shot at the leader which he heard right below them. As he waits, he tries to steady himself to fire on the next thing to begin climbing the ladder. <English>
[SecCode] Maxim successfully attacks GunNPC with his Righty at 40 (7).
The attack should deal 11 Stun and 19 Wound damage.
(Swing)
[SecCode] Maxim successfully attacks GunNPC with his Righty at 40 (30).
The attack should deal 13 Stun and 22 Wound damage.
(Swing)
[ROLL] Maxim rolls for a 50/50 chance. The result is successful (77).
All that speaking and blabber is a bit lost on the man whose only concern is targets to be killed. He takes their cease fire with a brief pause but as pistols train on him he dives back into it, Swords flash out hacking at one then another pistoleer, bullets flying in his direction. He skewers one person on a blade and turns him into the gunfire, blocking some shots, his training making him duck a few others, but then suddenly his arm doesn't move... seems there's a bullet making that difficult.. then a leg... And the next thing he's on the ground.. he keeps trying to crawl... to hack or slash.. it's not until he finally loses complete consciousness that the man lies still, blood leaking from his clothes and the armor underneath. <English>
VOS: Oscar unequips his Recurve Bow
Oscar says nothing but he does set down his bow and pushes it and his quiver out where they'd be visible to those below. He's somewhere that's fairly hard to get to and hasn't been that effective with his bow so setting it down doesn't make all that much difference. Yes, it could be argued that if they really wanted to get him down they could lob grenaes up there or just blow up the tower, or possibly other options... but maybe he's got a plan in his head. As a last token action he pitches his comm from the tower. <English>
Having been shot several times and with his clip running low and the blood of the dog mingling with his own Emilian realizes the futility in the fight continuing on at least just right now. The man's right hand moving to raise his rifle up in a clear sign of that he was done at least for the moment as he fights to try and stand up making his way towards the cover and safety of the Caretakers hull. <English>
Surrounded by ravening dogs, watching her Marines go down, Lt (JG) Heather Jacy tastes the bitter ashes of defeat in her mouth. She flips up her visor and calls out, "Enough! ENOUGH." She points her gun down at the floor, although not so far down that she can't flip it up quickly to try to take down at least a few of the ferocious mutts if they attack. And then she mutters to herself, possibly bitter words of self-loathing, possibly a prayer for the dying? No. Actually, what she's muttering is, 'Danny Boy, Danny Boy, Danny Boy, Strike Team Foxtrot has 100% casualties, request airstrike immediately on my location." Then she lets out a curse, because instead of the quiet, avuncular voice of Danny Boy reassuring the doomed Marine that an airstrike is indeed about to obliterate Haven spaceport and every living soul on it, all she can hear is squealling jamming waves across all comm frequences. She lets out an obscenity, her face growing pale as she watches the man named Maxim go down. She's not relinquishing her L85, though. <English>
