"Aside from our basic stuff, what other static defense we getting? Trip wires? Motion sensors? Maybe a platoon of regulars or two?"
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"One question at a time, you're overwhelming me." Zeredare chuckled dryly to himself. "The containment area houses a wide variety of failed Biotic upgrades, either they had too high of a risk of mutation, they were too powerful for one's mind to withstand, or they were too strong to begin with. Assisting you in protecting the facility you will have some other guards, mostly mechs or snipers, along with a good deal other devices." Zeredare took a deep breath, somewhat overwhelmed by all the talking. "And no, this is not a kill on sight. There are too many civilians around to just open fire if one happens to get too close. Instead, we will just be handing out warnings and acting tough. Scaring people away and whatnot."
"Sounds good I suppose..." Isaac said "What happens if we run into a real problem? Like gunships and stuff liek that?"
"I wouldn't expect any opposition, but if it does come to that standard combat procedure shall be put into effect, engage them with lethal force." With those words the guards and Zeredare began to exit the room, leaving in the same fashion they had entered in. "We've wasted enough time, everyone get ready and head out, there's a truck waiting outside for us."
Aza was happy to finally able get back into the swing of things.
He hadn't been chosen on the Sentinels to sit around and shop.
He was a soldier. And fighting is what he did.
Picking up his rifle, he loaded it quickly, locking it into place and headed towards the vehicle outside.
He hadn't been chosen on the Sentinels to sit around and shop.
He was a soldier. And fighting is what he did.
Picking up his rifle, he loaded it quickly, locking it into place and headed towards the vehicle outside.
Give me a break, I've been busy as hell lately
Isaac followed the team out to the truck. He found his combat gear already inside. "Huh, that convienient" he said as he loaded his weapon up.
Lucia walked onto the truck. "I assume we have full control over the containment area?" He noticed Zeredare looking at him sideways. "No no, not like that. I don't mean I want to push others around, I just meant do we have full control over any security precautions?"
Sorry buddy, I've had a lot on my plate school wise recently. Plus, the Super Bowl was yesterday, so you can't expect that many posts.
But relax Nukey, have I ever let you down?
But relax Nukey, have I ever let you down?
"Ready as I'll ever be Cap'n"
Rezzea said as she jumped into the truck and unsheathed her blades.
She took a grinding mechanism that looked like two metal plates bolted together, fairly small, but when she grinded the blade between the plates, a soothing "ssshrk" sound repeated itself.
Rezzea said as she jumped into the truck and unsheathed her blades.
She took a grinding mechanism that looked like two metal plates bolted together, fairly small, but when she grinded the blade between the plates, a soothing "ssshrk" sound repeated itself.
"I hate the term containment" Isaac said. Then he chuckled. "Man, the longer I spend with this team, the more I hate a whole lotta stuff."
Maybe something like 'He was walking down the street and he looked to see BAM "Headhot *****!"'
I'm having a lot of trouble coming up with stuff for this RP, for some reason, and so to not bog everyone else down I'll be dropping out. But, since I feel bad about letting Nuke down, I'll continue posting until I find the right chance to kill off my character in some dramatic fashion. Just know that i'll be leaving fairly soon.
Vfraar had remained quiet throughout the meeting. He had received a quick briefing beforehand, and the details wee basically the same as any security task. It was pretty easy to get your questions answered by letting all the talkative, inquisitive types ask them for you.
As the meeting ended, the CC got up from his seat and walked out to the transport, taking a seat inside near the front. He had brought his weapons with him, as he usually did. Leaning back against the wall, he began his customary sweep of the surrounding area.
Prime was huge, and so there was no way he would ever be able to see all of it. His map was incredibly detailed up to a mile, showing exact numbers of enemies, their basic statistics, small objects in room,s etc. After that, it got a little less powerful, simply showing rough numbers of enemies, basic layouts, and strong signatures. It continued to decline in detail the farther away it got, so while Vfraar could see the entire city-planet on his map, it was mostly just a big sphere with some lines in it, marking major transport lanes and large structures.
Still, it would serve his purposes for this mission, as any problems they might have to deal with would most likely be in the form of single units using crowd tactics to get close to them. Nothing to worry about. Hmph. If only.
*sigh*
Didn't want it to come to this but I've decided to call this off. I built the story only once I had everyone's sheet so I could make the events player specific, and we lost the majority of the cast for various different reasons, therefore all the work I did was deemed pointless. Along with that my terrible schedule has made updating so inconsistent that we were moving to slow to get anywhere. I apologize to the three would have decided to stay, I promise I'll find a way to make it up to you all. I blame no one but myself.
The good news is that I plan to try this again the future, either that or make it into a book.
Didn't want it to come to this but I've decided to call this off. I built the story only once I had everyone's sheet so I could make the events player specific, and we lost the majority of the cast for various different reasons, therefore all the work I did was deemed pointless. Along with that my terrible schedule has made updating so inconsistent that we were moving to slow to get anywhere. I apologize to the three would have decided to stay, I promise I'll find a way to make it up to you all. I blame no one but myself.
The good news is that I plan to try this again the future, either that or make it into a book.