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Postby Lewina » Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:49 pm

"YOU'RE FUCKING KIDDING ME!" Brandon shouted trying to shoot the thing. But it was gone just as he shot at it. "He's dead leave him, permission to put him out of his misery?" He asked pointing the gun at the roof door and standing away from the walls. The mans blood came out, it was terrible. He maybe had a few gasps of breath, any second now he would be dead. If that thing could rip through concreate then it could rip through anything. He was mad at this. How was it at one place then at another so quickly? Were there mutiple ones? Who knew they would find out soon. Just then Reed shouted something about saving him. "Get away from the wall you just saw what it did! He's dead man and we have nothing, no medical supplies at all and if we doo we can't treat him. He's far from dead now." He told him aiming all around him.
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Postby Lancearc » Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:52 pm

Lewina wrote:"YOU'RE FUCKING KIDDING ME!" Brandon shouted trying to shoot the thing. But it was gone just as he shot at it. "He's dead leave him, permission to put him out of his misery?" He asked pointing the gun at the roof door and standing away from the walls. The mans blood came out, it was terrible. He maybe had a few gasps of breath, any second now he would be dead. If that thing could rip through concreate then it could rip through anything. He was mad at this. How was it at one place then at another so quickly? Were there mutiple ones? Who knew they would find out soon. Just then Reed shouted something about saving him. "Get away from the wall you just saw what it did! He's dead man and we have nothing, no medical supplies at all and if we doo we can't treat him. He's far from dead now." He told him aiming all around him.

"Saving him is one thing, but running like a coward and leaving him to rot on the south pole is another, goddamnit! Everybody form up, we're headed towards the research lab, and be sure to watch your vents and walls, keep an ear out!" Sergeant Reed said, hefting the pilot over his shoulder in a fireman's carry and his rifle in the other. "C'mon, down the hall." he said, motioning towards what looked to be a very sturdy door, one that surely lead to one of the many research areas throughout the station.
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Postby Galdius » Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:03 pm

The Keystone Federation wrote:The banging continued, getting louder and more frequent each second, but soon, another sound was heard. This time, outside near one of the walls closest the stair well, at the front door, and a few sounds of claws on the roof. Suddenly, without warning a long, claw-looking appendage broke straight through the metal-concrete wall, going straight through the pilot's chest, who was backed up, hugging the cinderblocks. The pilot looked at the men and looked down at the claw, before it extruded out of the man's body and left a considerably large hole in the wall. An oddly colored and shaped eye peaked through the hole, before darting away. The snickering sounds continued, but the banging on the cellar door ceased. The pilot lie on the floor, still half conscious as his wound bled profusely on the walls and the floors of the building. The ground below he was lying on could be seen straight through his wound.


"Get away from the fucking walls!" Brooklyn screamed as the pilot's chest was pierced by some sort of spear. "I got first aid sir!" she quickly ran over and quickly withdrew the small combat first aid kit from her backpack, the hole in the pilot's chest was massive, she solemnly shock her head towards the CO, the pilot was a dead man, no way was she was operating around that with the kit she had, the least she could do was ease the pain, she withdrew a small syringe which contained a powerful pain killer, she popped the cap of the syringe and jabbed it in the pilot's wrist, there was nothing much else she could do except comfort the man. "Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide. When other helpers fail and comforts flee. Help of the helpless, O abide with me." she sang under her breath, the nerves were getting to her, the thing managed to get one up on the squad, she was not going to let that happen again. "Sir I recommend we make a move fast to CSEC building, sticking in a tight formation while we are can move, this area is compromised." but the sergeant gave out his orders, she formed up, talking point as she quickly began moving to the research lab.
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Postby Lewina » Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:11 pm

Brandon put all his things in his bag quickly following Brooklynn his heart pounding. He left some things behind but they were useless. He aimed the gun everywhere making sure it wouldn't come and kill him or her. Now it was real survival no games. He kept on running along aiming everywhere again and again.
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Postby Lancearc » Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:13 pm

Sergeant Reed followed quickly, and they reached the research lab in short order. At first he thought that there would be some kind of retina scan system to get inside the huge metal door, but maybe he watched too many sci-fi movies. He got a grip on the door, yanking it open with some effort. He stepped inside, dropping the pilot on a table. Signs of life were barely there, but recognizable, though it seemed not for long before he would finally give up the fight. When the last of his remaining troops were inside the lab, he slammed firmly shut the door and slid a heavy wooden desk in front of the entrance.

"Alright, get your bearings. Now we know what we have on our hands, men. Nothing of Earth, we'll go ahead and assume, but it can be killed with bullets just the same, we just need to make sure we can get a chance to fire a shot. From now on, stay away from walls, if we can draw it out from a hiding spot then we can at least get a chance at a fair fight with it."
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Postby Lewina » Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:42 pm

"Got it, now about him... Let's just put him out of his misery we can't save him and in the back of is mind he's probably beging to die," he told him aiming at the door still not sure if it would be able to rip through it. He hardly noticed all the blood on his boots from running along the bloody hallway but then quickly gave it a quick brush and continued to alert mode.
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Postby Lancearc » Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:45 pm

"Too late to do that." Sergeant Reed said solemnly, as whilst he was handing out orders a few seconds ago the pilot had died. "Tomorrow, we're gonna at least attempt to give him some kind of burial. After that, we continue with the plan. Same as before, me and Moss on watch, everyone else try to get some sleep, we'll be rotating eventually." Steven ordered, removing his helmet.
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Postby Lewina » Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:49 pm

Brandon went down and slept this time having a dreamless dream, a real plesure to him.

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Postby Galdius » Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:57 pm

Lancearc wrote:"Too late to do that." Sergeant Reed said solemnly, as whilst he was handing out orders a few seconds ago the pilot had died. "Tomorrow, we're gonna at least attempt to give him some kind of burial. After that, we continue with the plan. Same as before, me and Moss on watch, everyone else try to get some sleep, we'll be rotating eventually." Steven ordered, removing his helmet.


"Roger that sir." she was pissed, this whole assignment was bullshit, she took her helmet off and chucked it to the floor, from what she saw, she would not be needing the bloody thing, she removed her balaclava and placed it inside her BDU trouser pocket. She placed her rifle down and ran her hands through her hair before picking it back up, she hoped by the end of this she would get some payback on that thing. "Poor bastard didn't stand a chance." she sighed with woe, she felt guilty, she couldn't have done anything, but she still felt guilty.
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Postby Mexican Liberation » Thu Jan 03, 2013 11:45 pm

Chapters 5,6,7 and onward

Raul was left to be silent and say not a thing...
Being the outcast of the team...as it felt...and to add insult to injury,also being the newcomer...
During the entire night,he could barely even get some sleep,after some frustration,he finally gave up and just stayed awake
Seeing as he had no one to talk with,and everyone looked busy,he got out his journals and began to write...
But when those sounds...those wicked sounds returned...and sounding closer than ever...he started losing it...
Visibly sweating,despite the freezing temperature,and looking rather angry with each cling,tick,and bump
Until,finally,they stopped,and he couldn't have been any more relieved
Finally,he can continue without interruption...until they once again began...those wretched Ticks...turning into scratches...on that pallid cellar door
His anger and very insanity returned,as did the ticks,but when they evolved into those horrid scratches,it turned to fear
He knew,that whatever was out there,was playing with them,waiting on them to make one false move...he wasn't going to let that happen
The big,tough,manly persona that Raul usually had perished the first time he heard those scratches,and now,he finds himself,a shadow of his former,trying to revive it
Suddenly,Brandon exclaimed to everyone that they were trying to enter
That's when Raul knew,all hell was going to break loose
Before he realized it,the whole team was out of their sleep and slumber modes and suddenly turned into human Terminators
As did Raul,as he put the last of his journals away,and got out his rifle
"Hello baby...I missed you..." he whispered to it
"Time to kill some of these creature bastards..." he again whispered to himself,aiming at the door
In an instant,he had went from Angry,to fearful,to angry again,he couldn't wait to kill the beasts that had been messing with his mind,it wasn't very long before he'd be slicing one of their heads as a trophy...or so he thought
Until yet another sound was heard,outside,near the stairwell...at the front door...and the rooftop...
This made Raul nearly shudder in terror...whatever they are...they're here in large numbers...
It wasn't until a claw-like figure suddenly burst out of the metalic wall,impaling the pilot on contact
The haunting gaze the pilot gave at Raul and the team,then at the claw,and then the claw,as quickly as it entered,came out,retreating back to behind the wall,then the pilot,falling to the ground,filling Raul's soul with absolute fear
This was the first time he actually got to see these creatures,even it was a part of it
Then that eye...that horrible eye...something he will never forget...
The banging on the door had stopped completely,but the strange noises becoming increasingly impertinent
As the pilot lay on the floor,still conscious,barely,rapidly bleeding to his untimely,inevitable death
The ground below him easily visible through his wound...
Raul had a first aid kit...but he knew that the pilot wouldn't last very long...he would have merely minutes,at the most,to live
But as everyone seemed to be begging for first aid for the poor soul,perhaps he could hopefully be wrong
Though Brandon seemed to resent it...
Hmm...so now it seems that Raul is finally needed...and to think,he was paranoid the whole time he didn't need to be a part of the team...
Though they only need his first aid,he'll take it
And suddenly,Reed had picked the pilot up,right as Raul was about to bend down and give him aid
"Well...too late now..." he whispered to himself
"Poor bastard..." he whispered to the pilot from a distant
The next thing he did was find himself walking alongside Reed whispering comforting words to him,and angry words to the creatures
When the team got to the research lab,he ended up tending to the pilot as soon as Reed put him on a table,he knew he didn't have much time left
And it turns out,he was right,the pilot died right in his arms
Unsure of what to do,Raul simply found himself giving a quick moment of silence,then aiding the team with giving away with those frightful demons
But what else is there to do,according to Reed,and everyone else,they're all safe...for now...
Raul just stood there,next to the fallen pilot,thinking,playing his final moments inside his mind...imagining through his eyes what could've been...and what had happened instead...
If this is how fragile and sudden these kinds of creatures could do to the strongest of humans...just imagine what they might do to the rest of the world if there is indeed an army of them awaiting in the antarctic snow...
But yet,them,the world's most elite expeditionary force,find themselves playing a cat and mouse game to the death for the one and only prize...survival...and at any moment,the game may eventually turn into every man,or woman,for him or herself
Raul's last words for the moment...
"Better him than us..."
He said this with reluctance,but he knew at the back of his head,this was true
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Postby Lewina » Thu Jan 03, 2013 11:57 pm

"You we don't even know you tell us about yourself!" Brandon exclaimed pointing at Raul. He was dying to know who he was. He seemed very self-centered, something Brandon hated. He shot four rounds at the thing but it left before he could hit it. He put in a fresh mag replacing the new but used one in one of his pockets. An extra bullet was in the gun since he reloaded a fresh clip, he would need every single bullet he had to kill this thing and that extra bullet helped a little.
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Postby Mexican Liberation » Fri Jan 04, 2013 1:06 am

Raul found himself,staring at the corpse of the pilot,saddened by his death,until something got him out of it
"You we don't even know you tell us about yourself" he heard,he turned,and saw it was Brandon
He was shooting at one of the creatures before it managed to retreat
"Me?" he said,partly to himself
"I'm Doctor Raul Villanueva...I'm a medic,and a scientist..." he looked at Brandon,and he appeared a bit irked,most likely at what he had said
"I don't mean to sound selfish...if anything I'm quiet the opposite...but I'm just saying...look...I didn't mean to say that...what I meant was..."
Raul's voice trailed off a bit,as he was thinking what to say next
He took a deep sigh,looking down on the ground,then back at Brandon,and continued
"These monsters have killed enough people today...we need to return the favor to them,in honor of our fallen comrade,and everyone else,I say we continue heading to that NEO,and get the hell out of here...I've never seen such a sadistic scene...we need to act fast..."
He had then unconsciously placed a hand on the pilot's leg
"This man was going to die,either way,and there was nothing we could do about it,but I'll tell you what we can do,we can give this man the burial and honor he deserves,and get to that NEO,killing as many of these bastards as humanly possible,and go back home.God knows if he had a family,and I would hate to be the one to tell them the sad news,but this man was a living human being,and we're all going to honor his life,avenging his death,and pass our memories of him person to person."
He then looked at the deceased pilot,and saw that his eyes,were still visibly wide open
As he reached out to close them,he had said under his own breath
"I've seen enough death today...and I don't think I can take anymore..good thing you don't have to suffer anymore..."
As his hands extended away,he continued
"Rest in peace,dear friend..."
He then looked back at Brandon,and talked back to him
"Your name's Brandon,right?"
He then extended his hand out to him,so that they both could shake hands
"Sorry we got off on the wrong foot,and I really hope we can avenge all these people soon..."
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Postby Len Hyet » Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:47 am

Silva flicked the safety on his LMG, and slung it over his back. Quietly humming a song to himself, he pulled out his AA-12. In close quarters like this, he loaded a drum of 12 gauge ammo. Enough buckshot to take out an armored platoon. These bastards wouldn't know what hit them.

He spoke up quietly.

"I'll take first watch. Everybody should try to sleep on the tables." He gestured to the stainless steel experiment tables. "Might keep the bastards from coming through the floor."
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Postby Galdius » Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:58 am

Len Hyet wrote:Silva flicked the safety on his LMG, and slung it over his back. Quietly humming a song to himself, he pulled out his AA-12. In close quarters like this, he loaded a drum of 12 gauge ammo. Enough buckshot to take out an armored platoon. These bastards wouldn't know what hit them.

He spoke up quietly.

"I'll take first watch. Everybody should try to sleep on the tables." He gestured to the stainless steel experiment tables. "Might keep the bastards from coming through the floor."


"Sarge and I have first watch mate, like you said, you should try and get some sleep." Brooklyn said in a light tone, she took a look over to the rest of the group whom seemed to be settling in quite well, the pilot's body still lay there, untouched. "You guys might want to move the body out of this room." she said with a certain woe "and for Christs sake cover the man up." the poor bastard wouldn't get a bural, he never got to say goodbye to those he loved, hell, the government would not even be able to say what happened to him, he would be registered as MIA, giving the family false hope that he might be still alive. However sadness quickly turned to festering hate, she no longer feared this thing nor death. "We got to kill these bloody things." Brooklyn said with a hint of anger in her voice "all of 'um."
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Postby Lewina » Fri Jan 04, 2013 2:08 pm

Brandon shaked Rauls hand. "Since you're a scientist can you make some stuff able to help take down this thing?" He asked realising his hand and stepping back. He eased a little now since they were in a steel room, although the thing cut through concrete he knew this place may be more safe. He knew that anything dangerous or something that could be a trap was able on helping them take down this thing. Now they had to place down some more grenade cans, and collect the ones that were left in the old room.
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Postby Mexican Liberation » Fri Jan 04, 2013 4:45 pm

Before shaking hands with Brandon,Raul looked at one of his team members,Legacy,and he seemed a bit...on edge...
Legacy just stood there,the sounds of the outside becoming more and more faint...until finally,there was complete silence filling the outside...
What happened?
Did they leave?Are they doing something?Is it a trap? He doesn't know...
And Legacy did nothing...just stood there...Raul could tell something was going through his mind...whether it was suicide,what had just happened,or killing a horde of those creatures,he did not know...
Then Brandon extended his hand,and Raul looked back at him
They both shook hands
"Since you're a scientists can you make some stuff able to help take down this thing?" asked Brandon
Before Raul was able to speak
""You guys might want to move the body out of this room.And for Christs sake cover the man up."
It was Brooklyn
"Yes Ma'am" he said to her
He turned back to Brandon and said his response
"I'm not that kind of scientist...I'm not the scientist that knows how to assemble weapons and things like that...I'm the scientist that studies and observes wildlife and such,as well as the human body...but from my years of research,I think I know how we could kill these things with the least amount of ammo possible..." he said,allowing Brandon to say something
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Postby Lewina » Fri Jan 04, 2013 6:23 pm

Mexican Liberation wrote:Before shaking hands with Brandon,Raul looked at one of his team members,Legacy,and he seemed a bit...on edge...
Legacy just stood there,until one of the creatures was able to punture through the steel frame of the wall,just barely missing where Legacy stood,then the claw moved away,and the sounds from the outside where the claw had just puntured through started to become more and more faint...
And Legacy did nothing...just stood there...Raul could tell something was going through his mind...whether it was suicide,what had just happened,or killing a horde of those creatures,he did not know...
Then Brandon extended his hand,and Raul looked back at him
They both shook hands
"Since you're a scientists can you make some stuff able to help take down this thing?" asked Brandon
Before Raul was able to speak
""You guys might want to move the body out of this room.And for Christs sake cover the man up."
It was Brooklyn
"Yes Ma'am" he said to her
He turned back to Brandon and said his response
"I'm not that kind of scientist...I'm not the scientist that knows how to assemble weapons and things like that...I'm the scientist that studies and observes wildlife and such,as well as the human body...but from my years of research,I think I know how we could kill these things with the least amount of ammo possible..." he said,allowing Brandon to say something

Brandon looked shocked at him for a few seconds. "Well nigga what ya thinkin' spill it on the mothafuckin' table," he told him speaking fast. He then recovered his foot hold, he stopped talking like that a while ago and couldn't let his old self get in him. "My appologizes It's just I'm frustrated with this thing lurking about," he apologized regretting what he said before. He shouldn't have done that, it wasn't wise of him to do that.
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Postby Mexican Liberation » Fri Jan 04, 2013 9:08 pm

Raul,a bit alarmed at Brandon's suden burst,looked at him with a strange look
But then,when he was sure it was him that said it,he chuckled,and said
"No need to apologize,ese...I can understand your frustration..."
A smirk on his face,but it rapidly disappeared as he said his next words,completely serious
"All joking aside,as I was saying,I've noticed...these things have claws,right?And assuming they have sharp teeth in addition to those claws...which would make them just like every other animal on this planet...then that would mean,that just like every animal on earth,a quick shot to the head would,obviously,kill or at least severely paralyze them.And a few shots to the abdomen would produce the same effect,aiming close to the heart,or where it usually goes...but shooting them in the claws,teeth,tusks,or whatever else they have to use as weapons could be worthless and time-consuming at the very most...not to mention a waste of bullets...but if you are left with no other choice,with no other body part to shoot,by all means,shoot and see what effects will occur...you might kill them with just that one shot to the claw,or head,or anywhere else,or their skin could be an inpenetrable fortress...I have no idea,I haven't shot one yet,and I haven't seen one get shot,it's just a theory..."
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Postby Lewina » Fri Jan 04, 2013 9:28 pm

"Yeah but all of the guards had empty clips. So I think that means they shot a lot of bullets at it and a lot must have hit it. It may have some type of natrual armor or something, any other suggestions?" He asked.This room seemed safe extremlly safe with the steel around. If it could cut through steel well they needed one of these in the army.
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Postby Mexican Liberation » Sat Jan 05, 2013 12:39 am

"That's what I was thinking as well,but the guards may have either missed due to their poor aim,or inexperience,or the natural armor on these creatures is hard as hell...which is why explosives are always useful...or at least a giant snowball to roll them down...if we could just capture just one of these things,restrain it,and do tests on it..." Raul had said,his voice trailing off...he knew what he just said was impossible,but still,there could be a chance...
"...or..." he continued
"At least blow one of them to smithreens and collect the body parts so as to examine them..."
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Postby Galdius » Sat Jan 05, 2013 1:21 pm

Mexican Liberation wrote:"That's what I was thinking as well,but the guards may have either missed due to their poor aim,or inexperience,or the natural armor on these creatures is hard as hell...which is why explosives are always useful...or at least a giant snowball to roll them down...if we could just capture just one of these things,restrain it,and do tests on it..." Raul had said,his voice trailing off...he knew what he just said was impossible,but still,there could be a chance...
"...or..." he continued
"At least blow one of them to smithreens and collect the body parts so as to examine them..."


"That's allmost impossible sir, these things are fast, strong and fairly smart from what I just saw back there." she turned around to face the doctor. "I can tell you one thing however, they are hunting us, it's how they operate, they are almost like Wolfes, they hunt in packs and pick off the weakest first, they will be watching and waiting for one of us to make a mistake, giving them time to move in and take us out." she moved in closer to the doctor, with her weapon in her hands. "They are looking for a weakness to exploit." Brooklyn said lightly "and we need to make sure we don't give them one, so keep it together and we will beat these things." she turned back to the sergeant, she had an idea of a fail safe, she did not want any of these things somehow getting back to population centers. "Sir, I say we rig the complex to blow in the event of us...... You know, that way we at least take as many of these bastards with us as we can." she smiled weakly, chances of survival was slim even before the new factor was introduced, it was unlikely that any of them were going to make it out alive.
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Postby Lancearc » Sat Jan 05, 2013 1:28 pm

Galdius wrote:
Mexican Liberation wrote:"That's what I was thinking as well,but the guards may have either missed due to their poor aim,or inexperience,or the natural armor on these creatures is hard as hell...which is why explosives are always useful...or at least a giant snowball to roll them down...if we could just capture just one of these things,restrain it,and do tests on it..." Raul had said,his voice trailing off...he knew what he just said was impossible,but still,there could be a chance...
"...or..." he continued
"At least blow one of them to smithreens and collect the body parts so as to examine them..."


"That's allmost impossible sir, these things are fast, strong and fairly smart from what I just saw back there." she turned around to face the doctor. "I can tell you one thing however, they are hunting us, it's how they operate, they are almost like Wolfes, they hunt in packs and pick off the weakest first, they will be watching and waiting for one of us to make a mistake, giving them time to move in and take us out." she moved in closer to the doctor, with her weapon in her hands. "They are looking for a weakness to exploit." Brooklyn said lightly "and we need to make sure we don't give them one, so keep it together and we will beat these things." she turned back to the sergeant, she had an idea of a fail safe, she did not want any of these things somehow getting back to population centers. "Sir, I say we rig the complex to blow in the event of us...... You know, that way we at least take as many of these bastards with us as we can." she smiled weakly, chances of survival was slim even before the new factor was introduced, it was unlikely that any of them were going to make it out alive.

Sergeant Reed considered this for a moment. True, it didn't seem likely that they would survive this encounter. They still had nearly no idea what was going on, and even if they did figure it out he wasn't sure that there was all too much he and his troops could do to prevent their deaths. "Good idea. We only need to figure out how to do it, though, make it strong enough to blow this god foresaken station to Kingdom Come." he said. He glanced down at the watch on his wrist. "But it's getting light. C'mon, we should get moving, think about what we're going to do here, when we get to the Chapel of Snows then we'll rest for a bit." Steven said, gripping his rifle and stepping towards the door, pushing the desk out of the way and yanking open the heavy metal barrier between them and the things on the outside.
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Left-wing Utopia

Postby Mexican Liberation » Sat Jan 05, 2013 1:40 pm

Raul just stood there and listened to Moss
She has a good point,and she's completely right...
Then Reed started to go towards the door
Raul got a little nervous,but it was overtaken by anger and anxiety of killing what is out there...
As Reed was opening the metal barrier,Raul couldn't do anything but say under his own breath
"Do it..."
As he got out his rifle...
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Ex-Nation

Postby Galdius » Sat Jan 05, 2013 1:50 pm

Lancearc wrote:
Galdius wrote:
"That's allmost impossible sir, these things are fast, strong and fairly smart from what I just saw back there." she turned around to face the doctor. "I can tell you one thing however, they are hunting us, it's how they operate, they are almost like Wolfes, they hunt in packs and pick off the weakest first, they will be watching and waiting for one of us to make a mistake, giving them time to move in and take us out." she moved in closer to the doctor, with her weapon in her hands. "They are looking for a weakness to exploit." Brooklyn said lightly "and we need to make sure we don't give them one, so keep it together and we will beat these things." she turned back to the sergeant, she had an idea of a fail safe, she did not want any of these things somehow getting back to population centers. "Sir, I say we rig the complex to blow in the event of us...... You know, that way we at least take as many of these bastards with us as we can." she smiled weakly, chances of survival was slim even before the new factor was introduced, it was unlikely that any of them were going to make it out alive.

Sergeant Reed considered this for a moment. True, it didn't seem likely that they would survive this encounter. They still had nearly no idea what was going on, and even if they did figure it out he wasn't sure that there was all too much he and his troops could do to prevent their deaths. "Good idea. We only need to figure out how doing it, though, make it strong enough to blow this god forsaken station to Kingdom Come." he said. He glanced down at the watch on his wrist. "But it's getting light. C'mon, we should get moving, think about what we're going to do here, when we get to the Chapel of Snows then we'll rest for a bit." Steven said, gripping his rifle and stepping towards the door, pushing the desk out of the way and yanking open the heavy metal barrier between them and the things on the outside.


"Alright, lets do this." Brooklyn shouted out as she readied her rifle, she took prime position at the door, as Steven removed the barrier, she hoped that this would be easy, she prayed that there would be no more deaths on there side, she stood readly as she nodded to steven to give him the ok "Raul, on me! I got your six sarge." she could not wait to get out of this cestpit of death. "once more into the fray, in to the last good fight i'll ever know, live and die on this day, live and die on this day.." she murrered under her breath
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