There ain't no rest for the wicked. (Borderlands, IC, RP)

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

(Cool, I'll check it up a little later)

Laurel giggled from where she sat upon the shoulders of the last loader and ripped its receiver/eye assembly out with a deft flick of her wrist. It stumbled, made noises of disconnection and tumbled to the floor. Laurel sprang off and landed lithely next to Nataria once more. "Nice work everyone . . . Oh shiny!" She said and picked up a corrosive bouncing betty grenade mod and a panacea shield. "These should be handy." She said and clipped them to her belt. On the floor sat a Dahl, 2 hyperion and one jakobs pistol. (All common)

[Zepplien]

Both of the Hyperion pistols seemed to vanish into thin air as Alex grabbed then and put them in auxiliary holsters. She remained cloaked as she simply stated "Hyperion property has been reclaimed." she then signed and leaned against a nearby wall as she decloaked to remove her optical gear, letting her grey eyes meet with the others, but her mask stayed on to keep her protected from the Hyperion atmosphere. She let out a sigh through her mask and said "I do not trust any of you still, but as we clearly need each other, I propose that we work together to find who brought us here and deal with them in accordance with Regulation 32B regarding Hyperion Shadow Non Interference Policy, which states that lethal measures must be used against someone who interferes with orders from the Board of Directors."

[Morlodania]

Nataria looked around the room once the battle ended, checking for containers that might hold something useful. She looked over to Laurel, and waved her over, out of sight of the other two in the room. Nataria was on the far end of the room as it was, and didn't care for the items that lay on the ground, nor for the other two in the room anyway. She looked back to the weapons case she had found, still sealed, and took a seat on it, waiting for Laurel, or Sprocket, as the others had taken to calling her, to arrive.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Nataria looked around the room once the battle ended, checking for containers that might hold something useful. She looked over to Laurel, and waved her over, out of sight of the other two in the room. Nataria was on the far end of the room as it was, and didn't care for the items that lay on the ground, nor for the other two in the room anyway. She looked back to the weapons case she had found, still sealed, and took a seat on it, waiting for Laurel, or Sprocket, as the others had taken to calling her, to arrive.

Laurel hopped cheerfully to the chest and glanced from it to Nataria. "Hey, what's happening?" She asked softly with a curious smile. "We stealing gear and not telling the others?" She asked with a grin.

[Morlodania]

"Oh, yeah. No reason the important people should share, right?" Nataria smiled to Laurel and stood, turning and opening the box, which revealed a Shock Transfusion Grenade Mod, a Corrosive Cloud Grenade Mod, a Hectic Turtle Shield, and a Maylay Shield. Nataria grabbed the Transfusion Grenade mod and looked to Laurel. "Pick a shield, given I got first dibs on the Grenade Mods."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Oh, yeah. No reason the important people should share, right?" Nataria smiled to Laurel and stood, turning and opening the box, which revealed a Shock Transfusion Grenade Mod, a Corrosive Cloud Grenade Mod, a Hectic Turtle Shield, and a Maylay Shield. Nataria grabbed the Transfusion Grenade mod and looked to Laurel. "Pick a shield, given I got first dibs on the Grenade Mods."

Laurel grinned, "Ah but sharing is caring." She said cheerfully and looked to the shields. "MAYLAY! TURTLE!" She almost shouted but managed to stop herself, whisper shouting instead as she placed a hand on each cheek and gasped. She took the panacea shield she had on and tossed it into her pack, grabbing the maylay shield and trying it on. "How do I look? Not too manly I hope." She said and flexed her robotic arms which did nothing but hiss and whir. She popped the grenade mod into her digi pack and it disappeared in a puff of blue.

[Morlodania]

Nataria took the remaining shield, giggling slightly at Laurel. "You're so goofy, my friend. Not my kind of shield, this one, but oh, well. Might as well take it, just in case." She looked around the room, scanning it for anything else, like a door. "Room's actually pretty bare... Oh, well." She shrugs. "Not every room can be a treasure trove."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Nataria took the remaining shield, giggling slightly at Laurel. "You're so goofy, my friend. Not my kind of shield, this one, but oh, well. Might as well take it, just in case." She looked around the room, scanning it for anything else, like a door. "Room's actually pretty bare... Oh, well." She shrugs. "Not every room can be a treasure trove."

Laurel giggled, "Goofy's my style gurl! And are you kiddin' me? If it's got a single bolt in it the place is a treasure trove. You don't think I'm gonna use this shield do ya? Seriously if you want it take it. I'm only using it for Quicksilver." She said with a grin and reloaded her SMG.

[Morlodania]

"If you want it, keep it. I don't need it, I'm just not going to use this one much, most likely. I'll keep it, but that one's yours." Nataria smiles and reloads as well, checking all of her weapons quickly. "Everything seems to be in order... Let's look for the way out, what do ya say?" She extends Laurel a hand, to be shaken, still smiling.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"If you want it, keep it. I don't need it, I'm just not going to use this one much, most likely. I'll keep it, but that one's yours." Nataria smiles and reloads as well, checking all of her weapons quickly. "Everything seems to be in order... Let's look for the way out, what do ya say?" She extends Laurel a hand, to be shaken, still smiling.

Laurel smiled and shook the hand, applying barely any pressure with her robotic, five digit, right hand. "Sounds good. Quick appreciates the donation." She said with a grin and paused thinking for a moment. "If we just carry on down this passage we'll reach the exit." She said and bounded to the one side. Her movements were hyperactive and more animalistic than human. She grinned from the door and held her hand up to a wall, revealing a concealed touch interface, "Would you care to do the honours?"

[Morlodania]

"Alright, then. I assume we're leaving the others if they don't follow?" Nataria followed Laurel silently, gracefully moving through the room, almost as if she were a ghost, gliding across the floor. Once they reached the touchpad, Nataria grinned. "Let me see if I can remember how to do this..." She concentrated for a moment, and phasewalked nothing but her forearm, which she slid through the control panel is if it were not there. She grabbed some of the cords by dephasing her hand, and yanked them back, through the console, and the door hissed open in response. "I'm a different flavor of destructive than you are." She smiled.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

"Alright, then. I assume we're leaving the others if they don't follow?" Nataria followed Laurel silently, gracefully moving through the room, almost as if she were a ghost, gliding across the floor. Once they reached the touchpad, Nataria grinned. "Let me see if I can remember how to do this..." She concentrated for a moment, and phasewalked nothing but her forearm, which she slid through the control panel is if it were not there. She grabbed some of the cords by dephasing her hand, and yanked them back, through the console, and the door hissed open in response. "I'm a different flavor of destructive than you are." She smiled.

Laurel grinned, "Different isn't bad. I have two hearts, three lungs and half a rib cage. . . Different is awesome, your different is just prettier than mine." She said with a cheerful smile as they proceeded down the empty service tunnel. "I only leave people behind when they're SLOOOOOOOW." She said with a giggle, "Like . . . Molasses. I prefer to be quick . . . Like chocolate chip cookies! Now you see 'em now you don't but they're not invisible." She said quickly, seeming to speed up.

[Zepplien]

Alex, locking her optics back in place and cloaking, followed the two hyperactive people. She walked along, keeping pace with them thanks to her long strides. She hissed "Difference is good, so long as it falls within Hyperion parameters." her cloak doing nothing to stop her from offering her little snippets to the conversation that seemed more like she as eavesdropping and responding than participating in the conversation. She glanced down at the two, following no less than a foot behind them, not that they would really know that.

[Das Metro]

Following his apparent comrades, 'Shots' had been off in his own littke world. Vaguely the tall man remembered killing, but that always came to mind. Now he was in some sort of tunnel as he ripped himself from the odd autopilot type mode. Machete still in hand, Serj pulled the steely Loader mask back over his face, and began to skip. It was somewhat difficult with all his equipment, but Serj managed. "Different is great! I hear it has a very tart aftertaste from my friend Crane!" Serj chortled.

[Morlodania]

Nataria looked over to she one of the men that had materialized with her and Laurel behind them, speaking. She sort of sighed, she didn't want a group larger than two, because large groups complicated life so much. She also heard the damned Hyperion... Person, for lack of a better word, speaking to them, although she was invisible. Nataria still wanted to punch that woman in the face for reasonlessly attacking Laurel, but she let it slide, for now. It had better not happen again. Nataria easily kept pace with Laurel, given how much taller she was, and watched the halls and such for movement. "Chocolate chip cookies? I figured that if anything was fast, it would be cake. By god, no matter how much someone gets, the moment they let anyone else touch it, it's totally gone."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Nataria looked over to she one of the men that had materialized with her and Laurel behind them, speaking. She sort of sighed, she didn't want a group larger than two, because large groups complicated life so much. She also heard the damned Hyperion... Person, for lack of a better word, speaking to them, although she was invisible. Nataria still wanted to punch that woman in the face for reasonlessly attacking Laurel, but she let it slide, for now. It had better not happen again. Nataria easily kept pace with Laurel, given how much taller she was, and watched the halls and such for movement. "Chocolate chip cookies? I figured that if anything was fast, it would be cake. By god, no matter how much someone gets, the moment they let anyone else touch it, it's totally gone."

Laurel chuckled, "I suppose but I'm not as big as cake and I've got all sort of metal pieces in me like a chocolate chip cookie. Also I can carry more cookies than cake and I can eat them easily without letting anyone know I have them." She says with a smile while munching a cookie that seemingly appeared from nowhere. She reached into her small backpack and pulled out another, offering it to Nataria. "Here, don't tell the others, otherwise I have to share." She said and frowned. "I don't share cookies well." she said softly as they arrived at a dead end. She looked around for a moment and grinned before munching the cookie again, "Look for a control panel. I need to hack it. Properly hack, non-destructively." She said and began searching.

[Morlodania]

Nataria looked to the mechromancer, confused by her ability to materialize cookies from thin air. It was a rather impressive skill, if the Siren didn't say so herself. She accepted the cookie happily, taking a bite out of it. "I won't tell. The fewer of us that know, the more each individual gets." She smiles and looked the wall up and down, before thinking, phasing her arm through the wall to feel for where a control panel might be. Soon, she had found one, and pulled her arm out, careful not to damage anything. "Right here, mass of cords and wires leading into an input board. Likely the control panel, but I couldn't tell you for sure." Nataria smiled slightly, and finished the cookie Laurel had given her. "Best of luck to you hacking it, although I doubt you need it."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Nataria looked to the mechromancer, confused by her ability to materialize cookies from thin air. It was a rather impressive skill, if the Siren didn't say so herself. She accepted the cookie happily, taking a bite out of it. "I won't tell. The fewer of us that know, the more each individual gets." She smiles and looked the wall up and down, before thinking, phasing her arm through the wall to feel for where a control panel might be. Soon, she had found one, and pulled her arm out, careful not to damage anything. "Right here, mass of cords and wires leading into an input board. Likely the control panel, but I couldn't tell you for sure." Nataria smiled slightly, and finished the cookie Laurel had given her. "Best of luck to you hacking it, although I doubt you need it."

Sprocket jumped away from the wall she had been inspecting and skipped to the spot Nataria was at. "Pfft, I've been violating circuitry since you were . . . Younger." She said and held her hand up to the wall. She twitched as the interface connected and she smiled broadly, "One firewall and no encryption. This should be easy enough." She said and began hacking. In a few moments there was a beep and a ladder descended from the roof to the surface. Suddenly a siren went off and loaders, accompanied by bandits poured out of the walls. "Wonderful" Sprocket said and began executing with extreme prejudice.

[Morlodania]

"I know that, silly girl. I'm not an idiot, as most seem to think I am." Nataria readied her weapon as Laurel hacked the computer, waiting just in case something stupid happened... Which it did. She shook her head. "Again with the bandits! DO YOU NEVER LEARN?" She yelled at them, and began unloading into them, rolling and dodging shots fired at her, dropping in and out of phase walk almost regularly.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Laurel kept firing with her right arm supporting the gun and summoned Quicksilver with her left. The mech appeared in a flash of blue and she hopped up onto it's shoulder as it's long, silver tentacles stretched out and whipped at bandits. It moved around on its long flexible legs, weaving and whipping to dodge or block bullets along the way. She cackled maniacally from her perch upon the machines shoulder and fired into the crowd of bandits, her plasma orbs tearing into them and leaving sizzling wounds and sparking damage. She grinned and shouted, "THIS IS WHAT YOU GET COOKIE HATERS!" She bellowed and reloaded.

[Zepplien]

Alex grabbed the rifle she was carrying, instantly homing in one of the bandits who had no idea where she was. His head exploded as the teenager spun the rifle unto her back and drew her SMG. She brought it to bear on the Loaders, each shot landing at a vital weak point, the accuracy of the Hyperion SMG unmatched by any other competitors. She snapped a new clip into place as she fired the last round into a second loader's exposed eyeport. She tapped her arm and spoke to herself "Entry into ECHO log, this new group is skilled, however, as death surrounds, follows, and assists me, I expect them to be dead within one standard month. Please make note that any action on their point against Hyperion will significantly shorten their useful streak for this company." another ex Hyperion loader exploded and she said "End log." in a quick breath.

[Ubaria]

A round whizzed through the air and plinked off Neo's bulky shoulder pauldron, he slowly glanced down and it and huffed. They would have to throw a lot more of those his way to do any serious damage. Rather than waste precious bullets on these cannon fodder, he decided to go with the blade. Striding out into the battle, blade extended and steadied in his right hand he simply twisted his wrist to bring the blade horizontal and swept forward at a charging bandit, the blade cut through his abdomen with little resistance, the top half of the body spiraled through the air in a glory display of red spirals, flinging blood in every direction, the bottom half seemed to stagger a couple more steps before flopping to the ground around the same time the top half had hit the floor.

This wasn't over though, another bandit attempted to sneak up from the left, Neo simply stopped and turned left on the spot, not even moving his arm to impact the blade on the neck of the bandit, sweeping through like it was nothing and only leaving the decapitated body stood for a moment before it fell to its knees. A third assailant attacked from the right, in an underarm motion Neo bought the blade upwards in a right diagonal sweep to cut a 45 degree mark in the chest of the opponent, before lunching forward and piercing the blade through his upper chest. 2 bandits appeared from behind cover each wielding rifles, Neo pulled the corpse back towards him still clutching the Bandit SMG. Manipulating the Bandits arm he managed to spray a volley into both bandits whilst clutching the dead corpse of another bandit around the neck. After the other 2 fell, Neo simply let the body fall limp to the floor.