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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
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Posted - 2014.09.13 23:24:00 -
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Jonny woke up in a daze. His head was throbbing. His arm was badly burnt. He could see the others scrambling about, dragging people out of the wreckage. They were shouting, but he couldn't hear them.
He saw the soldiers in black storming their positions. He reached for his rifle with his uninjured arm, only to find it too heavy in his weakened state.
Beside him he noticed one of his fire bombs he mixed before still intact. He reached into his pocket for his lighter and found it, undamaged. Finally, some good luck, he thought.
He lit the rag and grabbed the bottle. Trying not to put too much pressure on his burnt arm, Jonny slowly stood up. He turned towards the soldiers in black. 'Hey!' he shouted to get their attention. 'This is for Jacky, mother fuckers!'
In one smooth motion, he threw the fire bomb and drew his SMG that sat on his waist. The fire bomb landed on the ground in the middle of the soldiers, scattering the group and distracting them.
As they were distracted, Jonny made a break for the armory. When he got there he started laying covering fire with his SMG to allow the others to escape.
Legionhares Unite!
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
272
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Posted - 2014.09.14 02:14:00 -
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Jonny D Buelle wrote:.
As they were distracted, Jonny made a break for the tunnel entrance. When he reached it, he turned around, crouched down, and shouted, 'Covering fire!' With that he started unleashing round after round on these soldiers in black.
Hya'salia barely had enough time to secure a prototype level scrambler rifle and a few magazines of ammo when they breached.
Ducking down underneath the bartable, she found a few grenades stashed underneath. After hearing a bottle smashed againt the floor and the fire erupting, she slammed the button and rose up
" GRENADE!!! " And heaved the grenade towards the black figures. As soon as the grenade hit the floor , she took out the scrambler with her right hand , holding it up with her sigis on her left as she fell back alongside jonny .
" Jonny!!, left side, assault!!" She yelled as she fired the scrambler rifle and her sigis alternatively,
SLAN SLAN SLAN SLAN BOOM!!
The assailant on the left staggered back as the rounds struck the armor, scrambler rifle to heat the armor to a high degree, the round from the sigis to punch through. But the sigis merely made a dent on the heated area of the armor
SLAN SLAN SLAN SLAN BOOM!!
The second volley heated the armor up exponentially, and the sigis finally found its mark. With a sickening wet slap, the assailant screamed and fell down. Using this chance, Hya'salia went and looked for the lever to close the underground entrance.
"c'mon Jonny!! We gotta go!!!" |
Vyzion Eyri
The Southern Legion
Final Resolution.
2394
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Posted - 2014.09.14 02:45:00 -
[33] - Quote
Vyzion grabbed the wounded Templar, and supporting him on one side began to walk him into the tunnel. Turning around, he heard the Gallentean with severe burns on his body yell "covering fire!" as he began to heroically fire upon anything and everything that was moving outside the pub. Junko was beside him behind the counter, popping up to lob grenades, fire a strange looking flaylock Pistol, and trade shots with her newly acquired scrambler rifle. Thal slid into the tunnel as Junko called for Jonny to go.
Amidst the chaos of noise, Vyzion's augmented hearing detected more gunfire, and noticed some of their assailants get cut down. More of us? Vyzion peered through the fires and haze caused by the explosions and gunfire, and saw them, and groaned. It was station security. Of course they'd come after the ruckus he caused with his dropship.
The pilot watched in guilt and misery as their pursuers turned and easily dealt with station security. Their ability to work as a cohesive unit was, Vyzion grudgingly admitted, perfect. Despite being caught unawares and in the back, they rotated fire so that they kept Junko and Jonny suppressed, whilst dealing with the less experienced station security who had simply run into the fray in the open.
Their families and friends would never understand what had happened, except that it was an immortal-related incident. And as ever, normal people would be further alienated towards us immortals.
Vyzion was started to like the idea of a last stand more and more.
> Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
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Thal Vadam
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
19
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Posted - 2014.09.14 03:35:00 -
[34] - Quote
Thal stopped his dash down the tunnel. He turns around and slips past his squadron, and Vyzion who was helping Crownrule down. He pulled out his scrambler rifle and flicked it into it's full length. He stuck it between Jonny and Junko and opened fire. His blasts weren't very accurate, but he managed to hit one in the head. The black armored assailant fell to the ground. It was now obvious to Thal the Head was the weak point. He knew Junko, Jonny and he couldn't hold forever. He pulled out his one and only flashbang grenade. He shouted to Jonny and Junko,
"CLOSE YOUR EYES!"
He tossed the grenade, and as it exploded, a blinding flash of light was shot in all directions. Thal was able to see the attackers loose their vision for a brief moment. He grabbed Junko and Jonny from the back of their necks and threw them into the tunnel. He then slammed his fist on the door control, and the hidden door sealed.
"Everyone, get moving, we've bought ourselves some time but we've got to get to the docks."
"The Enemy has no idea of your true power. Let us show them! Thal to his men during the siege of Huola
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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
346
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Posted - 2014.09.14 03:49:00 -
[35] - Quote
Jonny covered his eyes the best he could with his burnt arm, refusing to stop firing upon the enemy.
Once the flashbang went off, Jonny walked out side the tunnel entrance. The only way to close it was from the outside, in the pub itself.
He took in a deep breathe and ran towards the remnants of the bar. He pushed down a soldier in black still stunned by the flash bang on the way and slide behind the bar.
It took him but a moment to locate the keypad and input the lockdown code. Within seconds, the entrance to the armory and the tunnel were sealed behind a foot of lead and steel.
Jonny then shot the keypad, ensuring the only way to follow would be to cut the door down. He sighed and leaned against the bar.
Reaching into his jacket he pulled out a picture of his daughter. It was a more recent photo. Taken on the day they reconnected. A tear form in the corner of his eye as he realized he would never see her again.
He kissed the photo and placed it down. He then picked up his SMG and reloaded and stood up. He was greeted with the sight of the soldiers in black standing within the burning pub, their weapons pointed at him.
'You wanna play?' Jonny asked mockingly as he chambered a round. 'Let's play!'
Legionhares Unite!
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Vyzion Eyri
The Southern Legion
Final Resolution.
2396
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Posted - 2014.09.14 11:13:00 -
[36] - Quote
"Alright, we have a little time as we get through this tunnel," Vyzion piped up. "Lets start with some names."
He cleared his throat. "I'm Vyzion. I enjoy dropship piloting, and as you can see from my repair tool here I do a bit of logistics on the field. That's... about it."
> Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
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Thal Vadam
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
19
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Posted - 2014.09.14 20:19:00 -
[37] - Quote
Vyzion Eyri wrote:"Alright, we have a little time as we get through this tunnel," Vyzion piped up. "Lets start with some names."
He cleared his throat. "I'm Vyzion. I enjoy dropship piloting, and as you can see from my repair tool here I do a bit of logistics on the field. That's... about it."
"My name is Thal Vadam, I'm good with melee. The best at melee."
As they walk deeper they come to a fork in the tunnel. Thal turns to Jonny
"Which way do we go?"
"The Enemy has no idea of your true power. Let us show them! Thal to his men during the siege of Huola
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Clockwork Jester
Namtar Elite
Gallente Federation
49
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Posted - 2014.09.14 22:04:00 -
[38] - Quote
From his perch Noah observed the engagement between the two sides. He wanted to observe the assault party with an objective eye, gather intel, and perhaps figure out who had sent them. Unfortunately the current circumstances did not allow him to observe for long. He watched as they moved methodically towards their objective, they were smooth and in sync with one another. Their movements looked like they were natural, as if they had been doing this their entire life. They did not remind him of the average immortal mercenary. These men acted as a single unit, not as individuals. His observations only served to further his initial theories.
A large part of him wanted to continue observing, learning as much as he could. If he had still been immortal he probably would have done nothing. At the moment though he simply needed to survive, and his best bet was sticking with the others. As noah sighted up an enemy the clove cigarette fell from between his lips, coming to rest in front of him. Noah sighted up the enemy nearest his allies. In this particular case he was focusing on covering the Amarr who had decided to engage in melee combat. Aiming at center mass he took a moment to steady his aim before depressing the trigger. He fired at the same time Thal was punched. The rifle accelerated the 2 cm inert round to upwards of 2,500 m/s. a flare of light indicated the round had found its target, the rifle was powerful enough to punch through the armors shields, but could not bypass the the armor. The impact was enough to at least stagger his target.
GÇ£Damn rifle, canGÇÖt even take out a damn medium frame in one shot.GÇ¥
Without hesitation Noah fired a second round, aiming for the chest again. The second round found its way through the black armor and into whatever lay beneath it. The target collapsed onto the ground, now only a lifeless husk. He shifted his sights to another target, his time was limited, they would have his position figured out in a matter of seconds.
This time he took aim a little higher, setting one of the soldiersGÇÖ heads as his target. He needed to take them out in a single shot. He fired his third shot, but his bullet failed to find its target, missing by about a centimeter. He silently cursed under his breath as he adjusted and fired again. The second shot hit just as the soldier looked in his direction. His head was snapped violently back, but the bullet failed to penetrate the soldiers helmet.
GÇ£Piece of crap, I swear you were designed by a blind Matari.GÇ¥
He fired again, Just as the round was cutting through the armor Noah was ejecting the spent clip and jamming in another one in a single fluid motion. It was an act he had repeated so many times that it was done without conscious thought. As soon as he was done reloading he was up and moving. His bag slung across his shoulder, and the sniper rifle across his back. He needed to leave as quickly as possible, they had most likely already determined where he was, and he wasnGÇÖt about to stick around to have a conversation.
Noah slid down a utility pipe on the side of the building into the maze of access tunnels of the station. Unfortunately he had no idea where any of the others were, or where they were going, no one had contacted him with any information, and he had lost visual contact with the group.
GÇ£Thats what you get for helping people out. Stranded and left to die. I would have been better ignoring that damn message.GÇ¥
As he hurdled over a large service pipe he heard the familiar sound of combat boots quickly behind him. Apparently he hadnGÇÖt left quickly enough. He quickened his pace, relying on his modified body to propel him forward as quickly as possible. It was moments like these that he regretted having a leisure clone. Although his current body was heavily modified it was nothing compared to the modified combat clones that he usually inhabited, and what was most likely being used to hunt him down. He needed to find a way to shake off his pursuer. He was starting to wish they made personal cloaking devices that required less power. Without a frame they were completely useless.
Noah knew that it was only a mater of time before he was caught. |
Crownrule
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
18
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Posted - 2014.09.14 23:28:00 -
[39] - Quote
Crownrule ducks down behind cover and begins to assess what's going on. First off they're under attack and need to get out of here and fall back to a more defensible position. Crownrule raises up from cover and begins picking off the targets one by one until a stray bullet hits him in the head. He falls to the ground with a hard thump, crownrule half expected himself to be dead but surprisingly he was still alive. It was not until then that he began to get back up that he saw a chunk of his helmet on the ground.
"Holy ****!" Crownrule said as he picked up the metal and put it aside. He found his rifle and began to fire again ignoring the pain in his head and the ringing in his left ear that would not go away.
"By His light, and His will"
- The Scriptures, Gheinok the First, 12:32
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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
346
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Posted - 2014.09.15 00:45:00 -
[40] - Quote
Thal Vadam wrote:Vyzion Eyri wrote:"Alright, we have a little time as we get through this tunnel," Vyzion piped up. "Lets start with some names."
He cleared his throat. "I'm Vyzion. I enjoy dropship piloting, and as you can see from my repair tool here I do a bit of logistics on the field. That's... about it." "My name is Thal Vadam, I'm good with melee. The best at melee." As they walk deeper they come to a fork in the tunnel. Thal turns to Jonny "Which way do we go?"
Jonny pointed to the left tunnel with his unburnt hand. 'Down there,' he said as he closed the right tunnel. He then tore off a bit of his jacket and tossed it in front of the entrance of the right tunnel, hoping to distract the shadow warriors.
As they carried on down the tunnel, Jonny's vision started to blur. The head wound must of been more serious than he thought as he started staggered.
Down the tunnel a bit, Jonny went to seal the door. But as he let go of the wall he was leaning on, he collapsed.
Legionhares Unite!
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Hawk-eye Occultus
ARKOMBlNE
357
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Posted - 2014.09.15 01:12:00 -
[41] - Quote
Intercepted transmission wrote:Soldiers, pilots, immortals, my name is Issac V'aan Kador, captain of the mastodon- class ship Se'terra, its previous owner is Hya'salia herself, absurd as it may seem. My ship is currently 12 or so stargates from your current position, and we are having some trouble avoiding your spacefaring kin.
I'm afraid I must get to the point, the numbers of these assailants has reached over 3 battalions worth of men. Their contacts and their resources are seemingly unlimited according to various contacts in our inner circle, your options are thus limited.
For now I need you all to keep moving, either by flight or by ground, it matters little. I have requisitioned a few dropships, both Myron and Grimsnes class alike not far from your positions, upper dockyard levels 4-D9 I believe that is where mac's infamous rail-road operations have led up to.
Stay alive as long as you can, I will do everything in my power to make sure your extraction is successful.
"Bingo! That's my ride out of here." He muttered to himself.
Rather than join the group of immortals that had gathered aboard the station, Hawkeye had been eavesdropping on their communications traffic for a while from the safety of the local sections of the station maintenance tunnels. Partly because of him not wanting to risk his own safety by being part of an attractive target, but also because any party involved in the escape plan was probably going to spill the beans on the point of extraction.
A warning beep came from his wristcomp, signalling that one of the nearby proximity sensors had been tripped. He got up from the floor and cautiously made his way towards the breach in his perimeter, pistol drawn. The clattering of combat boots against the grilled floor echoed through the halls. They were probably perusing someone down here.
Hawkeye peered round the corner just in time to see someone frantically running down the corridor towards him, although he couldn't make him out in the dim light. The clattering of boots was getting louder by the moment, they too would soon emerge from around the corner.
"Hey you! Over here! Come this way!" He shouted, waving his hand at the fast approaching former-immortal. He reached into his coat and pulled out a device consisting of pair of remote explosives and a flux grenade; crudely attached together by a bundle of multicoloured electrical wire and several rolls of duct tape. He lobbed the explosive down the hall and immediately threw himself backwards onto the ground behind the corner from which he emerged, covering his ears.
The makeshift device exploded in a great thunderous boom, causing part of the corridor to collapse, and almost certainly obliterating the mysterious perusers. Hawkeye got up and dusted off his coat, approaching the man, whose face he could just about make out.
"Jester... Is that you? You lost or something?" He chuckled a little.
AM. A. M. Cogito Ergo Sum! I think, therefore I AM.
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Thal Vadam
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
19
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Posted - 2014.09.15 01:15:00 -
[42] - Quote
As Thal walked down the path, he heard the thud of a human body impacting the floor. He turned around and saw Jonny had fallen unconscious. He sighed, he didn't like deadweight in this situation. He was about to leave Jonny and continue walking until he saw something next to him. A small photograph of a young girl. Thal picked it up and examined it. The girl had a smile on her face, she looked content with life. His thoughts went to his son.
"Desan ,forgive me. If I only was there for you"
He bent down and put the photo in Jonny's pocket. He then picked up Jonny's body and flung it over his shoulder. He continued walking down the path. He whispered to himself
"No man left behind"
"The Enemy has no idea of your true power. Let us show them! Thal to his men during the siege of Huola
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
272
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Posted - 2014.09.15 01:27:00 -
[43] - Quote
Jonny D Buelle wrote:Thal Vadam wrote:Vyzion Eyri wrote:"Alright, we have a little time as we get through this tunnel," Vyzion piped up. "Lets start with some names."
He cleared his throat. "I'm Vyzion. I enjoy dropship piloting, and as you can see from my repair tool here I do a bit of logistics on the field. That's... about it." "My name is Thal Vadam, I'm good with melee. The best at melee." As they walk deeper they come to a fork in the tunnel. Thal turns to Jonny "Which way do we go?" Jonny pointed to the left tunnel with his unburnt hand. 'Down there,' he said as he closed the right tunnel. He then tore off a bit of his jacket and tossed it in front of the entrance of the right tunnel, hoping to distract the shadow warriors. As they carried on down the tunnel, Jonny's vision started to blur. The head wound must of been more serious than he thought. His usually confident walk was slowly replaced with a stagger. His reached out for the wall, hoping to use it as support. Down the tunnel a bit, Jonny went to seal the passage behind him. But as he let go of the wall, he collapsed. The photo of his daughter fell from his pocket as he fell.
She heard it, just as they passed down the left tunnel. When she turned around and saw Jonny on the floor, she felt a sense of dread as she lunged towards him
"Thal, take the others down the dockyards, I'll catch up with you.....Jonny!!!" She said as she knelt beside him. She inspected his body, then came of a photo of Jonny and a little girl hugging each other for the camera. She smiled a bit, then picked it up and slid it into her vest.
" fighting for this long, huh?" Hya'salia said as she pulled out a civilian class nanite injector. She ripped off a small part of her shirt and used it as a tourniquet, for his burned arm. She felt for a vein and stuck the needle inside, releasing the medical nanites to his system directly. in a few seconds the burned portion of his arm slowly but noticeably began to heal, and his pulse stabilized.
Without a second more , she picked him up and held on to him his good arm over her shoulders
" hang on for for a little while longer you crazy bastard". Hya'salia gritted and pushed the buttons to their door. For added measure she rigged an explosive to go off as soon as the left door was breached , and tried to walk Jonny out towards the rest of their group.
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Crownrule
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
18
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Posted - 2014.09.15 01:40:00 -
[44] - Quote
Crownrule could see Jonny being carried to a tunnel and a hand full of enemies converging on him.
"****.....may god bless me and my rifle in my moment of triumph." Crownrule said as he made a small prayer. He left over his cover and began firing shots into the crowd. He took down a score of them before they knew what was happening, crownrule had now just ran out of ammo when he unsheathed his blade.
"May my blade strike as quick as the wind...." Crowneule muttered under his breath as he slashed through two of the enemies andstabbed the third. The fourth one caught crownrules arm and snapped it making a very loud cracking noise. Crownrule let out a yell of pain and flipped around and threw his blade through his enemies skull. He headed toward Jonny and thal when he heard something behind him.
"By His light, and His will"
- The Scriptures, Gheinok the First, 12:32
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Thal Vadam
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
19
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Posted - 2014.09.15 03:16:00 -
[45] - Quote
Thal led the group to the end of the tunnel. He opened the door a crack and examined their surroundings. The port was massive, with hundreds of ships of all shapes and sizes flying in and out. Thal was able to make out their escape ship among the swarm of vessels. It was the closest ship to their location thank god. He scaned the area around the ship, and saw four of the black clad warriors showing the party's pictures to civilians. Thal turned to the rest of the group
"Ok, here is the plan. There are four hostile targets outside. Junko, take Jonny and make sure he gets onboard safely. Me and my squadron will form a protective circle around you to keep you safe."
Thal sighs as he looked at his men. One of them at least was going to die. He knew they would die doing their duty, but it still pained him. He closes his eyes and cocks his combat rifle
"Any questions?"
"The Enemy has no idea of your true power. Let us show them! Thal to his men during the siege of Huola
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Vyzion Eyri
The Southern Legion
Final Resolution.
2399
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Posted - 2014.09.15 09:12:00 -
[46] - Quote
((Going to assume Crownrule was with us in the tunnel fighting off the shadow commandos as they broke through Jonny's seals, despite his post indicating that he is still at the entrance))
Vyzion had been using his repair tool to support the Templar who was fending off the shadowy pursuers with scrambler rifle and blade as they tore down the seals Jonny had erected behind them.
Suddenly, though, a large group of these enemies surged forward through the broken remains of the latest seal, nearly catching up with Junko as she desperately tried to pull her and Jonny out of danger. The Templar beside him leapt up instantly and, with no regard for his own safety, began to tear into the shadow warriors with his scrambler rifle. Instead of backing out when he had to reload he simply took out a lethal, shining sword and continued fighting, yelling prayers all the while.
Vyzion shook his head in disbelief ((irony definitely intended :P)). The things these Amarrians do for their God. These shadow warriors, as Vyzion had decided to call them, were also proficient at melee combat, however, and the pilot winced as one got under the Templar's slashes and proceeded to break his arm, something a repair tool couldn't prevent.
The pilot swallowed hard. Time to get my hands dirty. He dived past the Templar who was staggering away from the enemy and tackled the lead shadow warrior, causing the rest of them to stumble backwards in the narrow confines of the tunnel.
Then he rolled off, punched the warrior in the face to ensure he wouldn't be getting up for a few moments, and tore a scrambler pistol from the belt of a commando with the Templar's blade through his face.
Sprinting back to said Templar, he turned and took aim.
Hunter Junko wrote:For added measure she rigged an explosive to go off as soon as the left door was breached , and tried to walk Jonny out towards the rest of their group.
The pilot's eye found the undetonated RE half-buried in the rubble of the seal. The shadow commandos had apparently used a dual-breaching explosive which released an EMP pulse to negate any electronic traps on the other side. So Vyzion did it the old-school way, and pulled the trigger just as one the shadow warriors were recovering from his tackle.
A bolt of superheated laser-induced plasma ignited the RE immediately, and shook the whole tunnel as it vaporised the commandos standing near it. Vyzion felt the heat blast through his dropsuit. He turned and jogged back to the rest of the group.
Thal Vadam wrote:
"Ok, here is the plan. There are four hostile targets outside. Junko, take Jonny and make sure he gets onboard safely. Me and my squadron will form a protective circle around you to keep you safe."
"Any questions?"
Vyzion nodded and joined Junko and Jonny.
> Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
346
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Posted - 2014.09.15 09:24:00 -
[47] - Quote
Jonny in his unconscious state felt the stabbing of the needle into his arm. The pain was excruciating, yet he could not scream nor could he move.
His mind took him back again, to the last time he saw Jack...
'What the fuck were those things?!' Jack half shouted, half whispered. They had been running for days. They had been smuggled all across New Eden, and their journey was starting to weigh heavily on the two old friends.
Jonny peered out of the cargo crate they were currently in, trying his best not to be noticed. He hadn't slept for days. 'I don't know... I've never seen anything like them.'
'They have to be Jove right?'
'Don't be an idiot! Nobody has seen a Jove in years!'
'Then what are they Jonny?'
Jonny sighed, and looked at the Matari. Jonny had been a soldier for years, and a clone for fewer. He had fought across New Eden in many theatres of war. But he had never encountered a foe like these Shadow Warriors. 'I don't know Jack... I don't know.'
Jonny peeked out of the crate and saw the docks were relatively empty. Across the way he saw the old underground. 'When I say so, we run, and we don't stop until we are at Mac's,' Jonny said. Jack nodded.
'Now!' With that, they burst from the crate and sprinted for the entrance. Halfway there, three shadow warriors emerged and started to open fire on the two.
'Hurry! We are almost there!' Jonny shouted as he wirelessly imported the door code to the tunnel from his wristcomp. The door slowly started closing.
Jonny dived for the entrance and made it. He turned around and saw Jack sprinting as hard as he could.
He was about to make it. That was until a bullet pierced his chest, spraying blood and organ matter across the floor.
'JACK NO,' Jonny shouted, he grabbed his rifle and unloaded every round he has at these shadow warriors. The bullets just bounced off them, not even hindering them.
One of the warriors, with a red mark on his helm, grabbed Jack and forced him on his knees. And Jonny watched on helplessly as his old friend was executed in front of him.
The door sealed shut...
Jonny woke up in the dropship screaming for Jack.
Legionhares Unite!
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Crownrule
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
18
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Posted - 2014.09.15 13:36:00 -
[48] - Quote
Crownrule had set his bone back in his arm back in place once they made it to the ship. He knew he would be useless in a gunfight as he cannot hold up a scrambler rifle.he had checked his sword for any cracks or weak points and thankfully found none. He looked over as Jonny woke up and screamed out "Jack".
"So what are we going to do now?" Crownrule asked everyone in the ship with tired eyes. He felt old and wounded, but still had thepassion of a young amarrian male.
"By His light, and His will"
- The Scriptures, Gheinok the First, 12:32
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Clockwork Jester
Namtar Elite
Gallente Federation
49
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Posted - 2014.09.15 17:22:00 -
[49] - Quote
Hawk wrote:"Hey you! Over here! Come this way!" He shouted, waving his hand at the fast approaching former-immortal.
Noah only had a moment to make a decision, follow a stranger or continue running. He came to the determination that those pursuing him wouldn't bother with attempting to trick him, they probably would have just shot him. Taking a risk he quickly altered his course towards the one waving at him. As he turned the corner he saw a makeshift ball of wires and tape thrown the direction he had come. He could feel the heat and pressure wave of the explosion behind him. It also left a slightly disorienting ringing in his ears.
The collapsed service tunnel would at least by them a few minutes reprieve. As his unknown savior was dusting himself off Noah removed a bolt pistol from the holster on his right thigh. His paranoid mind was seeing everyone as an enemy at the moment. Better to kill his savior than allow them the opportunity to do the same.
Hawk wrote: "Jester... Is that you? You lost or something?" He chuckled a little.
It took a few moments for him to recognize the one speaking to him, the one who had possibly just saved him. A sudden burst of acknowledgement flashed across his eyes, he knew this man. That acknowledgement briefly turned to anger, and the bolt pistol started to spool up. Noah was quickly contemplating shooting Hawk, perhaps more so because he recognized him. The anger dissipated from his eyes as he made the decision to not kill the man who had just assisted him. Given their current situation it was probably a poor decision to kill an ally. He released the trigger and the spooling noise ceased.
GÇ£Hawk...you were one of the last people I expected to run into, small universe. And not lost, just exploring the area without any knowledge of where I am going.GÇ¥
They had only worked together once before. He didnGÇÖt bother to mention the mission, it was something he was going to avoid talking about if he could help it. He holstered the bolt pistol as he was speaking. He wasnGÇÖt about to thank Hawk for the assistance either, in his own mind he kept telling himself that he would have figured something out.
GÇ£You got the same message? You wouldnGÇÖt happen to have a way off this station?GÇ¥
The longer he was on the station the more he regretted his decision to investigate. He was cursing himself for wanting to find answers. |
Hawk-eye Occultus
ARKOMBlNE
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Posted - 2014.09.15 21:08:00 -
[50] - Quote
The large gun pointed at his face was something Hawkeye wasn't quite expecting; especially from someone whose life he very possibly had just saved. The spooling of the bolt pistol seemed to get louder, and faster. He was certain that this was it. Of all the stupid ways he could have gotten himself killed, it was to be through selfless deeds!?
The sound stopped. Deathly silence.
He wasn't dead.
Jester wrote:Hawk... you were one of the last people I expected to run into, small universe... And not lost, just exploring the area without any knowledge of where I am going.
He holstered the bolt pistol as he spoke.
"Nice to see you too. I thought that we were supposed to come here for a civil chat"
Jester wrote:You got the same message? You wouldn't happen to have a way off this station?
"As a matter of fact... I do. I managed to intercept a transmission from our mutual friend's escape pilot. It's a Mastodon transport vessel currently 12 or so jumps from here. It'll be arriving soon, but until then we need to hold out."
He straightened his collar.
"Now, there is some good news, and some bad news... The good news is that they requisitioned some dropships in dockyard 4D-9 to keep us moving; and it's likely the place everyone else will be, at lest for now." He paused.
"The bad news is that whoever's trying to kill us, persistent little radges that they are; now have over 3 battalions worth of men on-board this station. They'll be able to search every nook of this station, hunting us down like rats; so we have to get out these tunnels before we get trapped. Any objections?"
AM. A. M. Cogito Ergo Sum! I think, therefore I AM.
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
273
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Posted - 2014.09.15 21:53:00 -
[51] - Quote
As crownrule and Vyzion were fighting off the shadow commandos, Jonny and Hya'salia trudged along until they reached the exit.
The dockyards. Such a nostalgic place for her once before; bustling with ships of all kinds and sizes, now seemed like another obstacle in this hellish day.
Looking around, she noticed the Myron hidden behind some containers. " yes...finally something is going our way for once." Hya'salia though as she turned to listen in to what Thal said
Thal Vadam wrote:
"Ok, here is the plan. There are four hostile targets outside. Junko, take Jonny and make sure he gets onboard safely. Me and my squadron will form a protective circle around you to keep you safe."
Thal sighs as he looked at his men. One of them at least was going to die. He knew they would die doing their duty, but it still pained him. He closes his eyes and cocks his combat rifle
"Any questions?"
Hya'salia thought of it once over.
" ok, I'll begin the take off sequence to the Myron on your signal. Once I take off, I'll come pick you up. Be sure you can take down those soldiers in that time. " she said as she outstretched a hand towards the Templar.
"if we make it out of this alive, I promise to find sanctuary for everyone, regardless of race, until this is all over, yeah?" Hya'salia said with a serious tone in her voice. She had already thought of such a place, but for now she had two injured soldiers and a whole shitstorm on her way.
((I'll assume we have shaken hands for now))
After the two of them shook hands, Myron hoisted Jonny over her shoulders and motioned for the other two to follow. Behind the containers to her right lay the dropships Isaac had sneaked in for them. Outfitted for mainly defensive based modules, but a decent boon for the survivors as hya'salia entered the myron.
She gently laid him down on a gurney near the back and strapped him onto it, and without a further word went up to the pilots cockpit.
Suddenly she was back in her element at last, the seat and the controls were enticing to activate, but she knew doing so too early would result in their discovery. For now she activated a small layout of the station and zoomed to the dockyards, where she saw Thal and his men prepare for an assault.
" don't get killed just yet, templar" she said softly, as her hand out of memory and constant memorization, slowly reached up to the first of many control panels needed to activate and start up the Myron's engines. |
Thal Vadam
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
19
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Posted - 2014.09.15 23:14:00 -
[52] - Quote
Thal and his squadron pulled up their hoods and hid their weapons under their cloakes. They slowly formed a circle around the dropship. Thal looked around, the shadow men were starting to break formation to search the crowd. Thal broke the formation and approached the closest shadow warrior. He tapped him on the shoulder and said,
"Excuse me sir."
The monster turned around and Thal plunged his blade into the creature's stomach. He clicked the power button on his blade and pulled the sword up, slicing the creature in half. The others turned and rushed at Thal. He threw his hood down and pulled out his combat rifle. He shouted to his men,
"OPEN FIRE!"
The thunder of five combat rifles echoed through the station. The crowd scattered as the two sides engaged. Two of the three monsters were able to dodge the rounds, but one was overwhelmed by the hail of bullets. Thal shouted again
"Crownrule! Vyzion! Get on the Dropship!"
As he said this, he watched in horror as his men were gunned down. They were strong, but not strong enough. One of the shadow men came right at him point blank. Thal grabbed him by the neck and pushed him in front of his comrades rifle fire. That commando went down, and the other stopped firing. He was out of ammo, Thal could tell. They stared at each other for what felt like an eternity. That is, until Thal heard the familiar sound of a Nova-sword being unsheathed. The blade the shadow warrior used wasn't much different from his, except for it was a deep black, while his was golden. To his surprise, the shadow commando spoke,
"The great Thal Vadam deserves a warriors death."
He holds his sword out in a offensive position. Thal said nothing, and the two warriors leapt at each other.
Their blades clashed in a bright explosion of sparks. They broke their clash and started trading blows, both combatants moving almost too fast to see. Slash after slash echoed through the hanger, the two men appearing to be evenly matched. Thal quickly parried an attack and removed the warriors arm. Thal made a subsequent slash across the mans chest. The man looked up at him, he knew it was over. Thal glared at the man,
"The true test of a warrior's skill is not in the strength of his arm, but in the strength of his spirit. You have failed."
Thal bent down
"For Falcon squad!"
Thal flicked the sword and the shadow warriors head flew off. Thal picked up his foes sword and headed back to the dropship. There was no time to secure his squads bodies. He whispered
"Falcons, you bring me great honor, allowing me to serve with you. May you now rest with god, your sacrafice will always be remembered by me."
Thal climbed aboard the dropship with the others.
"Let's get going"
"The Enemy has no idea of your true power. Let us show them! Thal to his men during the siege of Huola
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Clockwork Jester
Namtar Elite
Gallente Federation
49
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Posted - 2014.09.16 00:33:00 -
[53] - Quote
Hawk wrote:"Nice to see you too. I thought that we were supposed to come here for a civil chat"
Jester offered him a half hearted shrug shrug, GÇ£I donGÇÖt know, I think this is pretty civil, at least as far as things usually go.GÇ¥
Hawk wrote:"As a matter of fact... I do. I managed to intercept a transmission from our mutual friend's escape pilot. It's a Mastodon transport vessel currently 12 or so jumps from here. It'll be arriving soon, but until then we need to hold out."
He straightened his collar.
"Now, there is some good news, and some bad news... The good news is that they requisitioned some dropships in dockyard 4D-9 to keep us moving; and it's likely the place everyone else will be, at lest for now." He paused.
"The bad news is that whoever's trying to kill us, persistent little radges that they are; now have over 3 battalions worth of men on-board this station. They'll be able to search every nook of this station, hunting us down like rats; so we have to get out these tunnels before we get trapped. Any objections?"
Noah was glad to hear that he had a way off the station, the time before extraction was going to be an issue though. If the numbers Hawk had gathered were accurate then that was a little bit more than bad news. The mention of using a dropship to continue moving did not sit well with him. He had watched as the previous ship was taken down rather quickly.
Jester leaned his tired body against the wall, relieving his legs of supporting the majority of his own weight. He was tired, and starting to get hungry again. The talk of being hunted like rats made him think of mice running around a maze. The only difference was that in the end the mouse was rewarded with cheese in the end.
GÇ£That doesnGÇÖt sound so bad, aside from the massive amount of highly trained and organized killers looking for us, and the lack of an immediate way out...and the loss of our immortalityGǪ and the likelihood that we are all probably going to die a horrible and gruesome death...GÇ¥
As his voice drifted off so did his attention, and his face formed into a concerned grimace. GÇ£Well, could be worse I suppose.GÇ¥ He waved his hand like he was brushing an invisible fly out of the way. The grimace turned into a crooked grin.
The soldier was wondering if the two of them could even get to the dropship in time. Given their luck they would probably get there just as it was taking off, and the two of them would be left to fend for themselves again. Jester quickly decided that worrying was useless, and at the moment a wonderful waste of time. Using his elbows he pushed himself off of the wall and turned down the hall.
GÇ£No objections Hawk, now lets go find our cheese,GÇ¥ He started walking down the hall with absolutely no idea where he was supposed to be heading, but he wasnGÇÖt about to admit it. |
Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
348
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Posted - 2014.09.16 01:10:00 -
[54] - Quote
It took Jonny a moment to realized what happened. He looked around the dropship and saw Junko peeping the dropship for take off.
He slowly stood up, and tested his arm. It was still a bit stiff, but he could still use it.
That's when Thal and his templars engaged the shadow warriors. He watched with awe and respect as the brave soldiers fought valiantly against the shadow warriors.
As Thal headed back to the dropship after dispatching his foe, Jonny quickly jumped on the turret. Had he been in his dropsuit, the controls would have felt more natural.
However, he made due as he open fired on the remaining shadow warriors, spewing insults at them so obscene, they were best left unrepeated.
Legionhares Unite!
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Vyzion Eyri
The Southern Legion
Final Resolution.
2404
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Posted - 2014.09.16 07:25:00 -
[55] - Quote
Vyzion's head swirled; everything was moving so fast. Shapes were blurring in his vision, death cries and rifle shots melded to become a torrential rush in his ears.
He was sitting in the dropship watching the Amarrians fight the shadow warriors blankly, swaying slightly from side to side. His hands were shaking and he realised the adrenaline of the past few days, fueled by the age-old fight or flight mechanism of the human body, was running low. The Gallentean was dead tired, and under his pilot dropsuit's helmet, his eyes were glazed and bloodshot.
He rested a hand on the dirty floor of the dropship, feeling the hum of the engines. Breathe. Blinking, he looked back out. Thal's Amarrian troops were arrayed around the dropship, and a thick black swath of shadow warriors lay around them. They had fought well, and had died a death many warriors would've been happy to die.
Crownrule wrote:"So what are we going to do now?" Crownrule asked everyone in the ship with tired eyes.
Vyzion turned to the Templar has he clambered aboard.
"Firstly, mate, could I grab your name? It's been a shitstorm since we've met, and I still haven't gotten the opportunity to ask."
As he awaited a reply, Vyzion glanced back at his hands. They had stopped shaking. Where he had rested one of them against the floor, though, in the layer of dust and caked mud from boots of infantry long ago, he had unconsciously scribbled: 514. The pilot shivered.
> Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
273
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Posted - 2014.09.16 14:02:00 -
[56] - Quote
It felt like an eternity as she slowly watched the feed from the dropships camera drone. A few times she almost started the engines, but when she faintly heard the sounds of combat rifles thundering in the distance, cutting most of the shadow warriors down, her hand flicked the first switch.
'fuel compression modules activated, fusion reactors are online, radiator online, wait gotta start up the capacitor. Dry thrust or vector thrust? Damn, tight area is making the air stagnate. Dry thrust it is. Fuel reached the engines, damn oxygen isn't mixing well with fuel, wait for it. Cap charges at 75%, no time to use defensive modules. Turrets are still offli... Wait they just came on, LADAR is online , two other signatures. Immortal? Hopefully one of ours. Ok, green across the board; spark it'
These seemingly limitless thoughts dissipated when the Myron's engines roared to life as Hya'salia wasted no effort in optimizing the oxygen, fuel mixture, and soon enough the Myron was slightly hovering by its own thrusters.
As soon as Thal was onboard, she whispered a small prayer
N'yt Dy'ohas Atho Wynarii, 'Guide us into paradise' and pushed the power to full, as soon as the drop ship cleared, she could hear Jonny using the turrets all while spewing alot of profanities in languages she both knew and those she didn't.
But now wasn't the time to ask him to stop, tilting it slight y, the Myron took off at full speed heading towards the swarm of neutral ships passing by when she heard a ping on her wristcomp.
Quote: docking bay 12, section A.
Godspeed Hya'salia,
-issac
The se'terra is here. She thought as the deftly avoided ships, cruisers and frigates going about. Turning the corner of an amarrian prorator-class blockade-runner, a mastodon-class transport ship could be seen as she veered towards the portside cargo bay.
The thing was enormous by normal standards, large enough to haul millions in cargo, with its modifications making also stealthy, courtesy of her father who originally commissioned the ship.
She at first doubted its existence, but she knew its telltale Thukker origins with a small script on the portside main, the words Se'terra emblazioned in white, just as she knew it would be.
They were finally getting out of here
" we are almost there boys, get ready to disembark in 10" she shouted onto the cargo bay receiver as she kept her eye on her ship, all other distractions she either took care of or never bothered to acknowledge...
*****
" sir, we have arrived at our destination", the navigational officer inquired as the final preparations were made. The person the officer was talking to was an Amarrian man in his early thirties. His robes were of his empire's design, though inside he could no longer consider himself an Amarrian no longer. He had a job to do as he turned to the main display, seeing a Myron class dripship on a approach vector.
' about time, hya'salia' he thought as he pressed the intercom to the entire ship.
" all hands on deck, survivors are arriving, open the portside cargo bay, prepare pave-medics and engineers , prepare to refit the drop ship to offensive specifications" as soon as Isaac finished his message, he shouted to the bridge " Prepare to take off!!" he commanded, as he got up and turned to the elevator, his robes steadily flowing behind him. |
sir RAVEN WING
Death Dea1ers
13
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Posted - 2014.09.17 04:05:00 -
[57] - Quote
The group had not noticed the man in a pitch black dropsuit staring at them. The figure was sitting in a seat beside Vyzion.
"Hand me the rail rifle beside you." the figure spoke in a tone that many of the occupants of the room would have found familiar, sadly not this one. "I'm Raven by the way." Raven went for the rifle himself. ((sorry for short post, I am still not sure if I should've jumped in atm))
Creative with guns
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Jonny D Buelle
Mors Effera
348
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Posted - 2014.09.17 07:40:00 -
[58] - Quote
Jonny's anger cooled as he lost sight of the shadow warriors. He swore the marked one was among them. He had hoped to see that bastard again.
As the dropship docked into the cargobay of the massive ship, he looked around and found that he was quite impressed. Then again, Matari ingenuity (Thukker specifically) always impressed him.
Still looks like a bunch of duct tape and rust, he thought, smiling to himself.
He took out his packet of smokes and lit one up. It was his last one. He looked right at Junko and said, 'Any place to get some fine Matari ale on this ship?'
Legionhares Unite!
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Vyzion Eyri
The Southern Legion
Final Resolution.
2411
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Posted - 2014.09.17 09:08:00 -
[59] - Quote
Vyzion turned at the sound of the voice and squealed louder than the girl he had picked up from a 'pub' back on Luminaire, near the Crystal Boulevard.
Sitting next to him was a mercenary dressed almost exactly like the shadow warriors they had been trying to escape.
"Who... who in the name of Empress Jamyl's hairy- oops, sorry Templars. Who the hell are you and why are you reaching for that rifle?"
His panic made him miss everything except the final thing the black-dropsuited guy said:
sir RAVEN WING wrote:I'm Raven by the way.
"Oh. Nice to meet you Raven, I'm Vyzion. Glad you actually introduce yourself, unlike SOMEONE."
-death stare at Templar that cannot be named because Vyzion in-character does not know his name yet-
((CROWNRULE PLEASE))
> Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
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Crownrule
Praetoriani Classiarii Templares
Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris
18
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Posted - 2014.09.17 13:10:00 -
[60] - Quote
Vyzion Eyri wrote:Vyzion's head swirled; everything was moving so fast. Shapes were blurring in his vision, death cries and rifle shots melded to become a torrential rush in his ears.
He was sitting in the dropship watching the Amarrians fight the shadow warriors blankly, swaying slightly from side to side. His hands were shaking and he realised the adrenaline of the past few days, fueled by the age-old fight or flight mechanism of the human body, was running low. The Gallentean was dead tired, and under his pilot dropsuit's helmet, his eyes were glazed and bloodshot.
He rested a hand on the dirty floor of the dropship, feeling the hum of the engines. Breathe. Blinking, he looked back out. Thal's Amarrian troops were arrayed around the dropship, and a thick black swath of shadow warriors lay around them. They had fought well, and had died a death many warriors would've been happy to die.
[quote=Crownrule]"So what are we going to do now?" Crownrule asked everyone in the ship with tired eyes.[/q/]
Vyzion turned to the Templar has he clambered aboard.
"Firstly, mate, could I grab your name? It's been a shitstorm since we've met, and I still haven't gotten the opportunity to ask."
As he awaited a reply, Vyzion glanced back at his hands. They had stopped shaking. Where he had rested one of them against the floor, though, in the layer of dust and caked mud from boots of infantry long ago, he had unconsciously scribbled: 514. The pilot shivered.
"My name is crownrule, I have fought with thal and trained with him as my master, may I have the honor of your name?" Crownrule asks extending his hand toward his new ally
"By His light, and His will"
- The Scriptures, Gheinok the First, 12:32
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