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She connected her head piece, "Officer Tessa, you have a female civilian on the south side of your current location a little two comfortable with attracting monsters. We need you to bring her and the male one in asap before they find you. She disconnected and took the guns they looked great much better maybe she would be able to actually shoot them sometime in the near future. "Thanks, Rook" she said smiling a small smile and putting them in her thigh gun holsters. She usually had them in her bag under the bed but she wanted to look professional since Commander Shields was there.

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Rio found herself awake. Speed two.

Rio only felt like she had two speeds, awake and asleep. Not that she didn't get tired, she just liked to think of herself that way. Made her feel more professional. Her eyes flitted open and she rolled sloppily out of her bed, then, looking around, and realizing that no one was there to witness this, she simply sat up and put her bed back into place.

Grabbing her clothes from beside the bed, she quickly threw on whatever might protect her from the things outside, but still allowed her to move lightly. Skirt, kneepads, jacket. It was still a bit cold to her. She then began assembling and holstering her weapons. First the revolver, sliding comfortably into its holster at her waist. She never felt like using a pistol, she felt as though the power of the revolver and being accurate were way more important than the ability to fire 15 shots consecutively. Plus, it was from Russia. She couldn't help but love it.

Then the SCAR. Enough rounds to sustain her for a while, and the scope made it so she could even get targets that were normally out of range, though she was no match for Tessa, she still tried her best. She loaded it with a double-sided clip, taped together so she could quickly reload if she needed to, and spun the silencer on the end. If she needed to be quiet, she could be.

Finally, the knife, which was attached to the pack that she slung over her shoulders, and she was off to report to the commander. She briskly marched to the room glowing with monitors, hearing conversation, and saluted sharply. "Commander! Rio Butler reporting!" She paused for a second, slightly embarrassed. "...I'm up."

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The man pulled his gun out, and without thought, Tessa had her PS90 trained on his chest. She had to use a lot of will to resist the instinct to fire, more so whenever he put a round into the vehicle. "You dumb ******** s**t!" Tessa screamed, marching towards him. She wasn't angry, no. Her tone almost dripped with a sarcastic venom. Whenever she got close to him, she hesitated. Sure, she heard his questions, but she also heard her techy telling her things. Tessa quickly looked up, spotting the drone(Not an easy task), and aimed at it. It was a thing with Snipers, they didn't like drones. They didn't like anything that could see them. Or watch them. Or stalk them. It was a thing. Tessa sighed, looking back down at the man. "Military. The name is Tessa, you can call me hero, savior, or Jesus Christ."

Tessa did not have perfect hearing, but she did have nigh on incredible eye sight. From across the parking garage's top tier, Tessa saw the hand of a reaver as it climbed its merry little a** up. She dropped to a knee, aimed in, and fired one round into the thing's head before it even got its neck above the railing. Tessa turned, checking her a**, and saw two coming up the ramp, and another climbing up from the side. Tessa noticed a 'sploder behind the two coming up the ramp. As she lined up her shot, she said, her mic turned on, "A man wearing Ceram-Wrap pants walks into a Psych's office. The Psych says, don't say anything, I can clearly see you're nuts."And with that, she fired one round into the 'sploder's stomach, which ruptured and exploded in a loud boom. The shrapnel in it killed the three reavers, and cleared the path to the fire escape. Tessa briefly turned to the man, "Follow, or die."

With that, the scout hauled a**. She vaulted the rail of the parking garage, gracefully slamming against and snapping off the rail of the fire escape. The jump was not far, though the two story fall could be quite damaging. Tessa knew the man could make the jump, if he ran at it, so she wasted no time waiting. Either the man would follow, or he would stay behind, and die.

Tessa swiftly made her way up the fire escape. As soon as she got to the roof, she saw two reavers beside it... warming themselves? She hoped the drone was still above and watching, seeing that these grey skinned, mindless monsters were sitting by the fire. It was not a mindless wandering like she had always seen, them half-heartedly exploring as they blindly moved to no where. These reavers sat, looking into the fire as if it were their god. It only took them a few moments to notice her, sadly. They both jumped up and charged. Tessa fired two, three shots from the hip, missing. She grabbed the first run to the ladded of the fire escape, and through herself down, using the ladder to keep from falling. She swung 'round, slamming against the brick wall, as the two reavers dived from the rooftop after her, falling and splattering against the concrete of the parking garage, where... A golem was. How did it get there so fast if the only one's the drone had spotted were a mile away? It must have been napping in the garage. It made a loud huff, an acknowledgement that was distinct, and terrifying. It had spotted Tessa, and wanted her.

Tessa climbed back onto the roof, and heard the new update, about the other civilian.
"This is just my day." She said to herself. Tessa ran into the greenhouse, and dragged one of the large, very long wooden tables out. She slid it over the gap seperating that building, and the building to the south. She could have jumped it, but doubted the survivor could. SHe hoped he had her a**, because the rooftops were small, and she feared she couldn't kill any reavers that made their way up there. Oh, God, she hoped no Golems, or 'sploders, came with them.

Tessa crossed the bridge, slid over a ventilation unit on the new roof, climbed the wall to get to the connected apartments, which were half a story higher, and then ran to the edge, jumping into the prone position with her PS90 at the ready. She had eyes on the civilian with a loud mouth. She scanned the street. Down the ways, opposite the hospital, two golems. One was farther down, the other making its way out of the garage. They were flanked by the smaller grey bastards, which were slowly pouring out of the buildings, allies, and any other hidey-hole the bastards could find. Tessa fired a shot into one that had spotted, and was charging the girl, then screamed out,
"Girl, RUN! Get to the hospital up the street!" The closer golem made it sound again, and Tessa cringed. She knew it was bad to hope it was the girl the golem wanted, but that was all Tessa could hope for. She knew her Barrett might take the beast down, since it was basically a tank, and that's what Barretts were made to kill, but the sound from that thing would bring a corner of the city in to kill her, and her alone.

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Where? Running like a little b***h!


"Huh?" Elaine haulted her rantings and snapped into reality. She didn't bother to turn around to see what was coming at her, the roar was enough."Well s**t!" She managed to squeak out before running in a full in sprint toward the hospital, as told.

If there was any place Elaine avoided, it was leaving people for her own health, and hospitals. She had learned that in the world she grew up in, hospitals her safe. In this world, they were as close as you could get to hell itself. It'd be crawling with those "Greys". But hey, Atleast her plan worked. Her mind and heart raced in sync, as she began to format plans in her mind, and taking note of how she had forgotten the corpse she was carrying around. It was wise to study these things, figure out what made them tick, and how to really kill them.

Halfway to "home base" she could hear the grunts and stomping of the golem behind her. "Big and ugly mother ********, aren't you?" She amused herself with her thoughts, but still ran and trembled in fear. The thought of leaving that voice that saved her behind haunted her. Elaine couldn't live knowing she'd let some poor b*****d die out there, let alone the only poor b*****d she's seen in what's felt like a lifetime. There were many options she could make; let her die and live, or die and let her live, or neither work. She gulped and summoned what strength she had and turned on her heel, through her crowbar at the golem, and kept running.

Oh my god, what a lucky shot.

She heard the thing gargle and it's stomping charge fad into the backround. She had knocked it off it's feet, or killed it. She didn't know or care, but it was good enough. She turned corner and ran back to where she came, a slightly different route, however. One golem she noted went at the other girl from before, apparently, and Elaine was having absolutely none of that. She sprinted harder, ignoring her screaming dancers legs and charged at that big ugly mother ********. She could see the girl in her sights, she had a gun, a big one at that. Elaine's logic was that if she could get the golem to charge her instead of the armed girl, the girl could take it while it was distracted.

Now, that's if it doesn't eat Elaine. But ifs are ok in her book. As long as there were chances, it was cool.

"HEY!! OVER HERE MOTHER ********. I KICKED YOUR FRIENDS a**, HOW DO YOU FEEL?!!" She even added the nice touch of beltiing bricks at it, a nice touch. The moment it processed she was the closer target, it went at her. Roaring it's monstrous roar and charged. She began to sprint around, avoiding some other reavers and beings in her laps. Her legs were killing her, but if this worked, hey, maybe she'd get something to eat.』

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Jane Shields
Commandor Shields of Onyx Team

The voice of their most recent member cooed into her ear. Jane looked to her and crossed her arms. Her eye brow raised and a slight grin came upon her face. Rio still had a bit of growing up to do, prehaps this whole thing would help her do that. A good kid overall, but a bit clumsy and could pose a risk to herself. "At ease, Private...Go fix yourself something to eat and drink, we're going to have a rough day on our hands." She ordered, god knew when the next time they were going to eat. Her attention was soon brought to the screens, Tessa was coming under some major heat here and it looked..Damn, Novas and Golems were coming in. Jane's face grew stern as she slid past Rio. "Bulter, stay here with the others....Going to give these sunfa-bitches my welcome to Erie gift basket..." Jane said, storming down the hall, till she took the boards of the door and headed outside. Her combats boots thudded against the pavement, catching the attention of the two Golems, one of which had just come to the party through an allie after smelling the blood of the other Golem that took a crowbar to the face, turning their distorted looking heads tward her. When she was close enough, to further their attention, Jane picked up a piece of detatched concrete and tossed it at one of the beasts, angering it. The two began charging at the Commandor, and what did she do? Jane began charging at the two Golems, pulling the Prowler Assault rilfe from her back. The one on the right lunged at her, only for Jane to fall back and slide under the monster, against the pavement. She filled it's underside full of hot lead and it crash landed, inky blood oozing from the corpse.

Jane quickly got up to face the other Golem, it stood it's ground, looking right at Jane. It was still for a moment before charging and lunging like the other, but Jane merely ducked and the hound went flying into the front windshield of a car, its head stick within. She walked up to it and fired a few burst shots into the neck before it stopped struggling and it's body went limp. She reloaded and began to open fire on the swarms of Reavers and spotted Novas, she knew the blonde was trying to do the right thing but she was going to get herself killed out here. Jane knew what she was doing, the force saw her and an open target and easier to catch than the others, thus began wildly running at her while she popped off rounds into the mass and lead them away from both the street and Hospital as best as she could, till she rounded a building and out of sight of her team. The uglies followed, some filled with bullets and others leaping over their fallen to get at the Commandor.
"Robertson, make sure those two get out of here and to the Hospital! I've got these things attention, don't worry about them." She spoke over the comm system she could tap over her earpiece.

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Where? Getting ready to fall over from fatigue, but still running like a b***h.


『Elaine stumbled a little in her joy knowing it worked. Mostly. Now that was mostly resolved, she aimed her sprint to the hospital again, running like a like a little b***h. She ripped the crowbar out of the dead golem she had killed before, and sprinted on. She heard some Reavers chasing her, as well as Novas, and ran a little faster. She had learned most reavers tended to be faster than their counterparts, the lightweights of the groups. While Golems passed as heavy class, and Nova's suicide troops. Elaine always took notice to the little things these creatures would do, as it's the only reason she could pull off these kinds of suicide runs and not get mauled to death.

In an attempt to make navigation of the hospital easier, Elaine snatched up a brick and tossed it behind her, hitting a Nove just hard enough to set off its "charge". She ducked into the building before it could do her any damage, as the explosion killed the other reavers around it and set off the remaining Nova's also.

Silence was her award for her "heroic" acts, which she knows could've gotten her killed. But hey, she's alive, right? As long as she could talk about it and be made fun of, she was ok with it. As long as she loved to speak of it, it was alright. She quietly snuck into an already barricaded hospital room, but obviously was cleared out. She leaned against a wall and sat down, rested her head against the wall and tried to calm her breathing.

She was safe, for now.』

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Tessa watched the girl start to run and smiled, starting to get up. She saw the woman throw a crowbar at the Golem, which took the metal tool to the face, dropped, rolled, and lay still. The civvy dodged some reavers, and then ducked in an alley way. Tessa turned to the man, and gestured in the direction of the hospital. It was an obvious command, and she had the look of authority on her face. She wanted the man to go to the hospital. The building were easy enough to navigate, and they got shorter closer to the lake, and the hospital. The man should have no trouble getting there, getting to street level, and then getting inside. Tessa, on the other hand, was going to lure these ******** away from the area, get them going in a direction that wasn't the rest of her team, the rest of the survivors.

Tessa panned the street, mentally noting all the creatures. The reavers were mostly lost, but some had noticed her, and were climbing the building. They weren't excellent at scaling buildings, but wherever there were exposed pipes or ladders, they found their way up. She wouldn't wait on them to greet her. Tessa began moving, whenever she heard the woman screaming, attracting the attention of the other golem. The beast, the fleshy tank, moved towards her. It wasn't the fastest thing in the world, sure, but everyone feared them for a reason, and this civvy grew some balls and lost her fear. Tessa took a knee, aiming down the scope of her PS90, and fired off two shots. She saw them hit the golem in the face, saw a green substance ooze from the two holes and into its green eyes. But it kept going, shaking the ground with its every step. Tessa pressed the button, turning on her mic,
"She kills one with a thrown crow bar, and I can't with a gun. Mother..." The first golem roared, getting back up, the crowbar sticking halfway from its forehead. For whatever reason, it decided to take a quick nap after it got a crowbar stuck in it, and whats worse, it was now on the other side of the girl. Meaning the girl had two Golems on her, on either side.

"What a shitstorm." Tessa said into her mic. She never asked for backup, ever. Her job required she act on her own, be independent. However, she knew her team was probably observing her, and in the back of her mind, she hoped for help. Maybe a dive-bombing drone, at the least. She pulled out her Barret, grimacing as she did. The heavy weapon simply was not accurate unless prone, so she dropped to her stomach, peering over the side of the building with the large rifle. She aimed at the golem with the crowbar.

She set the crosshairs on it.

One breath.

Two breath.

And then out came Jane, like some divine intervention. Again. Jane was magical like that, it seemed. Anytime things seemed pale for Tessa, the woman popped up. A pang of respect formed in Tessa's pounding, heaving chest.

Tessa was up, her Barret at her back, and was running. Over one rooftop, then another. She hopped down onto a balcony, crossing the gap of an alley onto a shorter rooftop. Tes crossed it, then hopped down onto the cover of a business. It was made of cloth, ripped, and she hit the ground with a thud. She had the sense to roll, so her ankles were safe, but rubble scratched and cut her. She groaned, getting to her feet. Her heart was pounding, and on tired legs, she started sprinting down the street, towards the hospital. Tessa saw her commander drawing them away, but wasn't stupid. Even if Jane lost them, they would be gathered close by. That meant the hospital was safe no longer.

Tessa sprinted past where the female was hiding, and ran into the hospital. She didn't bother opening the door, and instead just kicked it in, barging down the short hallway. Whenever she came upon Onyx team, who prefered being between the entrance and the civilians, and looked at them. She was sweating, panting, her chest heaving, her lungs burning, her muscles screaming.
"We... need to... leave... Everyone, out..." Tessa's position, her rank, were often meaningless to her. She was a scout, a sniper, and a woman. That was all. The fact that she was using her rank, giving orders, forcing the chain of command like typical military men and women, meant something. She didn't have to say now. She didn't have to use a forceful tone or pull rank. The look in her eyes said do it now, there is no other option.



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"'Cor." Rio had busied herself to wincing down black coffee, something she had never been accustomed to, but was trying to get into. It seemed like the rest of the squad was doing it, and lord knows they were still alive, kicking, and in fine shape. That and powdered eggs were her wake-up call, as she glanced over Amelia's shoulder, peering at the action going on on the monitors. Despite her short time in the squad, she did know that both the Commander and Tessa were more than capable out in the field, even though there was a guilty pang in her chest that she wasn't out there with them right now. This guilt fueled her eating, wolfing down the breakfast she had made for herself, watching the encroaching monsters on the monitors. She wouldn't do anything the commander hadn't ordered, but she would fire if she had to. She patted Amelia's shoulder, and quickly began her ascent to the sniping position, flipping open her scope and checking her weapon as she did so, taking a knee and peering through, watching the action carefully going on down below.

The monsters would soon be led away, with any luck, and she wouldn't have to fire any shots. Her silencer would be able to stop most of the noise from carrying and not bring their position to anything's attention. She would just wait, until one got too close, and then she could take them out. She had never been great at checking wind and zoom, so her issue was still primarily with distance. Plus, she wouldn't want to hit any of her teammates. However, if they were close enough, she knew she could fire without fear.

Well, s**t. A breathy voice telling her to move as she turned and saw Tes enter the room and she understood. Things were probably a lot worse on the street than she could see from her hidey hole up here. She quickly re-shouldered her weapon and descended back down to the main area of the hospital, looking to regroup with her team.

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James Pikens slid the ladder from one roof to the hospital making a bridge between the two buildings. He quickly moved across the ladder and made his way to the door on the roof. He moved the rock he had left to keep the door propped open and began to head downstairs. He checked his M-9 as he walked down the stairs and removed the silencer from the barre and cleaned off the goo of the slide. Four Reavers had to be put down. He has wished to remain in the shadows all night but at a few points he had no choice. He had enough trouble trying to avoid the rest of his team, and the drones that those things just made it worse. Wiping the thermopaint off his face and neck, he opened the door to the makeshift dinning facility. Although he had been in much worse in the FOBs in Iraq and Afghanistan this one was at least in a hardened structure. He grabbed a ranger bar and filled his camelbak up with water. He figured they would need his help sometime soon, but no sleep for 6 nights straight was taking its toll on him.

He was being stretched between supporting his team, and finding his wife. When the base was overrun he didn't know if she got out or if she was still out there and he needed evidence either way. He ate the ranger bar and took a few draws of water from his camelbak as he walked into the command center seeing his Staff Sergeant Santango. She seemed a little more on edge than normal so something must be popping off. Santango was a good tech expert but she wasn't much of a fighter, but he still respected her. He respected everyone on the team, but he knew if they didn't have her the whole team would be blind. He silently walked up behind and looked at the monitor. He knew she hadn't heard him walk up, he often had a problem with moving too quietly to be noticed. It was a gift in the battlefield but a curse in his social and work life. Being 6'4 (193cm) tall and around 235 pounds(106.81kg), it was strange he was able to melt the backdrop. Pikens had many officers and First Sergeants tell him that he needed to wear a bell or stomp his boots when he entered a room.


"Staff Sergeant, what is the situation? Does anyone need back-up or an exit?"

Before the Staff Sergeant could respond he overheard shouting from the next room over. He walked into the room to see Warrent Officer Robertson. He stood at attention and asked,
"Ma'am what do you need me to do?"

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Mason Cross
Mood:Angry, shocked, and hopeful.
Location: Hospital.


Mason had to keep himself with from retorting to the womans comments. Ok so what. He did a bad thing, but the car was just so annoying. He watched her carefully, and he did hear someone else yelling or something. Which puzzled him. Who would just yell at the creatures? He snapped himself back to reality when the sniper had said to fallow or die. Well of course he would fallow, and he did. Just not with as much grace. he was almost amazed at her speed and precision. Then again she was a military type and it must have been common. He didn't have to much trouble fallowing her, although he was a little clumsy at it. All the jumping about and running then jumping some more. Dodging. Shooting. Well he didn't shoot. He was quite well aware that if he let her take care of the things, he wouldn't have to worry about wasting his own precious ammo for now.

He had caught sight of the other girl, who seemed quite brave, or stupid. He could care less. finally when they had stopped, he took a moment to catch his breath, he was not used to this quite yet, although he figured he will be eventually. When she had nodded to the hospital, he assessed his best route. Straight to the ground and a full on run. Yep. best bet. He flung himself over the edge of the building and latched onto a pipe. He pulled out his black magnum, just in case. He had forgotten to reload the silver one, which only had two shots left, thanks to yesterdays annoyances. He released his grip and fell, and then grabbed on again. It was like rock climbing, just with out a rope to support you. He saw a reaver climbing up his pole, and with one final let go, he dropped down, and implanted his combat boots into the Reavers face, taking it down to the ground with him. Once hitting the ground, he rolled off the Reavers motionless body.

With out hesitation, he bolted in the direction of the hospital. Why couldn't he have just went back to sleep? this is exactly why he hated mornings. His eyes snapped to a set of three reavers blocking his progress. With a scowl, he raised his slender black colt and fire three precise rounds, but to the untrained ear, it sounded as if it were a single shot. He ran past the now floored Reavers and kept his pace up. He was almost there. So close. He had caught sight of yet another woman, standing outside. She had take on a couple of golems. Obviously this new woman had all the authority. Common sense said he should stay outside to help, but no. He was tired, and he needed to reload. So he flew past the doors and fell into a roll. He had landed, and flung himself against a wall, instantly turned toward the entrance, and quickly reloaded both his magnums. They held more power at close range, so he decided he would protect the door until everyone was back inside."s**t..I hate mornings!"
He saw the other girl who had been told to come here, and was about to comment on her bravery, or was it stupidity, when the sniper had come in and went about barking orders. He fallowed silently, not wanting to sound stupid or say anything to anger them. Instead, he checked over his magnums and listened intently. This was quite the small operation apparently.


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Where? Snooping around and listening in conversation..


『Elaine heard the woman sprint by, followed by the door kicked down. For a second, she assumed it was a Grey chasing her, but the panting sounded to human. Elaine quietly crawled out of her hiding place with her weapon of choice and glued herself to the wall, slowly making her way over to the rest the group.

She made no plans to move into the room and interfer, but only listen to what they were to discuss in planning. She'd rather not make herself known, a civvy like her had no place, and these guys seemed legit. She waited for them to speak, curiously wondering what they planned to do.』
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