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Flint nodded. "That's the last of 'em. Let's get out of here!" she said, running out into the hall and down the corridor.

"Wait... is that suspicious to anyone else?" Flint said, stopping. "They haven't attacked. Surely they know we're here..." she thought for a second. She shrugged, thinking that surely it was a good thing as she continued down the hall.

"Alright, keep the COM chatter low. I dont want anybody ahead or behind unless I tell you too. And If you do, you better hope I dont see you. Get serious Spartans, let's move." Spark backed against the corridor walls and checked everyone as they passed. She technically wasn't the group leader, but she was the oldest. In the military, "oldest goes first".
The last person in line passed and she filled in behind; looking back to make sure they weren't being followed.

((OK, now, anybody can start anything. So you gotta feeling, go for it.))

Flint watched as Damion smacked against the wall. She turned on her COM channel even if Spark didn't want her to. "Spartans, take 'em out," she whispered, dashing up to the brutes. ((Anyone got any bright ideas? Somebody?!))

Damion stood up and shook it off temporarily. He pulled out his combat knife and jumped on the second. He stabbed it multiple times in the gut before getting it in the head. It knocked him off and pulled the knife out of it's head before dying. Damion tried to get up but found himself in to much pain. His self-diagnostics told him nothing was broken. But he was very badly bruised, and some paint was scratched off of his armor.

"Yeah, but if you try to pull anything like that again, you're probably going to be down there with them. Now, lets..." Spark stopped, mid sentence, and looked down the hall. Hundreds of Brutes, armed, were studying the landing pad. She turned back around to face the others. "Lets move recon, Spartans. Down the corridor, and to the left is heading you towards a control room. Keep the COMs off; they can track those. Tell me when you've taken over the control room. I'll meet you guys there. I've got a landing pad to blow. And when you get there, Flint, I need you to get inside of the secondary frame; they're going to put this place on lock down and we need someway to get through those corridors. Now, move!"

Spark backed away from the door frame and it closed. she flipped to the side; back against the wall. As soon as everybody rounded the corner, she waited. The footsteps were getting louder and a swarm of red dots started to close in on her HUD. She could see just far enough on her HUD to see if they made it to the control room. Almost there. then the door opened. they didnt walk in yet. Everybody made it into the control room, though. And she couldnt take any chances with the Brutes; so she blew it. The force of the blow shot everyone towards her and through the open door. It knocked Spark over but it didnt make her fall. She got up and looked past the door; empty. Then ran towards the control room. The door would be locked, so she hoped Flint hacked into the system already.

"I blew the place up! What do you think I did? we'll just have to call for a pick-up. but now we have to move. they'll be locking sown soon...you got into the system?" Spark asked heading everybody out of the room and into the corridor.