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 Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2011 1:17 pm
"Command, this is Persephone. I need everything you have on this Saul guy, and I need it now."
Most of the operators were used to her bluntness by now, and so they weren't surprised by her rather rude transmission.
"Just a moment, let me pull him up for you, and I'll send it your way, alright?"
Persephone had barely settled in to wait for the upload to finish when another transmission started coming through-- nothing but sounds of a fight.
"s**t," she muttered, and leapt to her feet, taking off down the hallways again until she found him being used as a jungle gym/punching bag by a bunch of mutated children. She pulled out a laser pistol and opened fire, knowing that the weapon would take out the children while barely even scratching his armor, firing with a high level of speed and accuracy.
Once she had cleared enough of the children away for him to fight his way back to his feet, she moved forward, tossing aside her pistol in exchange for a plasma gun that would do more damage, resisting the urge to make a scathing remark about how she couldn't leave him alone.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 1:52 pm
Saul
||+||Class:Imperial Scout||+||Height: 6 Feet||+||Weight:210 lbs||+||Age:40||+||Hair:None||+||Eyes:Blue ||+||
With everything I loved gone...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  Saul fought his way free of the mutants before the idiot girl fired the plasma weapon, using every bit of dirty fighting he had learned in both Rebel and Imperial training classes. He finally managed to get a pair of knives out, and finished the fight with vicious close-in knife play. He pulled himself to his feet, and snatched the weapon from her, throwing it into a vacant room. He nearly shook with rage. "You dare to aim a plasma weapon at me at that range? It would have vaporized chunks out of me! Didn't they teach you a damn thing in combat training?" He didn't bother to wait for an answer before viciously backhanding her, sending her sprawling against the wall. He knelt down, and pulled a tiny semi-auto pistol, one of several backup guns he carried, from an ankle holster built into one of his armored boots. He grabbed her by the collar and shoved the gun into her face. "Make a mistake like that again, and you won't make it back alive. I will not have myself killed by some stupid noncombatant sent out for the wrong mission." He let her go and retrieved the plasma gun, and walked away. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...all I have is revenge.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 7:54 pm
"You've got a funny way of thanking someone who just saved your life, you know," she shouted. She had barely even felt the slap to the face-- her blood was boiling at this point. "I know how dangerous plasma weapons are, thank you very much! Contrary to what you seem to believe, I'm not a complete idiot, and in case you didn't notice, I happen to have excellent aim!"
She paused just long enough to breathe before lashing out verbally again. "Besides that, last time I checked, I could be by myself for more than five seconds without getting ambushed-- apparently, they sent me along to be your damn babysitter, since you can't handle things on your own! And I didn't even pull the plasma gun until I knew you could get the hell out of my way!"
She turned her back on him and stalked several paces away. "I'm sick and tired of being treated like a fool by worthless brutes like you who think that I'm incompetent just because I solve most of my problems without calling attention to myself by firing a weapon at anything that moves! I trained twice as hard as any of you did to get to where I am today, and it's time you started giving me the respect I deserve!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 10:48 am
Saul
||+||Class:Imperial Scout||+||Height: 6 Feet||+||Weight:210 lbs||+||Age:40||+||Hair:None||+||Eyes:Blue ||+||
With everything I loved gone...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Saul ignored her, and kept walking away. This mission was getting too personal for her, and when it did, people made mistakes. He figured if she was going to screw up and get herself killed, best not to be nearby when it happens.... He cleared several more rooms with grenades, but still could find no real concentration of the cultists, only their mutated offspring. He figured the answer would lie one level down, but the entryways an stairwells were all blocked. Figuring the levels couldn't be too far apart from each other, he began to cart explosives, old fuel barrels, and anything remotely flammable into one room. If it didn't blast a hole straight through the floor down to the next level, it would at least burn a path open for him. He stepped out of the room, and struck a flare to life, the burning red glow bright in the gloom. He threw it.... A massive blast, caused by unstable fuel and explosives, threw him through several walls, though thankfully they were weakened enough by age, neglect, and plant life that they didn't do too much harm. He came to a while later on his back amid scattered debris. He saw a figure over him....a pure-blooded Corrupter, wings beating the air loudly, moving its face towards him... He couldn't even move, for some reason...he drifted into blackness when he felt something stab him in the side... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...all I have is revenge.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 2:27 pm
By the time Persephone had calmed down enough to even think about possibly apologizing to Saul for basically blowing up in his face, the trooper was nowhere to be found.
"a*****e," she muttered-- even though she didn't really mean it, calling him that made her feel better. "I suppose I should go find him..." She started off in the direction he had been walking away from her, tracking his boot prints as she went...
And then she saw the holes in the walls.
"What the hell did you do," she muttered, and made her way through to try and find him, her footsteps perfectly silent as she put her stealth training into play.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 2:36 pm
Saul
||+||Class:Imperial Scout||+||Height: 6 Feet||+||Weight:210 lbs||+||Age:40||+||Hair:None||+||Eyes:Blue ||+||
With everything I loved gone...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The pain brought Saul awake again. The Corrupter standing over him had one of its scythe-like limbs piercing his side, lowering its mouth to inject its foul DNA into him. He managed to slip a grenade from his belt, and jammed it into the beast's mouth. It howled in pain, and he pulled his sidearm, emptying the laser pistol into it to distract it from the grenade lodged into its mouth. He ducked behind cover at the last second. The beast's head vaporized, leaving him covered in its bodily fluids even behind the cover of the desk he'd ducked behind. He stood up, holstering his sidearm, pulling free his medical kit to try and clean the foul fluids off his open wounds. True to its reputation, the beats hadn't been stopped at all by his armor, punching through it like it had been tissue paper. He popped the cap off a healing solution, the only one he was issued due to the cost, and injected himself, right into the exposed meat of his open wound. The powerful chemicals knitted the flesh together nearly instantly, leaving the only trace of the ragged wound the decent sized hole left in his armor that showed through to skin. But he hadn't been fast enough...the fluids that had made it into his wounds were a minuscule amount, and as such, would take far longer to work on him, but they would, eventually, take control of him, adding him to the ranks of the damned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...all I have is revenge.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 2:50 pm
When Persephone finally found him, he was jamming a grenade into a Corrupter's head.
What a fantastic way to find him, she thought to herself. He was just skewered by a Corrupter, now he's blowing it up... He could potentially be dying... And you just ripped him a new one, like, half an hour ago... Damn, he's having a shitty day.
As the Corrupter fell, it's head vaporized, Persephone started forward, picking her way through the cleanest-looking bits of the room.
"Saul," she called softly, sounding almost frightened of what his response might be, "are you okay? Do you want me to look at that for you?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 2:57 pm
Saul
||+||Class:Imperial Scout||+||Height: 6 Feet||+||Weight:210 lbs||+||Age:40||+||Hair:None||+||Eyes:Blue ||+||
With everything I loved gone...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Saul didn't bother to turn around when he heard her voice. "I am fine. Good as new," he said. He began picking his way through the debris and Corrupter parts to get to the door. They had to still find those gas valves...and his helmet scanners showed one nearby.... He checked his weapons as he went, making sure he was ready to fight this time. This entire mission was a mess.... He hoped he could find some healing items somewhere here,that were still safe to use. The Rebellion was always running low, and appreciated new supplies. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...all I have is revenge.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 3:04 pm
"Good as new? There's a gaping hole in your armor," she said, and walked over to him. "Look, I understand that you want to get out of here... Believe me, so do I... But if you need help..."
She shook her head. "Look, what I'm trying to say is that I was an a*****e earlier, and I'm sorry. We're supposed to be partners, so I guess I should probably start acting like it."
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 12:18 pm
Saul
||+||Class:Imperial Scout||+||Height: 6 Feet||+||Weight:210 lbs||+||Age:40||+||Hair:None||+||Eyes:Blue ||+||
With everything I loved gone...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I'll be fine. We have to focus on the mission, and get this done. I'm sick of this place." He turned and walked out of the room, and turned right. The first pump system was right there, and he spun the wheel until it locked, and heard the hissing of gases being pumped through the system. "That's one. I managed to blow a hole through the floor to the next level down back there," he said, pointing through the blown out walls. "We can get down and find the next pump through the hole." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...all I have is revenge.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 1:47 pm
Persephone nodded, making her way through the remains of the walls and staring down into the hole in the floor. It wasn't that far of a drop, she determined after her assessment, and simply stepped over the edge, tucking up her body as she fell to land safely on the ground below.
"Right," she said softly as she got back to her feet. "Shall we stick together, then, or split up?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 2:01 pm
Saul
||+||Class:Imperial Scout||+||Height: 6 Feet||+||Weight:210 lbs||+||Age:40||+||Hair:None||+||Eyes:Blue ||+||
With everything I loved gone...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Saul had made his way over to the hole, and checked the drop. An easy fall, so he leaped down, landing in a similarly unused level of the depot. He turned to the girl after he'd landed. "My scanners show one of the remaining pumps on this level. We activate them, then make a sweep of the lower level and activate the last pump, and then we get out of here and set off the gas." He drew his assault laser rifle and checked the charge. More then enough... He heard that familiar chanting close by, and sure enough, another horde of mutant cultists charged in, better armored this time, most of them wearing light armor. He opened fire again... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...all I have is revenge.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 2:17 pm
"Oh, not again," Persephone muttered, and drew her weapons, opening fire once again. "I'm beginning to think whoever came up with this mission wanted us dead."
The fight wore on, and eventually, they managed to take out the cultists. Persephone glanced over at Saul, wanting to make sure he was alright. He didn't acknowledge her, so she simply stepped forward, waiting for him to follow. "I don't suppose your scanners can tell us exactly where this pump is, can they?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 2:22 pm
Saul
||+||Class:Imperial Scout||+||Height: 6 Feet||+||Weight:210 lbs||+||Age:40||+||Hair:None||+||Eyes:Blue ||+||
With everything I loved gone...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The fight over, Saul heard the girl question him once more. He caught up with her. "My scanners show the next pump is thirty meters down the corridor we are in, then take a right turn and go another forty meters, then the fifth room on the right hand side is where the pump is," he said. He heard the howling of cultists, probably mutated offspring of the originals, little more then feral mutants with razor claws, teeth, and other such undesirable traits. He unslung the shotgun again. "More of them. Get ready!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...all I have is revenge.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 2:39 pm
She cursed loudly, whipping out her guns once again and opening fire. "This is getting ridiculous," she shouted.
One of the little freaks got too close for comfort, and she leapt backwards, stumbling as she did so and hitting the ground roughly. Gritting her teeth, she fired and leapt back up, ignoring the twinge of pain in her ankle.
They managed to fight off that horde as well, and Persephone tested her ankle carefully, now that the adrenaline was beginning to subside a bit... It appeared to just be a mild sprain, thankfully... Nothing she couldn't handle.
"Well," she muttered, "I suppose we should hurry a bit, before more of those little freaks show up."
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