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After Clark sent a barrage of machine gun rounds at Jake, he re-mounted his assault rifle to his back, and snatched up Naiya in his arms. She was the prize, and he wasn't going to let anyone take her without a fight. He drew his pistol-gripped shotgun (the one he's pointing in the character pic), firing in Jake's general direction as he continued to drag Naiya with his other arm. *BA-KOOM!* *BA-KOOM!* *BA-KOOM!* There was a nearby opening just to his left. They were going to have to exit these air ducts a little sooner than planned. Clark pointed the hand-cannon at the ventilation cover and blasted it apart. *BA-KOOM!* he then dived down into the room, landing in a pile of garbage. Apparently, the were in a waste disposal area. s**t! Just my luck...

"Naiya!" Clark exclaimed as he walked towards her, tripping as he sunk into a pile of garbage bags. He then crawled towards her and began to shake her firmly. "Naiya, wake up!" he said as he continued to rattle her by her shoulders. "C'mon now, woman, you need to wake up! Wake up, dammit! I need you!" he then began to shake her body from side to side, glancing up frantically at the air vent for a moment. Any minute now, Jake 2.1 could be busting through after them. And lugging her around everywhere was beginning to become tiresome. Not to mention making it more difficult to defend the both of them. "C'mon, bubbles! Get your a** in gear! C'mon, I even brought you a present!"

[RPC: Gerard McGraw, Ex US Operative; Location: Think-tank labs w/ Jake and Oricai]

Gerard looked up to see a dark figure; closer inspection revealed that it was Oricia.
"Oricai? So you got here in one piece too. This here is Jake; I don't know if you met him, but formalities will have to wait. There's some crazy stuff going on here, and it's all connected to the incident last year."
Jake gave a quick thumbs-up sign to Oricia, who kind of twitched his head in a hurried nodding fashion.
"Great; more survivors. Bad news though; Naiya's here, and the scientists are after her. She's got someone helping her though."
Jake spoke up: "Who? Someone on our side, I hope?"
Oricia crouched down, holding his head with his gloved hand. "Ughh....I don't know who he is. Something tells me he's familiar. But he's rescuing Naiya, so I don't think he's on the doctors' side."
Gerard pulled out the Desert Eagle from his belt. "Slow down; who's Naiya?"

{Good; Cheeto is finally here. Now I only have to control two people.}

Gerard moved out of the conference room; the sensor detected nothing, so the door closed and locked behind them. Gerard went up ahead, checking left and right at the end of the corridor. He motioned with his hand for the two to move up.
Oricai answered Gerard's question: "Naiya is a government project, infused with the virus. EVE is just the name they gave her; it's so inhuman."
Gerard peeked out from the corner again, looking left.
"Jake, there's a hallway intersection over there; three-way. There's also a door that's labeled 'biohazard containment equipment'. I'm thinking we should go and get some of those suits and fit in."

The guard smiled, kicked Mizar to thr ground, and raised his pistol. Suddenly, a crushing sound caught their attention. The two guards rushed to the window, overlooking the garbage chamber.
"Look there! It's the Project EVE!"
"Yeah; and it's the intruder, with the guns! (Clark Seed)"
"Right, but who's that?"
"What? That's a piece of garbage."
"No no no, the little black thing."
"Yes...that's a piece of garbage."
"No, damnit! It's a little boy in combat gear."
"There's no little boy in there...what the hell you talkin' about?"
The guards exchanged words, leaving Mizar to his own. He crawled to his feet, and noted the rifle carbine slung over one of the guards' back on a strap. He approached the guard slowly, and grabbed the gun, awkwardly positioning the barrell at the guard's back, pulling the trigger.
"Geeaagghh!!!"
The other guard fell back, covering himself from the bullets flying through his partner. The gun became empty quickly, and Mizar released it, letting the guard fall dead. The other guard drew his pistol, and fired one shot into Mizar's chest.

(sorry I'm late, a bit of trafic in the web.)

Oricai quickly reloaded his pistols. "You two go on a head, I'm already fitted." He placed both of the guns back in to their holsters and grabbed the automatic rifle on his back. "I'll keep guard. Take this, its a higher caliber and the bullet is made to not be stopped by anything. You got one hundred and twenty rounds together in those clips." The rifle's clips were taped together for a faster reload time."

(ok read my last post.)

{Got it.}

Gerard took the rifle, and weighed it in his hands.
"Thanks. Now we may be able to get out of here."
Gerard handed Jake his Desert Eagle, who took it and put it back in its original holster, happy to have his custom pistols back in his own hands.
"Alright. I'll go and check it out."
Gerard moved down the hallway, the rifle in an aiming position. He checked the area; there was a wide corridor to his left, large letters painted in faded white paint reading "MAIN EXIT: Up to School Area".
Gerard ignored that corridor and went traigh ahead, where double doors were, leading to the equipment section. He went inside, looking at the biohazard suits and specialized weapons. He grabbed two of the suits, but ignored the weapons that looked like somethign out of Ghostbusters.