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 Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 7:26 pm
"Isn't obvious that they have guards. Not like they would have a giant fortress for show."
Pen shook her head slightly and sighed. "While your add it Waffle why don't you put a target on his back. That should make it at least fun for the armed soldiers."
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 8:12 pm
Aly closed her eyelids in an attempt to stop herself from rolling her eyes. The whole situation was getting annoying. Taking a deep breath, she let it out as she opened her eyes. "As much as I would like to send someone in. Sabe has already had his cover blown back there and clearly they're be expecting us. So sending him in would be much like Pen hinted...though it would waste energy to kill him now and it would mean one less person getting us in."
She bit her lip at the end, she didn't want to start a whole tongue knife war, but at the moment she need to think. She need to use her smarts for something other then her shield. Except she was rather tired and this whole thing had taught her that her plans and creative energy here wouldn't be of much use. Great, now I'm getting all withdrawn. This situation clearly is have a physical and psychological effect on me.
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 9:23 pm
((Highlighting is your best bud. I probably won't use size 7 font again for a long time.))
"I'm....sure that she...realized that and...would re-consider what she just said." Sabe said back, narrowing his eyes. He was talking to Aly, although he was really looking straight at Waffle. She didn't budge one bit and looked down on him condescendingly.
Sabe mentally kicked himself again for 'suddenly having such an attitude' (as what Waffle would say). He gradually looked away from Waffle, too. "Maybe....Hopefully." he mumbled.
"No. I don't take back what I say. Just like everyone else, you are going to get your a** inside, and you are going to make yourself useful. Got it, Sabe?"
Why does part of me think that running inside alone isn't such a bad idea anymore? I know it's stupid, but...
"Oh, and patch up the freakin' waterworks too. Men don't cry."
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 10:05 pm
"And its plain stupid to send him alone when he doesn't have too."
Pen was rather cold and stern about this remark. She turned to meet Waffle but her eyes darted to the commander. After a moment she sighed and looked back at the building.
"If we want to distract them away from the controls then we need enough fighters to keep them busy. Send just the crybaby and they won't even bat an eye. He is better suited for the computer hacking anyway."
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 8:30 pm
Aly glanced around, Is it possible..."They could already know we are here...if we keep standing around like this..." She said quietly.
She sighed and then looked towards Pen, "If there was some kind of explosion. I'm sure they would come running..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 9:10 pm
Sabe looked up from the ground. "It shouldn't be hard for you guys if there's a tank of anything remotely combustible. Propane, methane, oxygen... the like."
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 7:06 pm
The shadow perked up "You know, you have something there, distraction team can take the blinding and blow a hole in the outer wall. since they already know that we are here, they will assume that that is how we are coming in.
he said unsheething his sword, drawing a map of the compound in the dirt with it, marking a good place to blow.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 5:46 pm
"Since the distraction is taken care of...How will the computer crew get in?" Aly asked looking down at the diagram.
The drawn gave her a rough picture of the outer wall and the compound within it. It looked at the picture, With the knowledge that we're here, it possible that they're be expect such a thing to occur. If that was so we would to stage t separate attacks. One to distract another to gain excess to the missiles. Though how do I tell them that? We're so not in the shape to handle that.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 6:20 pm
"With all of the confusion the distraction makes it should be easy for the computer crew to get in a separate door. Especially if they pull what Sabe did earlier and steal some uniforms."
Pen knelt down to get a better view of the rough map. As she did she couldn't help what would happen if they ran into Skotti. They would need someone able to keep him busy. Otherwise it would become a divide and conquer for the Blackheart.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 10:42 am
Aly stare out for a moment and then nodded. Stealing uniforms shouldn't be too hard and with all the mess it would be easy to slip in.
"The plans sounds solid to me. I mean there are holes, but those are calculated risk...I'm assuming," She ended with a mutter. The position the leader of the Blackhearts in all this made that risk go up. But what choice do we have?
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 8:12 pm
"Well we better get moving soon. Otherwise the Blackheart and Skotti are going to notice we are here." Pen rubbed her sore shoulders and I thought about going head to head with one of those two. Though earlier she had called dibs on Skotti, in the face of the situation such a callous remark was little more than rash.
"So how about it Commander?" Pen looked at Luc's feet still after everything so far, she couldn't bring herself to look at him.
"Should we get going?"
(Time Skip please?)
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 8:50 pm
(Time skip commencing!)
Once all of the groups got to their respective locations, Luciano radioed in to Pen, "We're in position here, and we request Radio silence for a little while. . I think I hear someone coming." putting down his radio, he looked over at Michelle, "Be on the lookout with me," he looked at his teammates and he said, "Do your thing."
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I Sinistro I Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 9:00 pm
No problem there, Pen thought as the soldiers came pouring out of the hole in the wall. Thanks to Lana's explosives there was a nice entrance into the strong hold. In the fog of debris the distraction team started to fight off the soldiers stopping their movement into the building.
As soldiers came rushing from the scene, Pen and the others started their charade. "Get in anyway you can! We can't be stopped here!" She shouted as she knocked away a soldier, hoping that she wasn't being graded on her acting performance.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 9:05 pm
Aly nodded as she looked over the computer keyboard. Since the computer was on, the only needed thing was to turn off the missiles. Sighing, her hands flew across the keyboard. Eventually she came upon what she was looking for, however like all good security it had a password. "Phraktos Usstan phlith ol vel'drav nind xo'al lu'kiel uns'aa harl," She muttered as opened an underside to panel and then hooked in her decoder.
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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 6:52 am
As Waffle was knocking out soldiers, she learned that it would be better for her hands if she used weak blast magic rather than let her hands be chafed while handling a gun. She never wanted to simply sit out like she should have. No, she believed that she was the spotlight, no matter how wrong the idea was.
Sabe, on the other hand, didn't care too much for 'the spotlight' himself. When Aly beat him to the computer, he simply paced around until he noticed what seemed like a control panel for security sentries. Huh. I didn't hear about other control panels earlier, either.
He walked closer to get a better view of it and figure out its purpose. Tinkering about with it revealed its purpose as he was now into the system. "Oh, I see what this is, now." he mumbled as he messed with the controls. Sabe found the options that alluded to the sentries' targeting systems and reversed the setting to target troops that had what was originally an embedded chip that prevented the turrets from actively targeting them.
Waffle was about to get mobbed by a group of soldiers when a sentry popped out of the ceiling and got ready to fire. Her face paled before it fired off and killed several of the troops on the spot. She stared at it in awe for a few seconds before a higher-up snuck behind her and managed to land a hard blow on the back of her head.
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