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Epsilon had found himself a nice place to snipe from and was slowly picking off oposing snipers and droin=ds with well placed shots. His armors camo system allowed him a few quick shots before he would be detected. Once he had fired a few shots he simpily rooled behind a pile of junk and took pot shots at anything that came into his limited view. flipping on his comm system, which he had turned off so that there would be no distractions while he worked, he sent a signal to Copy. "Command, this is Epsilon 613, any new orders or is it still 'Kill anything made of metal that is moving'?"

Psi finally found his way to somwhere near Iota's position with sheer dumb luck."Last time I try to outrun a droideka."He crouched down and held his rifle at waist hieght,moving slowly.He peeked over a small pile of rubble,there where a few droids there standing around speaking in their high pitched voices.He decided to not listen in and carve em.He slid around the rubble,this is when the droids began firing at him,the closest blasts hit just inches away from his feet and wrist.He flicked the knife out of it's sheath and slashed open a droid.He quickly grabbed it and used it as a bullet sheild.When they had quit firing he popped out from behind the remains and fired the rifle,holding it with one hand at the waist position."Well,now I just have to find a squad mate and not get lost."Oi!Anoyone near my current position?Or anyone need me for somthing?"He popped in on the conversation as he carved an X onto a droid's chest plate.

" Roger that. " Iota said. She used her hacker console and shut down the protodeka's weapon systems. For the next few moments, it was unable to attack anything, but it was already starting to switch to backup systems.

((crud. I think I just sent Chi to her death then. sweatdrop ))

Chi didn't dare speak as she neared the protodeka, and she hoped Iota would infer thanks from her silence. She turned the com off and stole behind a hill, stray bolts reflecting around her armor faintly, appearing suspended in the air over the murky, barely humanoid form they crossed.

So far she had gone unseen. She took out her roll of D-tape and clutched it tightly. No turning back now.

With a dexterous leap she cleared the hill and with another leap she was on the 'deka. Her gloves began to slide down its sides as soon as she hit it, so she gripped it tightly with her free hand, sweating and gritting her teeth as she felt time breathe down on her neck. Her desperate clutching did nothing to keep her attatched to the behemoth, and her boots slid further down. Finally they caught on something that jutted out, and Chi gasped in relief. Balancing precariously on this outcropping, she took a deep breath and lifted her helmet slightly, gingerly bit an end of the tape, and extended a long roll. She let it fall from her mouth and attatch to the droid's side, ripped the top end off and started another piece. In this efficient manner she completed three more pieces before the droid's weapons came back online and it started groping for her. With an angry grunt Chi attatched the whole roll onto the droid's shell, before one of its arms swept her off in an effortless motion, sending her flying into the air.

Panting heavily, she activated the tape remotely, resulting in a spectacular explosion that sent her flying still farther. The droid was blasted to the side several dozen meters and hobbled a bit. Chi smiled as she noticed this, then landed on a high bed of scrap with a sickening 'squelch.' She was suddenly aware not only of the pain in her side but a tingling sensation in her leg. She adjusted herself, and with a groan saw a 1.5 meter long piece of metal jutting out of her calf. She stared at in in shock for a few moments before screaming out in pain.

The protodeka righted itself with some effort. All that appeared where it had been daringly attacked was a scorch mark and a small crater-shaped dent. Unaffected, it continued its rampage.

Copy drew a bead on a rolling droideka and blew it apart. there was little doubtng the power of the DC-15. blastech made a good gun. He noted the explosion that rocked the Protodeka with grim satisfaction, but the fact it righted itself chased that feeling away. he heard Chi cry out across the battlefield from where she was impaled upon some scrap.
She was still alive at least.
"Hold Position. I'm moving to get Chi. Cover me."
The ARC started walking across the battlefield, his blaster clearing droids from his path.
A pair of Droidekas were rolling towards his position, but with a salvo of Deecee fire, he lit thm up good and proper. He started to move at a jog to Chi's position, fragging what got in his way and keeping his head low. He caught the ocasional glancing blow, marring his white armor with scorch marks, but cosmetic damage was all he took.
finally he reached Chi's position and rested a hand on her shoulder.
"You alright trooper?" he asked, though he knew she wasnt alright.
it looked like he would have to amputate it.

Copy nodded and looked at the wound again.
"Trooper, you have a jaged piece of rebar sticking a meter and a half out of your knee joint. unless you lose the leg you will die. I will have to cut your leg off in order to move you. understand?"