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"opaj," the swordsman replied simply to Gregory. "I think things may get pretty damn messy in a moment, just to give you a head's up."

Taking a moment to make a few calculations between words, opaj picked up his pace. Gamma seemed to have had the same idea he did.

"Scratch that," opaj replied to Angel quickly, not stopping his trot for an instant. "I need you to be on defense- I can't stop a shotgun blast, but I figure your shield would have a better chance."

Lifting her blue orbs, Angel smiled at Gregory. "Nice to meet you. Angel's the name."

Making a move, she went towards opaj, "I can handle a shield. Do you need it now?" She looked up, hearing a shot from a weapon.

"Let's not jump the gun," opaj answered. "If possible, I want to avoid a fight. Just... be ready in case someone aims something at me."

They were closing in on the cat, the poo, and the two armored men. opaj stopped about twenty feet away, holding his ground until he saw what effect the fire had on the cat and its fecal matter.

Kit, seeing opaj going, followed him. He kept his distance, of course, no point getting killed over a stupid mistake. His hand plunged into his bag and felt around. There was a long, round thing, he took it out, it was an bamboo leaf. He also produced a charchol pencil from his bag and held it with his teeth, never knew when a illusion could come in handy...

Gamma moved slowly, approaching the giant pile of s**t. Ignoring all the fire and simply blocking his olfactory receptors to avoid the smell. Then turning with an authoritative hand out.

"Remain back everyone, this is dangerous." Gamma continued his lie in the constant synthetic voice.

It was a grace that their suits were fully inclosed environments, the rebreather units purified the air he continuely breathed. Shifting his aim he began to construct a perimeter of burning thermite around them to prevent people from coming too close to the remains, but mostly around what was still there. Adding his own voice he spoke over the speaker system built into the suit, "Clear back, there is no way of knowing what could happen as you all lack propper gear, there is n o way of knowing what effects it could have upon your bodies."

opaj winced, but having experienced the power of the cat's cry before, he wasn't entirely unprepared. Covering his ears like before, he frowned. The perimeter of thermite was going to be a problem.

He looked at Angel. "Well, I'm at a loss."

((Wait, where's the crap in conjunction with the cat? Wait... Obvious.))

Kit growled silently to himself and left the crap for now. He went back to the face of the cat, which, as perdicted, was still howling in pain. This was going to be a very big illusion...
He stuffed two small leaves in his ears, making makeshift earplugs, it muffled the noise slightly, at least enough to keep him concentrating. This one was going to have to move, and it was gonna be a pain in the neck to pull off. He drew a small oval with a line comming from, he put two little dots in the front for eyes. a few whiskers, now he was done.
Kit sandwiched the leaf between his hands and concentrated on what he wanted to do, stepping back a few feet.