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 Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:10 pm
"I'll be right back, I'm going to see what those other people are up to." Alan slid down the drainpipe on the building and ran across the street, he climbed up onto another building and from there jumped to a third rooftop, he continued jumping across the rooftops and rolling so that he made no noise at all.
He stopped on the rooftop over the figure who had been speaking and crouched, out of sight.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:14 pm
((I'm going to interrupt Fischig's move.))
As soon as the blade was out of the way, Macro 3 shot its free claw at Fischig's neck, the claw turning into a spear-like blade on the way.
((Wasn't sure what parts the armor covered off the top of my head.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:15 pm
Nevin watched Shara for a moment, then fired up his quadruped mech again and moved towards the nearest cover, trying to keep an eye out for other people from the cockpit, but forgetting to look above him. He kept it as low to the ground as he could, skittering from building to building, trying to remain unnoticed.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:18 pm
((Elexa, does that thing have a communications link or somthing that I could talk to you through from elsewhere?))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:19 pm
((Probably. We can say it does.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:20 pm
((*shrugs* It makes sense, but we'll see what happens.))
The metal claw towards him but it slammed against the gorget protecting his neck. A small dent formed where the claw turned lance had struck. Laughing as the blow moved him back his hands fumbled for the flamer that hung infront of him. Grasping it he was able to turn the barrel enough that he would strike the arm the held him so and the path it followed. Bathing the ally with dancing shadows as the flame errupted.
((Remeber, I did tell you the armour capabilities before hand.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:22 pm
Alan watched the mech from his perch atop a building, careful not to be seen. He flipped through the frequencies on his headset untill he heard breathing and what sounded like muffled machenery.
"Greetings, what brings you to our battlefield today?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:26 pm
Nevin yelped and smacked his head on the ceiling of the cockpit as he tried to jump back in surprise. He had known that his machine had a communications link, but Shara wasn't able to access it and he hadn't been expecting anyone else to want to contact him.
"Oh damn, ow. Um," He paused and began addressing the communicator. "Uh, family? Pushy girls?" He realized that this probably wasn't the answer that the other was looking for. "Robots." That was it.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:27 pm
Shara paused in the building to try to calm herself. She didn't want to admit it, but being this close to the actual battle could unsettle her at first. Holding the needed focus on her prepared spell, she sliped out of the building, and started to move closer to the sounds of combat.
((Is the melee fight with the robot in an alley, or did it just move to the street? This is what we get for coming in the middle of a fight... sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:28 pm
A sense of urgency brought Psyche's attention back to her scope, the alignment still according and needing only slight change to the target's movements. Her eyes widened a bit in reflex as she saw the attack towards Fischig after his blade was knocked away. Her finger began to squeeze on the trigger aiming for the claw to hopefully give enough force and divert the attack but Fishig's sudden movement made her pull the barrel up and shoot harmlessly into the sky.
"Damnitt, priest..."
Realigning the rifle she took a minute to study the building's roof and others around. The shot had given away her position and she couldn't stay much longer if confronted.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:29 pm
"Ah, then I believe we can reach an agreement? We are also fighting against the robots, hence all the loud banging and booming going on nearby. We would be willing to allow you to assist. Would you like to join us?"
Alan jumped to the next building to keep up with the moving mech.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:29 pm
((It's in the alley. Opaj, I edited my post but only to include him being forced back from the blow. While the armour won't be damaged that much I had forgotten to include that Fischig would still be forced back.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:33 pm
((Hmm... okay, I'll go with it, although it seems a bit off that that's all that would happen, even with the armor. *Shrug.*))
Macro 3 allowed Fischig little time, following through by stepping with the knight and using it's free claw to swipe at the hose connecting the flamer to its tank (assuming a normal flamethrower here) in an attempt to disconnect the weapon from its fuel source. Nonetheless, at least one burst did get through, engulfing Macro 3 in flame.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:38 pm
Nevin rolled his eyes at the "allow you to assist" phrase, but it seemed like a good idea. He and Shara were only two, after all.
"Sounds good... sir. I have a teammate, pushy girl with black hair, shoots at stuff without a gun. Might want to make sure she knows about our new arrangement, if you can." He finally reached his choice cover and stopped. "As for me, I'm Nevin. And I have an artillery cannon on the back of this mech." He was grinning. They were all human, and he saw no reason not to trust them. "Takes a little bit to set up, though. Sorry, am I babbling?" He pushed some controls and prepared the mech to go into static mode, preparation for firing. "'m kind of new to this."
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