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  1. IC: [Colin Ferris]"I love it when a plan comes together!" Colin threw the other gauntlet to Seah and grabbed a plasma pistol off the floor. It's amazing what flamethrowers could do to motivate.
  2. IC: [Colin Ferris]Colin smiled, "I love it when solutions show up." Hellbringers would simplify all their problems, Colin's biggest worry was the smell afterwards. Burning flesh was unpleasant.
  3. It's an app. Looking up Mass effect 3 on that site should bring the app up. It's really buggy right now, but you can get it to work if you're persistent. I only got the normandy, but I'll try again in a couple of hours.
  4. I have a couple of questions about your spoiler, if you can answer them, it might put me more at ease.
  5. OOC: I'd like to say that my character's actions are nothing against you, WIsh. It's just their personality.
  6. IC: [Colin Ferris]Colin felt his eye twitch, and breathed in deeply to prevent himself from doing something he would regret."Sir. There are no gunners on the turret. The live feed just showed us that. Basic psychology tells us that under pressure, people move to stereotypes in their head. Any covenenat forces are immediately associated with plasma weaponry. The shields aren't for protection, but to further that ruse. Any figure crouched behind them is obscured enough that a single glance wouldn't give us away as UNSC forces. The Innies would have no reason to assume it's anything but a backstab. You saw the vid, they're on edge as it is. All we're doing is playing on their fears and letting them do the work for us.Colin took one more breath, knowing that he was towing a line here. He'd done it before though, and he wasn't afraid to do it again."What you're asking us to do unifies them as a force and gives them an enemy they can agree on. Us. I don't know about you, but I don't think three ODSTs can take on more than twenty ###### off opponents." He looked into Myles visor, "We now have information showing us that they are not happy with each other. It is preoccuping their time and focus. You want us to give them their focus back. I do not like that plan and I do not agree with it. My plan is not perfect, not by a long shot, but no plan in a battlefield ever is. If you continue to push forward with your idea, I will walk away. I do not like the idea of dying. If you can come up with a plan that does not end up with us in a shoot out with a larger and more well armed force, I'll be happy to hear it, but this plan I cannot agree to."Having said his piece as calmly as he could, Colin waited for a response.
  7. IC: [Colin Ferris]Colin blinked. "Insubordination? Last time I was threatened with that was after I popped my CO. I was simply responding to my squadmate, sir. He wanted suggestions, I gave him one." The ODST shook his head, "and honestly, I don't like your plan. It has me and Seah up against more than a dozen ###### off innies who've just lost their favorite toy." Colin looked at Seah, "I don't know about you, but I don't like that plan very much."
  8. IC: [Colin Ferris]"We modify my plan a bit and those innies should do all the work for us."Colin looked at Seah, "You and I will go in with the gauntlets, firing on the innies with some plasma weaponry. If we back out fast enough, they should think the Jackals have double crossed them."He then looked at Myles, "if not, that's where you come in. Seah and I will have to hightail it outta there, with them hopefully running right into our marksman's line of sight. Which is you."He picked up a plasma grenade, "And, if we get lucky we can use these little buggers to take out the gauss turret at the same time. It's a win win no matter which way it goes. Except for the possibility of dying part, but that's more of an occupational hazard."
  9. IC: [Vume Chavamai]Vume laughed, wincing at the action, the result sounding like a wet cough. "I will try brother, but I honestly do nt know the full extent of my injuries. Battle has been frantic." Vume ignored pointing out the obvious injuries, and gestured towards his left leg and right arm. "These would be the most problematic besides the chest wounds."[Colin Ferris]Colin rolled his eyes, glad they were hidden behing his helmet. It seemed the higher in rank you climbed, the more dramatic everything became. "I've got a better idea," he said, and turned and ran down to where he and Seah had dispatched the pair of jackals on their way up. He grabbed one of the Jackals shield gauntlets, glad that they had eliminated the aliens withut activating them. Moving back up the stairs, he attached the gauntlet around his arm, and grabbed two of the grenades. "I can clear out the room while you two move downstairs. It'll be a mess if we're all up here if something goes wrong, and I know I can move faster than either of you." He grinned, "Plus, if it all goes south and they give chase, I know I've got two guys waiting to open fire."
  10. IC: [Vume Chavamai]Vume lowered himself slowly onto the cloth. "Do not worry yourself with what the gods may think, brother, should they even exist, they have made it clear that they do not worry themselves over our actions. Your work is honorable, despite what most Sangheili say. I thank you." He looked at the other injured Sangheili, daring them to challenge his words.
  11. IC: [Vume Chavamai]Vume laughed, a harsh, almost coughing sound, "I do not believe you have yet had the honor to operate on me. I do need your expertise at this moment, though. I fear without intervention, I may not be much longer on this plane." Vume's body reflected his words. Various bullet holes riddled his armor, and dark purple blood flowed from several openings. "Besides the visible, My arm is stiff, especially after a Jiralhanae decided to put its body on top of it."
  12. IC: [Vume Chavamai]Vume moved down into the bowels of the scarab. "Medic! I require assistance." He clutched at his side, his wounds far more greivous than he let on.[Colin Ferris]Colin nodded, and grabbed at a grenade. He was worried that the shrapnel might pierce the fire extinguisher, but now wasn't the time to question.
  13. IC: [Colin Ferris]Colin sighed in relief. "That could have gone very badly. Where did they get those suits?" The ODST reloaded his shotgun, and looked around.[Vume Chavamai]Vume shook his head, "The field medic will be more than sufficient. I simply need to stop the bleeding and hopefully take a stimulant, and I will be able to continue."
  14. IC: [Colin Ferris]Colin blinked once, surprised at the shotgun's inability to pierce the fuel tank. He'd seen the damage the gun could inflict on an elite's shields. It didn't stop the ODST at all though, he simply switched tactics. Colin aimed the shotgun at the hellbringer's helmet, knowing it wasn't as well fortified."Take two."Colin pulled the trigger.[Vume Chavamai]Vume thought for a moment. "It would be a shame to leave a battle before its conclusion, but I fear I may be more of a hindrance at this point than a help." Vume glanced around, "There was a medic around here not long ago, if I remember correctly, do any of you know where they went? I must speak to them."
  15. IC: [Colin Ferris]Colin hit the floor, and gasped as the air was knocked out of him. He rolled over, scrambling to his hands and knees, grabbing at his shotgun. He rose from behind the counter and fired two shotgun rounds into the closest hellbringer's gas tank, hoping the shots would ignite the fuel within.[Vume Chavamai]Vume moved slowly towards the Sangheili responsible for saving his life, his shoulders slumped with exhaustion, his armor covered in blood. "Many thanks. "
  16. IC: [Colin Ferris]Colin unslung his shotgun, flicking the safety off in the same motion. He raised the gun and moved ahead of Seah, "I'm taking point," his voice was calm and steady, "any that don't go down from one shot I'm trusting you to finish off."
  17. Troy and Abed on hiatus!Sad face.
  18. OOC: I go to Seattle for one weekend and it picks up again? Jeez. I should go visit my girlfriend more often.IC: [Vume Chavamai]Vume pulled the sword upwards, the blade cutting through and searing the flesh of the Jiralhanae as the energy sword finished its slow upwward cleave. The Sangheili pushed the corpse to the side and stood up on now shaky legs. He blinked once, clearing his eyes of a bit of his enemy's blood, and looked at his would be saviors. "Sangheili military prowess at its finest, it wouldseem," he muttered to himself.[Colin Ferris]Colin grinned, "Appreciate the tip, sir. I am ODST, though, so I think I got the basics covered." He aimed his battle rifle. "I tend to go for three in the head, though. It's how the gun was designed."
  19. IC: [Colin Ferris]Colin moved up to support Seah, but while moving his foot, kicked a piece of rubble. Moving on instinct , he darted past the sergeant and leaped towards the jackal, who was turning to inspect the noise. Colin's hand shot out in a fist as the jackal opened its mouth to cry out, and the jackal was shocked when instead of a noise coming out, the ODST's fist lodged in its throat. Colin was just as surprised to find himself in the situation. His hand was caught at the back of the Kig-yar's mouth, creating the odd image of the alien trying to eat Colin, which would be funny if it weren't a real possibility.The jackal bit down on Colin, the needle like teeth diggin into the ODST armor, attempting to pierce skin. Colin brought his other hand down on the Jackal's head, attempting to break the fragile bones. After two or three blows, he felt the skull give out and the mouth slacken. Colin pulled his arm out, shaking off the foul smelling saliva. He looked at Seah, "Sorry, acted on reflex." He looked at the jackal body, "The attacking part was reflex, the fist mouth thing? That's a new one."[Vume Chavamai]For a split second, while lying on the floor of the scarab, Vume thought about simply letting the Jiralhanae maul him to death.To those who found him, it would seem an honorable enough death, dying in the line of duty, fighting even when his body was weakened and enfeebled. But it would not stand of Vume. Dying to a Jiralhanae, a smelly primate? Dying for ideal that Vume was not even sure he believed in? No, it would be a most dissatisfying death. The Sangheili scrambled for his sword, grabbing it and activating it as he brought it to bear against his enemy. Still on the ground, Vume held it pointed directly at the Brute Major, hoping the berserking brute would fail to avoid it and let gravity do the work for him.
  20. IC: [Vume Chavamai]Vume closed his eyes. He was so tired, so very tired. He was tempted to simply surrender, and hope that the Jiralhanae would take him prisoner, but he laughed at the idea. The humans called them Brutes, and the name was fitting, there were no prisoners except those specifically demanded by their command, whatever that may be nowadays. He let go of the sword, letting it drop. "The humans have a saying I have heard. It goes, an eye for an eye. I think I can understand that saying, it all comes back to equality. Things must be even. I have taken your subordinates arm, and now you must take mine. It seems fitting." Vume relaxed, then he free hand shot up backwards, fingers grasping for the eye holes of the brutes visor, attempting to find the small, fragile eyes, unprotected by armor. "The difference is, we are not equals!"[Colin Ferris]Colin opened a channel to Seah, and whispered very quietly. "Jackals are brittle boned. No need to hit them and cause a ruckus, just grab the neck and twist. Quiet and efficient, and that way, we won't have to worry about one of them squawking out a warning."
  21. IC: [Colin Ferris]Colin winced slightly at the pat, his wound still fresh, but he nodded at the sergeant. "Better to die out there than in here unprepared." He checked the shogun. There wasn't a lot of ammo, twelve rounds, total, but it would do, especially in such close quarters. He raised it, and followed Seah in, activating his VISR as he moved.
  22. IC: [Colin Ferris(Before Fluttertree's post)]Colin took a deep breath and scanned the area before him. Seah made it across, and now it was his turn. He glanced around, hoping to find something of value. His eyes landed upon the perfect pair of items, near a pile of slag that used to be a UNSC vehicle. Colin had always been fast. There were two things that Colin had been good at, drinking and running. He'd been set up for scholarships to almost every college in the UK for his speed before his rebellious decision to join the UNSC. He took one more breath, holstered his battle rifle, then sprinted out of cover, but not to the door. He heard the snipers open fire, but ignored the bullets and continued forward. He dove next to the slag pile, grabbing at the shotgun and assault rifle as he slid past.He rolled behind the slag and heard the lat few sniper rounds impact on the melted metal. He glanced at the door, now at an angle from him, allowing the snipers a morbid shooting gallery of sorts if he ran across. He grabbed at a grenade off his belt, eyed the distance between himself and the door, pulled the pin on the grenade, and lobbed it about halfway between himself and the door, then waited just a couple of seconds. As soon as he heard the explosion, he bolted through the smoke, obscuring him him enough for almost all the snipers to miss their mark. Colin felt a piercing fire go through his arm as he approached the door. The shot had only nicked him, but it was enough to cause the ODST to bite down on his lip in pain. He slipped through the door and grabbed the frame, flipping him against the wall. He looked at Seah, "Sorry about the delay, sergeant, but it would have been pointless to get in here just to get gunned down because we were outgunned in close quarters." He held out the shotgun and assault rifle, "Want one?"[Vume Chavamai]Vume rolled away from the kick. His eyes, once glazed over, now focused on his new opponent. Brutes were disgusting, and held no respect for the Sangheili's idea of honor. So Vume decided to show it none. He grabbed at his other incendiary grenade and threw it at the brute, at the same time, rising to his feet and drawing his sword.
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