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OOC: So what's the basic layout of this hotel? Do the elevators still somehow work, or will we be taking the stairs? Most importantly, are there innies anywhere in the hotel?IC: Master Sergeant Kenneth Aodh: Battle of New Venice: Hotel:His face hidden by his visor, Kenneth grinned. Leah would likely be scowling the entire time.

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IC: Srgt Leah "Trouble" Brady (Hellbringer) | Battle of New Venice | Hotel, heading upstairs to assistInwardly, Leah was frustrated that she and Kenneth were saddled with a rookie. She didn't have a problem with rookies, per se ... she just didn't like having to reorganize the trio's structure around the newbie's inexperience on the field. On their own, she and the other Hellbringer would be able to torch the enemies upstairs, but with Private Harris about, it was more complicated. No one put a rookie into a position where they might have to save their teammates, or that was how she chose to see it.Her irritation was well-concealed, both in her voice and by the helmet on her head as she fell in just behind her comrades and said, "Move out."-Inferna

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OOC: Elevators are trashed, most systems aren't working- sprinkler system is, and a few floors might still have water raining down. Insurrestionists originally occupied this building, were routed, and now for the most part they're assaulting the Hotel from the front. A few (primarily Jackals) have been seeping in through adjactent rooftops, etc. The majority of the hotel's layout hasn't otherwise been described, allowing for some creative ingenuity. There -was- an old crows nest where the Innies had dug in before being routed.Currently Seah, Ferris, Myles, and Cass are all debating what to do about the fact that some Insurrectionist humans and jackals (numbering close to 15-20 total) have brought in some heavy-weapon cargo. These innies currently possess a second Gauss turret, and are intent on setting it up on an upper floor to deter the to-be rescue force for the UNSC forces under assault at the hotel. The insurrectionists are not aware of their position yet, and are arguing amongst themselves as well, creating a potential diversion.IC: [spartans- Red and Blue team/Assault on the Bridge]Edward raised his weapon to fire, as did the other Spartans. Terra's report was visually confirmed: While three of the insurrectionist technicians had gone down when Red Team breached the door, two more had reached for their sidearms and moved to point their pistols to the heads of hostage UNSC crewmembers. The problem for Blue Team was, quite frankly, most of the spartans packing shotguns or otherwise messy weapons.The problem for Red Team? They were simply too far away. Or at least most of them were.One of Aaron's squadmates hadn't been present when the door was breached. Edward had only briefly thought that over when he saw their locations on his map bunched together. It was in this brief moment- One that took mere seconds- that his ponderings, their predicament, and the answer all came crashing down at once. The ventilation shaft above the insurrectionists burst as the metal grate slammed to the ground between them. With it, however, had dropped Aaron's missing squadmate: In one arm he held the UNSC's favored smg, in the other was a tactical knife. The spartan immediately threw the knife in a lethal twirl. His other arm shook (albeit barely) as the submachine gun opened fire on the opposite Insurrectionist.The knife buried itself into the insurrectionist's thigh, causing him to yelp in pain and drop his weapon as he reached for the wound. The second insurrectionist was consumed by a hail of bullets, more or less killed in action.The Spartan wasted no time turning, his shields flaring as the two remaining insurrectionists opened fire on him. Edward raised his gun and fired, knicking one on the shoulder pauldron. The damage was superficial however, and the insurrectionist dived behind a console, taking cover.

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OOC: Okay, thanks.IC: Srgt. Major Kenneth Aodh: Battle of New Venice: Hotel:Kenneth tilted his flamethrower upward as he ascended the stairs. He was almost to the marked floor when two Kig-Yar opened fire with plasma pistols from the next flight of stairs, which ran parallel to the one he was on. A couple flights up, perched on a handrail, was another, this one wielding a needle rifle."Flashbang." Kenneth said to his squadmates. He then fired a flashbang from his grenade launcher, almost straight up. The needle rifle-wielding jackal, stunned, fell off the railing and landed headfirst on the bottom floor. The other jackals were unaffected, however, and continued shooting towards them.

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OOC: By parallel I'm assuming there's a guardrail between us and the Jackals. Correct me if I'm wrong and I'll edit this post. =)IC: Srgt. Leah "Trouble" Brady | Battle of New Venice | Ascending the Hotel StairsFrom behind the two male Hellbringers, Leah marked the two Jackals that were on the other flight and readied her own grenade launcher. Her flamethrower fuel tanks were about halfway depleted and she was planning to reserve the rest for when they got upstairs to assist the men upstairs. Loading her own launcher with the same grenade-type as Kenneth, she shot one at the Jackals, letting it explode. Part of her was watching the rookie. She wanted to see if he'd take the initiative to burn the stunned enemies; if he did, it was a win-win. She wouldn't need to waste her fuel, and she'd be put at ease about watching his back.-Inferna

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OOC: Alright, I've sent an activity message out to everybody. So hopefully within the next week I'll get a reply back from nearly everyone. I've also updated the 1st post's character list; if you suspect that a character you know of isn't listed, feel free to contact me!On another note: I did some research and the flamethrower units are infact called Hellbringers, so I've updated the description of them on the 1st post accordingly. Honestly, part of me says I already knew this but thought BZP would censor it. :P

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IC(Private Paul Harris assissting others on stairs of hotel during the Battle of New Venice)

His first enemies in combat were right in front of him. Soon, his first kills were right in front of him. Private Paul Harris let loose a flurry of flames from his weapon; burning the beings and leaving them yelling in pain. The enemies were downed quickly as Paul looked down at his fuel.That wasted alot of fire..."All...clear?" Paul Harris asks while looking up the stairs. "And, how many was that? I want to keep track of my kills."-Mef Man

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IC: Srgt. Leah "Trouble" Brady | Battle of New Venice | Ascending the Hotel Stairs"That was two, kid," Leah said behind Private Harris, her voice casual. "I wouldn't bother, though; by the time this battle's over, I guarantee you'll have lost count."-Inferna

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IC [sgt. Seah]:"Hey burn-men, not to hurry you or anything, but I'd appreciate if you guys could assist while we still can get the drop on them," Seah said over the COM. He got his incendiaries ready in case they needed more fire support.IC [shor' Talas]:"Brothers, what are our orders? If that vessel is aiming for us, we will surely be downed in minutes," Shor yelled to the other Elites.IC [shawn D-042]:The Innie however, had not noticed Shawn sneaking one round behind the control consoles. Shawn drew his gauntlet punch-blade and with two quick strides and a deft strike to the Innie's left neck, downed him. "All clear here."IC [Pvt. Serrox]:"Ohhhh maaaan. That a friendly?"

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"The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong, is that when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong,

it usually turns out to be impossible to get at or repair."

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OOC: Jeez guys, I can't be on all day.Also, I accidentally listed my rank as Sergeant Major in my last IC post.IC: Master Srgt. Kenneth Aodh: Battle of New Venice: Hotel:"Coming." Kenneth replied to the commanding officer. As he walked up the stairs he looked over the edge to make sure the jackal sniper was dead. The scene was quite gruesome. He continued, completely unaffected.At the marked floor, he walked up to the commanding officer."Sorry we're late. We ran into some Kig-Yar."

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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.

I want you to hit me as hard as you can.

Something on your mind, Dear?

Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!

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IC [sgt. Seah]:"Okay, anything you guys have in mind? I was thinking of combining Ferris' diversionary tactic where both of us mimic Jackals and confuse them, and in the ensuing chaos, you guys rain fire down on them," John fondled his incendiary grenades. "These should help mop up any that escape your line of fire, Hellbringers."

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"The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong, is that when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong,

it usually turns out to be impossible to get at or repair."

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OOC: OK, I have evaluated things in the RPG. I didn't see Vak's pos regarding the turret or our characters' siuation. So, therefore, I saw Ferris' plan as a lot more flawed than it is in actuality.So, on account of the "personality issues", could you please disregard any of the unpleasant interaction passed, because it was born of pure lack of knowledge of the current scenario.In other news, I've spent a few das working and have managed open myself a nice window for free time.IC: "Thanks for the update Sergeant Major!" Myles told Graham. "Alright, our odds are starting to look much better. Ferris, get those gauntlets ready. Hellbringers, wait out of sight until he gives you the thumbs up. You can get a jump on them. I'll remain down here and make sure no stragglers find a way off of that floor. Any of them make a run for the turret and you can't get at them or it's too risky, just give me the word. Sound like a plan?"

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OOC: OK, I have evaluated things in the RPG. I didn't see Vak's pos regarding the turret or our characters' siuation. So, therefore, I saw Ferris' plan as a lot more flawed than it is in actuality.So, on account of the "personality issues", could you please disregard any of the unpleasant interaction passed, because it was born of pure lack of knowledge of the current scenario.In other news, I've spent a few das working and have managed open myself a nice window for free time.

It's perfectly alright, but just try to remember that if something going on doesn't make sense, reread the topic. Every once in a while it's okay, but just try to remember that if something's going on and you're going in circles, that there's probably something you missed in topic. It's not worth leaving over, and if you get to that point again the only thing i'm going to say is to reread the topic.IC:{Special Operations Ultra}{Kiro Uron}Kiro screamed in pain as the other Spec Ops operatives administered the shock, his mind waking from pain induced sleep only to encounter more pain. He gripped the sides of the makeshift bed with such a force that the weak metal bent, and he very nearly slumped back into unconsciousness.He sat up, slowly at first, breath coming in ragged gasps. "Where... What Happened?" Edited by Lord Kini Hawkeye

I've been searchin' for the daughter of the Devil Himself,

​I've been searchin' for an Angel in White,

​I've been lookin for a woman who's a little of both,

​and I can sense her but she's nowhere in sight,
Cause I can't find a banner ;_;

 

 

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OOC: Welp, the majority of you have replied and graced me with knowledge of your current activity. There are several players who have the intent to re-insert themselves into this RPG but have, like myself, momentarily lost inspiration or simply not had the time. I just got back from a Winter Formal so I don't presently have the energy to slop on another post tonight. I'll be seeing you all tomorrow!Glad to see you're still around for the moment Wish. As is my policy, if anybody ever feels the need to step away from the RPG for awhile or indefinitely, I encourage this. No point in playin' when you can't have fun, eh? ^_^ I'd rather people feel like they're enjoying what they're doing on this RPG than feel as if they're forced to play- The latter only applies to me, myself, and I. :P

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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.

I want you to hit me as hard as you can.

Something on your mind, Dear?

Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!

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IC: Srgt. Leah "Trouble" Brady | Battle of New Venice | Hotel, Assaulting the TurretLeah had to laugh a bit into her helmet about how the moods of their new companions had improved the moment she and her companions had come up the stairs. Put a few flamethrowers in a desperate situation, and everyone's ready to party ... a party with guns, that is, but a party nonetheless, she thought in amusement, loading her grenade launcher with a fragmentation round and readying herself. They were hidden around the corner, ready to rain fire. The Innies wouldn't know what hit them.-Inferna

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IC(Paul Harris with Hellbringers in the Battle of New Venice)

Paul Harris loads in a flashbang into the launcher while waiting to begin the assault. He could feel his adrenaline pumping as his fingers tightened around the flamethrower."Here we go," he says silently while waiting.-Mef Man

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IC: Terra sidestepped into the brigade behind Edward with the two pistols from the armoury clasped in her hands although carrying both pistols at once did limit the effectiveness of the weapons but it mattered little. Raising the weapons she fired into the insurrectionist standing near Edward catching him unevenly along the front of his body armor grunting he raised his SMG at Edward intent on the kill.

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OOC : As for Thar, he's at some Diner. One of the main Innie leaders is there, and he hasn't been mentioned in five pages or something.PFC Willy Berrien IC (Let's Ride) :"I brought my self into this. If you don't want to, go ahead and walk. Besides, I've actually been wanting to see if I can hit anyone with this." He started the gas, and looked back over at O'Brien. "Better make your decision soon. I'll be blasting off soon. And if anything, I sure can cause a distraction."Captain Macabethus IC (The Grav Lift) : He had moved with the speed of his guards, taking note of any possible humans who thought to be rid of Macabethus. It seemed nearly too easy, the retreat.Staff Sergeant Davian Thule IC (Surprise Surprise) : The shot rang clear and soared towards the throat of the shield-less Brute: A slight momentary accident on their half showed him to be open. Instinctively, he started to move out of the way, as they might of known their position.PO 2nd Class Lyn Carter IC (The Storm's Recession) :"Understood sir." She started thinking about fun things she could do now, but she thought about it. "Thank you. My role was mostly distraction, and it seemed to of worked near perfectly."Major Thar' Mentra IC (Incoming attack) : Thar quickly reloaded his Carbine, making sure it was ready for his orders.

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IC [sgt. Seah]:"Alrighty then!" John picked up a Plasma Pistol and activated his shield gauntlet, charging down the corridor and standing next to the doorway, waiting for the cue to cause pandemonium.

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"The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong, is that when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong,

it usually turns out to be impossible to get at or repair."

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OOC: Hey all, sorry I've been generally inactive this week! Got sick Monday, as Kini can affirm in the short conversation we had. I was going to post, but ended up getting a headache from reading so i didn't attempt the rest of the day. Following that, my entire week has been utterly swamped and will continue to be until Saturday, in which I should have some spare time to finally get back in the action. The following Monday will be the end of Showtime auditions, fundraising for the Orlando trip, and both concerts I was practicing for will have ended.Basically, my time will significantly free up after this week, as I believe I attempted to say in earlier posts. ^_^

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IC: Master Srgt. Kenneth Aodh: Battle of New Venice:Kenneth looked around him. He and Leah were calm, although Paul seemed about to blow a gasket. He hoped the Private would perform well in the upcoming battle, otherwise things would become rather complicated.

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OOC: Alright, only two more days to go until I have room to breath. :PAlso, @Lavama: Actually, I posted him leaving at one point XD He left with an escort when he saw the battle was starting to turn south, leaving a few of his MPs in the Diner along with Spink's Insurrectionist character and the captured Marine girl prisoner.IC: [Cavalier Diner - Insurrectionist HQ]One of the remaining "Military Police" units looked over to the hulking insurrectionist Elite. He cocked his head to the side, "You expecting them to know we're here? Nobody's gonna be looking for that girl we have for awhile. If anything, they're more concerned about us hurtin' them on Rome Street. Evac should be here soon though.. we're done here, ya know?"IC: [PFC Raz O'Brien]"Nahh, I'm staying in this. Can't let the dastards get away with what they did to Mark. C'mon, we should move before a Jackal finds us easy pickings from the rooftops."Raz secured his grip and kept his rifle out, at the ready. They had trained for piggybacked combat, but it wasn't easy. If anything, he could at least put the curious buggers into cover.IC: [Graceful Buzzard - In LEO above New Venis]The gravity lift had deployed near a building that had collapsed onto its side, providing a massive all of cover for those boarding. It was a narrow arc to move around for the retreating aggressors to find safety and sanctity. Unfortunately, as they moved to the turning point, a sniper shot rang out and one of Macabethus' two guards collapsed as a bullet tore through his throat. He crumpled to the ground, with one of his pack-mates attempting to gather him up and carry him to safety. A Major growled and told him it was too late for Talam, who had been felled too early in life.But now, they were around the edge of the building: It would be a short journey to the gravity lift, to safety.IC: [AA Turret Ruins - O.N.I. Officers]The officer with Lyn nodded his thanks, but didn't respond when he got a reply from his Captain. "We're calling off the chase on the Brutes, according to my CO. You ready for some evac, soldier? As soon as that Corvette clears the airspace, pelicans will be inbound. Until then.."He nodded to the platform that had served as a sniper nest as well as where his two remaining comrades were. In the distance, the ONI officer Captain in tandem with ODSTs and Charlie company Marines, as well as the two hulking Hunters, would occasionally peak out from their cover and move up slightly, firing warning shots at the retreating Brutes.The two were near enough to the sniper nest now that they could hear Private Serrox mutter, "That a friendly?" The Officer who had gauze wrapped around his legs replied, "What do you think? It just blew up the d*** turret we fought so hard to keep secured."IC: [scarab - Belly]The Medical Officer clacked his mandibles in dull interest as Kiro seemingly revived. "Little has happened.. You are aboard the Scarab now, and it is ours brother. Please, take in the pain without slipping into unconsciousness again. It will be a good way to combat these wounds. You must heal as soon as possible... There is more to this than some heretical attack."One of the wounded Sangheili had gandered over to where Shor was at ready with the plasma turret. He eased himself into a sitting position beside the Sangheili. "It sounds to be in another sector of this city.. it will not take note of us, I would hope."The Sangheili cocked his head at Shor' before he could respond and asked, "Why do I not see a Sangheili military rank for you in my visor?" The Sangheili was wearing his SpecOps helmet still, which was filled with tidbits of information including ranks, names, TeamBio, and so forth.IC: [spartans - Bridge]Several Spartans- Edward, Terra, among them- gave the all clear. Aaron lowered his gun and moved toward the hostages, which his squadmate who had gotten the drop on the Innies had already began to untie. "At ease, Spartans. Area secure. We need somebody to run the Bridge console that scans for activity on the ship- Don't want anymore of the innies... or even those Drones... getting the drop. Any volunteers?"Edward nodded absentmindedly to Aaron and moved to lock the door from which Blue Team had entered. Until they had this thing scanned for biosigns, he wasn't chancing somebody just waltzing in and attacking the Spartans. A fellow Delta Spartan from Aaron's squad seemed to take to the idea and moved to secure the door they had entered from. It was in this brief respite that Edward was found with the thought, O.N.I. must be involved. When else has there been more than ten of us in one place in the past five years?IC: [south Rome Street - Hotel - Upper Floors]Richard was having a bad day. He was usually a technician for the insurrectionist cause, not a fighter. All this aggressive bull wasn't something he took part in- he just made sure the weapons and ships worked right for when the real fighters needed them. But since he happened to work in the city of New Venice, he was drafted for this hasty assault that the upper echelons had assured him and several thousand others was "being enacted with the good grace of reinforcements."At first, he was overjoyed to get technology like a Gauss Turret in his hands. But that was before the Kig-Yar had gone out of their way to make it a hassle for him. He let the others do the killing mostly, only firing a few shots to really look like he was part of the cause. Political beliefs shouldn't force you to kill, d*****. That was the least of his worries now, though: the Kig-Yar weren't agreeing with the human squad leader who they were forced to work with. Despite what certain cells of the Insurrectionist faction fought for, not every species really got on that well. Humans and Kig-Yar were particularly touchy when interacting because both species were natural cheats. It was like an unspoken competition.Right now, the Kig-Yar were demanding to the human officer that they receive immediate payment, or else they wouldn't render their services. They wanted to be imbursed before risking their hides with the UNSC onslaught that was headed this way. Richard's CO was declining, with his typical street slang. Richard couldn't help but feel nervous; the Kig-Yar's eyes were all darting about their human allies as if picking targets, and the armed men next to Richard gripped their rifles 'til their knuckles turned right. He blinked once. It'd be nice if someone would break the tension already and come to an agreement..

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IC: [Colin Ferris]Colin tensed his muscles. He looked over to Seah, to make sure he was prepared, then activated his Shield gauntlet. He crouched, imitating the look of a Jackal as best he could, then brought the plasma pistol to bear. The alien weapon was odd in his hand, but he'd had enough training to be proficient with it. He nodded at Seah, then flipped into the door. He aimed, deciding to shoot at the larger group, rather than the trio arguing. He pulled the trigger rapidly, spraying wildly into the insurrectionists, until the pistol whined and overheated. Then he rolled out of the doorway and farther down the hall.

I want you to hit me as hard as you can.

Something on your mind, Dear?

Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!

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IC: Terra moved over to bridge console scan and began for life signs with the frigate "the only ones coming up are us...". Terra pried the panel off the base of the console the wiring inside had been tampered with. Ripping the tampered components out the console sparked throwing the components to Edward "definitely an inside job they can of done something like this look its military spec kit definitely not something lying about in the field you could find".

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IC:[srgt. Major Raiden Tompson]"this spartan D-013 coming in as back up for local UNSC forces. repeat, this is spartan D-013 coming in a reinforcements for local UNSC forces. I need the location of the current base of ops." OCC: hear comes the Thunder.

War...war never changes.

We crawl, on our knees for you,
under, a sky no longer blue,
we sweat, all day long for you.

But we sow, seeds to see us though,
cause sometimes dreams just don't come true,
we wait, to reap what we are due.

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IC [sgt. Seah]:John used to watch birds and practice bird calls in his youth. He also studied Kig-Yars' physiology too. He made high-pitched Kig-Yaresque squawking noises as he fired at the humans who were jumped by their presence. He fired a few bolts of plasma but retreated as soon as the shield gauntlet glowed red.He ducked back and turned around, sprinting for the hallway. "What are they up to? Anyone got live feed?"IC [shor' Talas]:"Ha, that my brother, was because I was 'honourably discharged'. Serving full-time under Commander B'kar was not feeling right by me." Shor' glanced at a scorched part of his armor where his rank used to be-he burned that off himself. "The days when I was in SpecOps are long gone, though I will provide assistance should any conflict requires, I am not officially part of the Sangheili Army."IC [Pvt. Serrox]:Will just muttered an ancient curse and sat on his haunches. He was used to high ranks being cranky and all, but this battle seemed to have no dercisive turn.IC [shawn D-042]:Shawn stood near Aaron and Edward, wanting to know what they were planning and, besides, he felt closer to them than the other Spartans, considering he competed with them a lot in training camp.

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"The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong, is that when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong,

it usually turns out to be impossible to get at or repair."

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OOC:@Leonidas,Where were your characters last? Rex would be on the bridge in the now-secured Frigate. Not sure who else you have so I can't help you get them up to speed just yet :P@Lonewanderer,I must've made one tiny oversight when approving your profile: Nobody can start as a Sergeant Major. That is the highest non-starting rank, and I must've not noticed when I was reviewing your app. Sorry, my bad!! But is it possible if you could settle for being a Master Sergeant?IC: [spartans - Captured Frigate]Edward gracelessly caught the scrap and immediately dropped it to the ground. "Spartan, just what are you digging around in there for? Find something?"Aaron visibly dropped his shoulders next to Edward and Shaun, a gesture of resigned annoyance. He then opened a COMM channel addressing the other Spartans. "Party up in two-man kill squads and check the main halls of this ship just to be sure we got them. Use your training and be alert: Just because the ship says we're secure, doesn't guarantee that we are."He opened a private COMM with Shaun and said, "Could you and Delta 08 set this thing to land? Our work is done here, and the others can handle the hallway check; it's only a frigate we're on after all."IC: [south Rome Street - Hotel - Upper Floors]A drone feed clicked on inside the helmets of the Marines upstairs. Uplink requests were also sent to the Hellbringers, who had appeared on Myles' team roster (courtesy of a temporary update by Graham). The video feed showed that the Drone had not changed positions nor had been noticed from where it spied on the floor earlier.As soon as the plasma shots had wrang out, Insurrectionist MPs pulled for their weapons. They were shouting angrily at the Kig-Yar now, as one of the soldiers lay on the ground clutching his side: carbonized bits of bone and gaping burn wound littered his chest cavity. The Kig-Yar squacked back in their hoarse, alien voices. Some of them now had their plasma shields to bear, weapons raised. Finally, tension snapped: One Insurrectionist human threw down his pistol and pulled a knife on the Kig-Yar that had moments ago been standing peacefully next to him. The knife buried itself deep in the vulture-like alien's neck. His fellow humans immediately moved to cover him with assault rifles and SMGs pouring covering fire that pinged harmlessly off energy shields. The humans and Kig-yar that had been standing together near the Gauss turret who were formerly arguing now found themselves locked in a brutal melee struggle of sorts as one of the Kig-Yar fought with the lead human over his rifle whilst the other Kig-Yar tried to aim a shot and the other human- dressed more like a technician than a fighter- could only stare with a shocked expression.IC: [sgt. Maj. Antony Graham]Now, the situation was worsening. Graham had figured out why he couldn't get ahold of any reinforcements: The insurrectionist force had set up a jammer perimeter within a kilometer radius of the site. He had been informed of this when a couple of Marines had entered through the side of the Hotel: More survivors pulling in. With them they held the remnants of a jammer they had destroyed on the way. Communication was still possible inside the radius; it was communicating with the outside that was no longer a possibility.To add to that, an old Covenant ghost fluttered uncertainly outside, occasionally strafing at the wall before speeding out of the line of sight when defenders fired upon it. The building rocked harshly again and a black column of smoke now drifted into the sky as the gauss turret fired on them again. A significant number of insurrectionists- Elites, Jackals, and humans primarily- now fired potshots as they slowly moved up from cover and closed in on the defenders. They needed help now!Then, his call was answered: A Spartan, Delta-013, called in from within the dark zone. The other boys may not appreciate it, but we need that Spartan and he'll likely need us. Graham responded to the open COMM, "Spartan, we're located in a hotel on the side of Rome Street! I'm uploading coordinates now, proceed here with caution! We're surrounded by the last push of the Insurrectionist force. They've got us pinned down with superior firepower, numbers, and gun placements. I repeat: Proceed with caution!"IC: [scarab - Belly]The Sangheili visibly froze for a moment, and bowed his head in what could be considered a new respect. "A fellow soldier who has fought under B'kar Vilaekt.. it is an honor." The Sangheili didn't sit on it for long before realizing Shor had said, was not feeling right by me."What did you mean when you said you left, brother? Did you and the Commander disagree on something? I'm astonished you were 'discharged' rather than flayed alive."

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