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Post by dakota on Jan 3, 2005 7:00:01 GMT -5
The battle is confusing to Mariana, as the laser light show seems to have no actual sides and the participants seem to be taking turns shooting at each other. Only a few seem to using any recognizable tactics, and they are anything but standard CS training. The eerily quiet battle is suddenly broken by the plop of a grenade launcher, replied to by a scream- accompanied explosion.
After closer inspection, she determines there are three parties involved in the chaos. The first acrossed the creek, a second up the the slope on the opposite side and the third caught in the middle. The number of participants is hard to judge , but the middle group seems to be the smallest. A tree behind her burst into flames from a wild shot as the top plummets to the ground.
(tag - Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 3, 2005 8:04:57 GMT -5
*Mariana hustles away from the burning tree, to protect her duffle... and her transfer orders... and her t-shirt she got he last day on her last assignment, has a picture of a cactus with sunglasses and a pistol... and finds a more defensible local. Once done, she activates her telescopic rifle sight (turns out she has one), and aims for the people across the creek. When she gets a beads on someone that ain't shep or Snowball, she'll fire single shots.*
Edit: (Tag Daks)
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Post by dakota on Jan 3, 2005 8:34:35 GMT -5
After a few minutes of bobbing and weaving to see through the trees, an armored figure presented itself, hunched behind a rock acrossed the creek, only his old stlye dead boy helmet and shoulders visible. As she carefully aimed at the figure, a scurrying sound amongst the leaf litter came from her right. In the corner of her eye, another CS armored figure crawls on it's elbows, somewhat in her direction.
(tag- Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 3, 2005 8:43:17 GMT -5
*Mariana instinctively re-aims the rifle to the nearer threat. Peering closely, she attempts to see if the armour has any familiar markings, like, say, Shep's. If, it's old style body armour, and he's clearly not carrying a CS weapon, she'll aim for the weapon itself, and try to make it look like another stray shot.*
(17+3-3 for called shot (WP bonus) to strike at the rifle)
(And... tag-daks)
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Post by dakota on Jan 3, 2005 8:55:50 GMT -5
" Of all the stupid stunts to pull." A familiar voice from the grumbled from the figure in camoflagued CA-3 armor crawling towards her. " When I get my hands on your furry butt... what were you thinking, you big oaf?" His voice gets a little louder, oblivious to her presence.
(tag - Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 3, 2005 9:04:42 GMT -5
*Mariana silent re-aims her rifle back at the figure across the creek* "Ssst." *she hisses, to keep him off his guard.*
"You a friend of the guy across the creek?" *She asks, once she has re-acquired the target*
(Tag-Daks)
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Post by dakota on Jan 3, 2005 9:17:44 GMT -5
Shep stops in his tracks, his head snapping up to face Mariana as he wipes some of the dirt from his faceshield." Gawd, I hate this thing. How long have you been there." The annoyance in his voice is obvious as he crawls past her and takes a seat against a tree trunk, breathing heavily.
" And here I thought you didn't like me, but my magnetic personality brought you scurrying back." He chuckled, reloading his rifle. " Hey where's Snowball? He was right behind..."
A series of explosions rock the ground in the direction Shep had come from as an Automatic Grenade Launcher opens fire from the top of the slope.
(Tag - Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 3, 2005 9:23:13 GMT -5
*Mariana watched the interplay of weapons* "Oh yes, Shep, I'm here for you. I'm devoted to you. As for Snowball-" *Mariana is interrupted by the grenade explosions* "How far behind you was he?"
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Post by dakota on Jan 3, 2005 9:31:54 GMT -5
Hastely, he finishes his rearming, ignoring Mariana completely, his tone carying a hint of panic." You big furball, I told you to stay right behind me. But no, you had to be a hero as stay behind to cover me."
He stands,and flicks off his safety. " You stay here" He orders her, through clenched teeth as he brushes past her. " I'll be right back."
(Tag- Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 3, 2005 9:35:15 GMT -5
"Like hell I'm staying." *she mumbles as she drops her duffle, and moves to a different position, and starts covering shep*
*The soundless battle helping her keep better track of who's calling out to whom.*
(Tag-Dakota)
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Post by dakota on Jan 3, 2005 9:47:58 GMT -5
" I said stay put!" He spins on his heels to face her. " He's my responsibility." He turns back to wade into the crossfire between the far side of the creek and the hillside. The middle of the conflict no longer seems to interest either party, until a burst of plasma slams overhead, igniting the trees and raining down around them, causing Shep to halt an look for a way around. His actions strike Mariana as odd, very different from when they'd first met hours earlier.
(Tag - Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 3, 2005 9:52:15 GMT -5
"I'll make a note that you said that." *she mumbles as she stalks back to her original position. As she waits, and guards their position, and her oh-so-precious cactus t-shirt, she listens for more signs of activity.*
"What have you gotten us into?" *she whispers*
(annnn.... Tag!)
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Post by dakota on Jan 3, 2005 10:22:59 GMT -5
After a few minutes, the firefight seems to dwindle out, but there is no sign of either of her companions until Shepherd pushes his way through some smoldering bushes, his shoulders hung in defeat. He flops next to Mariana, and tosses his helmet in disgust. " I can't find him. There's a blood trail that leads to the creek, but ther's a bunch of other tracks in there too. I couldn't even tell which ones are his."
(tag- Mariana)
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 3, 2005 10:28:00 GMT -5
*Mariana props up against a tree* "Who were they all? And how did so much CS equipment get in the hands of enemies?"
*She checks her bag for injury, and slyly eyes Shep for any of his own.*
(Tag taggity tag-Dakota)
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Post by dakota on Jan 3, 2005 10:38:35 GMT -5
" Look lady, how the hell should I know." He looks up at her, pulling his cap from his pack and slamming it on his head. He stared at her for a moment. " Maybe it came from all those dirty soldiers down in Lone Star. Maybe it's from one of the convoys the Black Market rolls over regularly. Maybe it's the stuff that Chi-Town has been funnelling to Sprite's army for years. I'm pretty sure thats who's guys it was acrossed the creek."
He pulled himself to his feet and retrieved his helmet, clipping it to his pack, not looking at her as he continues. " And the others, I haven't got a clue who they were."
(tag back)
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