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Post by Mierin on Aug 30, 2006 15:56:56 GMT -5
Sam nods quietly at Mariana "Let's go then before the good Commander decides to check on us to see how we're doing." Sam then heads towards the gate quickly and quietly.
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Post by dakota on Aug 30, 2006 19:21:45 GMT -5
Dyson glanced at McCain for a minute before slipping on his helmet. " Seems wierd to have someone other than Shep covering our tails."
"Good Luck, I'll try to cause a distraction to give you a head start. Gus is due to raid the mess hall pantry anyways." Hawkins smirked and headed off towards the barracks."
" You trust him?" Greer asked Marianna
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Post by juggernautsb on Aug 31, 2006 10:22:16 GMT -5
McCain smiles, "Well this probably won' t be the last time I cover yalls asses." McCain waits until the group has headed out and keeps a close eye to the rear as he follows the group.
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Post by dakota on Sept 4, 2006 13:09:15 GMT -5
" You don't have to make it sound like you enjoy it so much." Dyson replied to McCain as they slipped out of the base.
It wasn't twenty minutes before a mechanical toneless voice called out. " Halt!"
"So much for a distraction." Greer sputtered.
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Post by Mierin on Sept 4, 2006 20:01:44 GMT -5
Sam curses under her beath and she whispers to everyone over the comm "Find cover" She looks for cover herself as she asks "Who are you?"
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Post by juggernautsb on Sept 5, 2006 11:19:02 GMT -5
McCain brings his rifle up to his chest at the high ready as he dives and rolls into the closest cover or concealment.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Sept 5, 2006 14:31:08 GMT -5
Mariana quietly slips behind a tree, TK-ing her NG Super-gun to her hand as she waits for the mechanical voice to ID itself, also looking around for speakers in the trees.
Odd... Gus usually eats more than that... This is too quick... She thinks to herself.
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Post by dakota on Sept 5, 2006 22:53:12 GMT -5
" Negative recognition code. Surrender now." The mechanical voice replied to Sam's question. Dyson dove behind a rock, closely followed by Greer. " I'm guessing that means they aren't friendly?"
Stepping into view, the mechanical skull visage of an old-style skelebot stepped into view, it's CV-212 rifle held shoulder high as it searched the terrain.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Sept 6, 2006 7:22:26 GMT -5
Mariana stays silent, trying to remember if those bots have an off switch she can safely TK. At the same time, she visually scours the area, looking for more of them.
"If there's only the one, ma'am, I could draw it off." Mariana whispers on the comm to Sam.
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Post by Mierin on Sept 6, 2006 15:03:10 GMT -5
Sam is silent for a moment before whispering over the comm "Do it. We'll cover you."
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Post by dakota on Sept 6, 2006 23:26:26 GMT -5
" When have you ever seen a lone skelebot on patrol?" Greer asked.
The skelebot focused it's attention on Greer's hiding spot and began to aproach it with it's rifle lowered. Two more broke into the clear, their rifles also trained.
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Post by Mierin on Sept 7, 2006 14:22:17 GMT -5
Sam whispers over the comm, "Greer, bot's headed your way. Two more have arrived. Keep your eyes open, people. "
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Post by juggernautsb on Sept 7, 2006 14:43:48 GMT -5
McCain draws a bead on the head of the closest skelbot without firing.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Sept 8, 2006 8:48:34 GMT -5
"This is why I like Psi-hounds... always a human somewhere." Mariana sighs.
Sneaking around a little bit, she comes up behind the skelebots.
"Hey." She says meekly. "You on my side? You know, the Coalition States?"
Meanwhile, she attemps to locate the safety/power cable/e-clips and TK to disarm them.
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Post by dakota on Sept 11, 2006 3:08:21 GMT -5
One of the Skelebots turned to face Marianna, it's weapon lowered but not aimed at her. " State your identification."
The other pair continued towards the rest of the squad, their weapons also being lowered to a firing position.
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