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Post by Zabuza Midareta on May 15, 2012 17:12:37 GMT -6
As Kavalshek started wandering down the stairs a skeleton ran towards them. The skeleton dodged Kragen and head right for Kavalshek. The Russian ducked as a dart flew over his head and hit the skeleton in the head. "Thanks, Snake," Kavalshek spoke with surprise in his voice.
I'm not in Mother Russia, and the dead are trying to kill me. This place really is backwards, The Russian laughed at the thought. Snake was freaking out about rope, and how to repel. "Of course I know. Left hand is death grip other hand is brake hand. But, in my opinion, being on the roof, or out in the open is the worst idea that we can do, no matter the support. We should go down stairs and hold the lobby. The Russian's voice dead serious at the last part.
Sure it was going to be damn near impossible, but he doubted the safety of repelling down the building. "Would you rather be out in the open, with no cover down there, or hidden down stairs?" Kavalshek kept going down the stairs after pulling out his AK-47. "Kragen, I am with you."
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Post by Linx on May 17, 2012 19:32:59 GMT -6
He shrugged. "I'd rather be in a place with escape options, before air support arrives and the area is swarmed with undead." he retorts, quickly securing the rope and stepping up to the edge of the roof. Kragen had sniper support, which was good, but would be useless indoors. "Besides, I doubt your sniper can cover all the exits and entrances, and I think making a quick retreat is better than getting bogged down in siege before more soldiers arrive." he says, tossing a quick nod as he descended down the side of the building. As his boots touched the ground, he drew his weapon quickly, hoping they'd have enough sense to cut or recoil the rope so nothing could flank them as he dashed down a side alley, taking cover in an adjacent building.
He paused as he checked his clip, and steadied himself. Acting on reflex had helped him put down one creature, but now that he had time to think, he shuddered. The walking dead, joy. Facing that thing cold would've frozen damn near anyone not used to things like it, and he counted himself lucky. Battle hardened, he knew more often than not it was kill or be killed on the battlefield. He didn't like killing, but neither did he shy away from it if he had to. It was that fact alone that had probably saved the Russian from a quick and untimely end. He starts to head out, intending to let them fight it out on their own, before pausing again. This was the first time he'd met someone like him, just a soldier trying to get by. It might be the only time. He growls as he dashes up to the second floor, ducking down by a window, giving him a good cover area for where they were going to make their stand. At the very least, they'd have someone on the outside ready to give them cover besides their sniper. He slows his breathing, raising his weapon, and begins firing as the undead appeared, silently dropping as many as he could.
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Post by Kragen on May 17, 2012 19:50:53 GMT -6
"No you're not." Stun grenade, before Kavalshek could do anything. By the time the light from the grenade faded and he came to, the ex-soldier would be gone. Blowing his way through undead or sneaking by them entirely, Kragen went into one of the rooms the resistance had set up and disappeared through the secret exit found by the window and escaping via zip line to the next building over free from undead.
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Post by Garrus Vakarian on May 17, 2012 20:09:28 GMT -6
Garrus watched Snake's back as he descended down the rope and once he was safe, the archangel shot the rope so it couldn't be used by the enemy and repeated the process for the zip line once Kragen had escaped. The rebel turian was about to leave his position until he saw the man Kragen was conversing with earlier still in the building and contacted Kragen on his radio. Garrus Vakarian
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Post by Kragen on May 18, 2012 12:03:50 GMT -6
((Kavalshek said to skip him this round.))
Upon hearing the turian's voice coming from his radio, Kragen grabbed it and brought the radio to his mouth to answer. "Diversion." While the Vulture were busy with the Russian Kragen and any remaining rebel soldiers would be able to escape from under the Vulture's radar. Cold but the ex-soldier wasn't here to make friends. He was here to fight a war.
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Post by grimmhallows on May 20, 2012 3:07:53 GMT -6
Violet was hardly impressed with the tactics she'd seen from the adversaries she now faced;
All were running, and trying to escape the clutches of her undead.
"Hardly any fun..." She chasitised quietly, the voice echoing all over the walls and into the ears of the men and women who now ran for thier lives.
"You really beleive that just be cause you physically flee your minds will not be trapped here forever? Consumed by the hell that now raises from beneath your feet and break through those walls" She laughed; something eerily beautiful in the midst of more zombies and skeletons rising to take more souls to the underworld, to kill more and more and more.
"I'm at least glad you have indeed the courage to move; better than to stay and be ripped apart by my servants." She expressed with glee, and that strange laugh came again.
Then a large demon came from below, cast with fire and flame; it rose to be taller than most the skeletons, and it ran quickly on all fours, breaking through walls toward the masked man and the large amount of soldiers fleeing.
"Hmmm," The young teenager mumbled, "I wonder if Grey is actually with the resistance? Would that make us enemies...?" She seemed slightly distressed, but the demon carried onward, even tearing apart undead as it rushed, crushing through floors and walls.
And it found the fleeing mob quickly; and picked one man up and swallowed half his body, the other half crushed between teeth sharper than diamond daggers.
The whole thing was alight; even it's toes.
"DIE, MORTAL SCUM!" It screamed.
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Post by Garrus Vakarian on May 20, 2012 9:47:10 GMT -6
Cold but it made a certain kind of sense, distract the Vulture with something unrelated and while they're dealing with that get your own people out. It looked to be working fine until a large demon rise from the bottom of the building Kragen fled to. Definitely not Vulture. Just what kind of people were they recruiting now? Garrus Vakarian
Watch it, Kragen you have a large fire creature moving in on your position! Garrus held up the M-29 Incisor and aimed the barrel of the weapon towards the demon while looking at it through the eye of his scope. It was a good thing they upgraded their weapons to accept blessed silver ammunition and Zira up mental barriers to protect their minds otherwise no telling what could have happened here. The turian rather not even think about it. Aiming towards the demon's head he waited and then fired a three shot burst into the creature's skull, three rounds traveling so quick it sounded like a single shot was fired as the blessing would severely damage the demon upon impact. |
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Post by Kragen on May 24, 2012 7:01:05 GMT -6
((No mob. The resistance members are scattered about in different locations all trying to reach the same designation.))
"On it." Once the ex-soldier finished speaking into his radio several explosive charges that were set up went off and the demon would find the ceiling above collapsing down upon its skull after Garrus fire off his shots to bury him beneath the rubble of the explosion as Kragen had already climbed down the fire escape and onto the side streets of Isafaro heading back to the resistance base.
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Post by grimmhallows on May 24, 2012 18:35:23 GMT -6
((Sorry ^_^))
Violet winced a little at the demons death; one of her favourite pets.
"Just what foolishness is this? I was promised something simple by that commander or general or whatever he was." Violet mumbled darkly to herself.
"Scare a few people, blame the resistance. That's all it had to be..." She sighed and drew her daggers.
Why can't I just find Grey, and be happy? Why must something always get in the way...?
Violet spoke some words softly, and levitated to the top of a building. A clear vantage point, her glasses scanning and identifying the problem for her demon.
"Structural collapse, caused by enchanted holy bullets. Not Altenian in design... So the enchantment must have just stunned my poor pet. Then they used some explosive to crush it. How cold."
Violet screwed up her face in slight disgust; she truly detested most other people.
She jumped off and ran down the wall, muttering a few more words to race rather quickly through the buildings, until she stood before the man who'd set the explosives; a man masked in a strange helmet of black.
"You killed my pet. You will tell me of Grey, lest you pay with your blood instead. Call for back-up if you must, or intel. But I want Grey Everlost, alive. I know you are holding him prisoner," Violet said, using her knives to slice up a man who'd come up behind her with a gun.
Her glasses flashed, and the mask looked ready to respond.
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Post by Kragen on May 25, 2012 8:13:21 GMT -6
Kragen came to a stop at the appearance of Violet, his facial features impossible to read behind the black gas mask as the red orbs from the mask looked the girl up and down. Didn't seem like the type that Vulture would recruit, must have been more to the story. The ex-soldier would indeed call for back up on his radio but it wouldn't be what the woman was expecting. "Grey, your assistance is required."
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Post by Garrus Vakarian on May 25, 2012 9:13:40 GMT -6
Garrus had a clear shot at Violet when she floated up to the roof but he was one second too late as already she was moving in fast for Kragen's position. Garrus Vakarian
Damn! His sniper rifle aimed at her again he listened to their conversation and knew Grey Everlost to be otherwise known as Grimm, the reaper that he and his sister requested to join the resistance after Aminee brought back him and a midget named Sam. Seeing how this changed things he grabbed his radio and also called back to HQ. Garrus Vakarian
The enemy is requesting the presence of Grey Everlost, repeat the enemy is requesting the presence of Grey Everlost. A young woman, long black hair, glasses over her eyes and is dressed in an old fashioned purple dress. Permission to take down? |
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Post by grimmhallows on May 28, 2012 2:51:15 GMT -6
Grey's voice flashed over the radio, sudden and rather anxious. "Don't shoot. Get the hell out of there. If it's a necromancer you need to run quickly. I'll be there shortly. ETA is 2 minutes. Kragen I need you to stall. Lia, if you get this hurry up, your always so slow!" Grey's voice had never been this frantic; or even anywhere near. "Garrus, if she summons anything big, try and take it down. If your bullets don't work, try explosives if you have them! Snake, if you are there....try not to die, yeah? Get everyone who can move out, and don't be a hero till almost everyone is out. If people go down, you can't save them." Grey's voice came, no breaths truly taken. Grey himself summoned his scythe, and pistol, and opened the portal from his library. His eyes were wide as he left his apprentice, but he'd kept calm; the boy had studies at least. And 'Grimm', donning cloak and scythe, shook his head, and sighed. Necromancers.... Even I can't really deal with them too well...
Tch, what a nuisance.... ******* "Grey, your assistance is required."[/b] Violet eyed this man carefully; such a statement insinuated that Grey Everlost was with this feeble resistance; rather than captive. "Lies.... You call an imposter! You try to deceive me!" She cried out, and sent out a black wave of negative energy, more undead rising. Several large golems constructed of earth and skeletons rose from the ground, some even from under buildings. Her eye flashed a bright purple; her hair now hung suspended in the air as she now did, and her face revealed tears blacker than night. "Don't you mock me!" She screamed, and a rumbling came from the ground, and then it erupted; the remains of a lich, demon of the undead. "Crush them all! I want them all dragged to below!" She screamed and she threw one of her knives at Kragen. "Kill them all!" *********** |
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Post by Kragen on May 28, 2012 14:10:13 GMT -6
((Snake's not with the resistance.))
"Necromancer?" repeated Kragen. That explained the out of place skeletons. After the radio conversation ended the woman called him a liar. Refusing to believe that Grey was on their side for one reason or another. Acting like a little girl at the news. The ex-soldier wasn't interested to get caught up in whatever this was, he had a job to do. When he became surrounded by monsters called by her power, Kragen quickly sent a grenade up into the air. A stun grenade. Though his goal was not to temporarily stun either the creatures or the woman, if that happened it would be an added bonus. Instead the blinding light that came from the stun grenade would serve to blind the targets, allowing the ex-soldier a chance for escape and when the light would fade the knife thrown would catch only air as Kragen would have vanished from sight.
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Post by Garrus Vakarian on May 28, 2012 15:59:16 GMT -6
Normally Garrus would have shot Violet right between the eyes and eliminate the threat of the golems and the lich in one shot but since that was out the rebel turian aimed for one of the golem and fired another three shot burst into his head. Quickly reloading and remaining hidden on his rooftop, Garrus unloaded another three shot burst against a second golem while having no idea where Kragen vanished to. Knowing the ex-soldier that was a good thing.
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Post by grimmhallows on Jun 3, 2012 3:21:24 GMT -6
Grey, with a few words and scythe in hand, was already hovering menacingly over the armies of undead that poured into the streets below. The disgusting zombies and skeletons devouring any poor soul they got thier hands on. The golems crushed walls and tore down support columns in buildings; and the new Lich was going to be a bigger nuisance to Grey than the necromancer them-selves.
He heard a soft bang, followed by the spotting of a rather bright light; something that would not work against undead, or even necromancers surely, but definitely something to help him see the worst part of the new hell that had risen from below.
He raced faster than ever; creating a rather extensive shockwave near-by the flash bang's initial blast. He raised a finger to his ear, and pressed the communicator in there.
"Kragen, Kavalshek, and whoever else is still alive and kicking. I'm going to need some help..."
Grey said bitterly as a bolt of dark energy raced at him. Trying to dodge it, it matched his speed and route; intercepting him and impaling him through the torso, though fortunately not somewhere fatal.
"And if anyone knows .....healing spells or ....has something to cure ......impalement.... That'd be great, guys." He manage to say before getting hit by another bolt through one of his arms, red blood now seeping from both wounds.
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Violet couldn't see anything but shadows; her fury almost literally binding her through her dark magic. Seeing a shadow with a weapon in hand, she responded quickly as it said something obscure.
"YOU WILL ALL JOIN MY ARMY!" She screamed at anything nearby; the voice heard a good several miles away clearly.
She let loose several bolts of dark energy from her hands, And she felt the bolts herself pierce her target's body. She grinned maliciously, and drew her rose menacingly, and raced quickly at the helpless and trapped victim.
She aimed for it; but it kept deflecting with a strange pole.
"Someone fucking distract her so I can get to the Lich!" She heard it scream out. Her eyes raced around; fearing instantly that someone could indeed harm her.
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