Head back through to Havel, and check he's wounds.
"Want me to try and fix you?
You turn on your heel and run back towards Havel, retracing the ground you just covered. You make it back to where you came out of the buildings originally and start making your way back through towards A street.
Form up with the rest of the team.
"So, is he on our side now or what?"
You continue to follow Miyamoto.
((At this point, it might just be better to let Havel 'die' and to try savings his brain.
Also, I'd like to go out there and try to save him, but it's suicide if part of the team stays behind. You people should totally come, it'll be !!FUN!!))
Head back down the street to where Havel is, but don't actually 'cross' the buildings yet. Keep going until I'm close to him, but on the other side of the buildings (meaning I'm still at b, but at the same 'longitude').
You Follow leon back down the street but don't enter the buildings.
As always, follow Miyamoto while looking around for potential threats
So shadow tommy just swooped in to save the day? Didn't see that one coming.
You follow after Miyamoto.
"I am a doctor!" Roger tries to move back to street A, and looks at the situation there.
You turn on your heel and make your way back through the buildings, making it out to Havel where here's laying, broken and bleeding atop a pile of concrete and steel, a pool of blood blooming out through the snow and dust on the ground.
"Right, here's what we are going to do: Roger takes any medical supplies we have as well as 2 people and heads back for the injured guy. Don't risk your lives if it's too dangerous to drag him out of there. Once you've got him out of shit, get his ass out of here, take him to the ship if he's dead. The rest of us will keep going. Once you're done, I'll guide you back to the group and we can continue from there.
Now get going! Everyone else, keep heading for the next intersection!"
Keep leading the group to the next intersection.
You make it 2/3rds of the way to the intersection of 8 and A
To the next intersection!
You make it 2/3rds of the way to the intersection of 8 and B.
((Did you say "humanoid form"? *gasp* TIMMY!!))
Help me out! The warbot is finished. I think….I think Timmy just saved me….
Do your best to staunch the bleeding while waving at what you think is/was Timmy.
[med:1]
"YOU STOP BLEEDING, LEG, YOU SON OF A BITCH! I SWEAR I'LL DIVORCE YOU AND I'LL GET SO MUCH FUCKING CHILD SUPPORT FOR FOOT! AND I'LL KEEP THE PANTS TOO! YOU'LL BE LIVING IN BOX SOMEWHERE, SUCKING DICKS FOR CRACK MONE-Oh dear I am losing a lot of blood."
You wave weakly at the thing fighting the robot for you, blinking through blood and trying to get a better look at it. What you mistook as human is only vaguely humanoid at best: What you could call the torso is humanoid, a pair of shoulders and elbow jointed arms, however it lacks a head and neck and in place of legs it has a strange tripod configuration of long, razor sharp limbs. Out of it's back, if either side is truly the front, sprouts a pair of quarter circle metal bars, completely covered in tiny, rapidly adjusting rocket pods: Wings of rocket fire and smoke. One of it's arms ends in a grasping limb, a 8 finger hand with each digit evenly spaced around the circular palm, but the other ends in a weapon, a 5 foot long cudgel or blade, it's exact shape lost in the boiling white heat pouring off it.
A buzz and a crack of thunder echos around you as the warbot fires, it's round tearing through the building it's embedded in and filling the world around you with a new plume of dust. Both machines vanish into the haze.
[fatal wound:1]