((Yay i dont have to get out of my suit to fix my leg, guess ill use that dynamic bonus on my concussion instead... wait does self medication even require a roll?))
quickly dose myself with a nice stimulant/painkiller cocktail and begin slowly and carefully making my way back towards miyamoto and bishop checking each corner for sods before continuing.
Briefly question my sanity as to why i am heading back towards the room being targeted by supersonic guided nuclear warheads then remember the precious floor mounted loot boxes and let my magpie logic wash all my troubles away.
[Med:2+1+1]
You medicate yourself, not quite enough to truly get rid of the pain, but enough to dull it into submission. You start limping back toward the control room, silently remembering how many stairs and holes you're gonna have to climb on the way.
I am the Silent Guardian, I watch and I wait and let my poor brain recover.
Oh, and send following to people on gangway:
Hey peeps, Miyamoto here.
We've taken control of the command room. Small problem: there is a Shadow Walker lobbing thermonuclear rocket-assisted gauss rounds at us. Now that he has so conveniently revealed his position, would any of you be so kind to go hunt him down? Or at least shoot any further rounds out of the sky, 'cause I am currently taking a headache induced siesta here.
Cheers,
Miya
((@ Zako: it seems Steve is back. Now's the time to plug in and let him take over the command center, I reckon.))
Miyamoto, combat paperweight, keeps an eye out for more homicidal pieces of metal and text messages his friends.
((I'm going to assume we heard Steve waking up. If not, Lars just listens to Jim beatbox some more.))
Lars jumped for joy at hearing his divine overlord. "Glorious Steve! We praise your great name, and sing our joys at your return! What have you learned from the being ARES?"
Ask the Steve.
>That we're almost done here. There's maybe one more UE running around and Definitely one Shadow walker. I've used what few monitoring capacities I have to scan the place and I'm not finding any more sod commanders, at least none that I can recognize. It appears our work here is mostly done, though hunting these last few threats might be the most dangerous part of this.
I wonder if Jim has ever heard of The Flashbulb.
(I hadn't, but I did like it. Have you heard of Room 401 or Boards of Canada? They're in the same vein. I also like Explosions in the Sky, but the only thing they really have in common with the previous bands is that their music is - with the exception of like two tracks - completely instrumental.)
Jim quiets down so Lars can ask. Once the priest gets his answer, it's time for the move out order.
"MOVE OUT!"
"Where are we moving out to?"
"MOOOOOOVE OUT!"
"Jim, Calm down, I think-"
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE!"
Bishop sighs in frustration and pulls out a cable.
"Steve, if you're listening, we're getting fired on by LESHO rounds. I'm plugging in now since we can't wait anymore. I like you to hurry the fuck up before we become vaporised into our component atoms and this room ceases to exist."
Jack Steve in and let him do his thing. Keep an eye on the door for sods and the hole in the wall for more incoming rounds.
You plug your suit into one of the working terminals and it jerks and goes stiff and unresponsive.
>Sorry, I'm high jacking you for a bit. I'd say hold still but it's really not like you have a choice. Your suit goes dark. Aw, not even some sort of cool matrix display? Real computing is lame.
((I'm assuming we know Steve is online.))
"Oh, that's good to know. Second, I was wonder-" Flint stopped talking to the Armory Master when he heard Steve coming back online. "On second thought, now that Steve is back, I'll ask him, since he could probably answer better. Thanks for the help dear. Pleasure talking to you, as always." He said and closed the channel to the AM. He started making his way to the elevator, admiring the murals in the walls one last time.
Thank the AM. Retrieve the cameras I had put on the stairs and elevator. Make my way to the elevator and get ready to make it go up, once the others are ready. Ask Steve: "Hey Steve! How'd it go? Everything good? Found anything interesting?"
You gather up the cameras and then go stand in the elevator, waiting for Jim and the rest.
>It went fine. It's nice to finally have a first hand idea of the capacities of this place. We're gonna put it to some good use, I can tell you that. Might even be able to adapt some of the technology your missions discovered into it. I've already been creating the plans for manipulated bacterial baths, so we can construct using the same technology as that "shark mist". Anti-laser coatings using the sand from the Samsonite Abyss, things like that. To be honest I might have to leave someone here to oversee the place after we've left. We'll see.