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[Xantalos]

Is she incapacitated?

[Empiricist]

((Why would we want to do that? Sharing important information is a hallmark of an actually competent, functional military force ))

[Lenglon]

Feyri scoops up both you and grate and immediately takes off, flying toward the upper level of the palace with one of you under each arm. You're passing over the wall to the second level when it happens.
[dex:4+1]
A shard of the super ice, sharp as a spear of glass and several feet long, is arcing down right toward you and Feyri. She can't see it; her back is to the sky and there's no time to warn her. But you can see it. And you have a chance to stop it.
[Exo:2]
But you can't. You can't focus, you can't bring the power your amp to bear. The shard punches straight down; through Feyri's back and out her chest. It clips you as it goes, carving a frozen, blackened gash out of your left arm. 

Feryi's had a hard life in the corps. Her heroism has often been rewarded with nothing but injuries and waking up in the infirmary with more parts missing. She's been shot, broken, electrocuted and decapitated. Her organs are more plastic then flesh and what little of her original muscle remains clings to titanium bones. So when the shard of ice, sharp as a hypodermic needle and long as a fence post, half impales, half freezes it's way straight between her shoulder blades and out through her sternum, taking much of the contents of her thoracic cavity with it, she doesn't flinch. She doesn't even really feel it; there's not enough pain receptors left.

For a moment, she dips down, her flight unsteady. But then she rises again, clears the second level wall and zooms out toward the third. She makes it about half way across the second terrace before she finally falters and dips low, wavering as she flies toward the ground. She pulls back and lands on her feet, jogging to a stop as the momentum of the landing carries her an extra dozen yards. She slowly sets her two small passengers down and looks at them. The eerie colorless glow of the advancing entropy bomb shines through the ragged hole where her chest used to be and strange colored artificial blood and organ fluids pour down her legs and puddle on the ground. She jerkily lifts one arm and pats Grate's head.

"Run." She whispers breathlessly, eyes cloudy and blind behind the visor. "Run. Run. Run"

Her arm falls limp and her head lulls back, looking up at the stars. Her body suddenly tenses up and there's a metallic clink as the her suit's neck iris snaps shut. She doesn't fall. She just stands there, silent.

Eyes wide, teeth clenched, and despite the eerie sense of the entire world moving in slow motion and hyperspeed at the same time, shove Grate ahead, hopefully far enough ahead that he won't see what I'm about to do unless he turns around. followed by Detaching Feyri's already-cut-off head using the suit's quick-release, cradle it against my chest, similar to how someone carries a football, and continue to run away, carrying her head with me. again, use my amp to shield myself and/or anyone near me as necessary.

now is not the time for guilt. now is not the time to mourn. now is not the time for fear. now is the time to act. ACT.

[Lenglon]

((... and apparently i've, through inaction, and despite my best intentions, managed to get Tiruin killed twice in less than a week. (other game)))

[Tiruin]

((We don't 'talk' about the other game.

...Because doing that isn't good unless said game is done. ))

[SeriousConcentrate]

(...Goddamnit. >.<

That's really all there is to say on the matter.)

[Xantalos]

((We don't 'talk' about the other game.

...Because doing that isn't good unless said game is done. ))

((What other game?))

[Lenglon]

((We don't 'talk' about the other game.

...Because doing that isn't good unless said game is done. ))

((sry))

[Parisbre56]

((Damn. Poor Feyri. Damn.
I hope someone picks up her body too so she doesn't have to go full robot.))

((We don't 'talk' about the other game.

...Because doing that isn't good unless said game is done. ))

((What other game?))

((Game where you get people killed and don't talk about it... Mafia?))

[Xantalos]

((OH I see.))

[GreatWyrmGold]

((We don't 'talk' about the other game.

...Because doing that isn't good unless said game is done. ))

((Now I'm really intrigued...))

((Damn. Poor Feyri. Damn.
I hope someone picks up her body too so she doesn't have to go full robot.))

((She's with a smallish child who is vaguely aware of the ability of the HMRC to bring back the dead, and Lyra, who is probably even shorter. Maybe if they worked together they could bring Feyri's body back, if it wasn't stuck in her suit. Which is a Mk-III, which I think is basically MI's armor. And if not, someone really needs to explain the suits to me.))

Is she incapacitated?

I don't know shes, noLyra just ripped off Miss Feyris head11

"Miss Lyra, what are you doing? Hey, come back!"

Run after Ms. Lyra. Ideally to safety.

[Xantalos]

It's fine. If her head survives, she will. Now go! To the palace!

[GreatWyrmGold]

Okay...

Make sure Ms. Lyra is running towards the palace. If she is, run towards the palace. If not, grab her or Ms. Feyri's head and run towards the palace.

[Parisbre56]

Spoiler: About:Mk suits (click to show/hide)

((Mk1 is a very simple spacesuit. It has a small computer and radio in the helmet. It has a faceplate. It has two radiator fins. It allows people to type on their wristpad and connects with it. It allows people to bring stuff inside the suit without exposing themselves to vacuum to allow stuff such as eating. It has a port that can be used to administer drugs without opening the suit. It is a very good insulator. It is completely unarmored. It has a few basic atmospheric sensors, including radiation. It has tubes shoved into you that make sure you don't need bathroom brakes. It recycles air nearly perfectly, allowing you to stay outside for much longer. Even a tiny hole leads to instant death.(Other people, tell me if I'm wrong/forgetting something.)

Mk2 is the same as a Mk1 but better. It has the irises, that can snip shut and isolate individual body parts. The irises can also stop bleeding. It has an automatic painkiller administration system, ensuring you have less chances to pass out from pain.. It will try to keep you alive or revivable at any cost (as seen with Feyri's decapitation.)

Mk3 is the same as a Mk2 but better. It is lightly armored and has an exoskeleton system that makes the user stronger. It has rockets in its back that easily explode when shot. I'm sure it also has other cool features that I'm currently forgeting about.

Mk3 are not very heavy though. Two other team members could carry it and the body inside it to safety.

I remember piecewise posted some pictures of what Mk1 and Mk3 look like, but I can't find them right now. Anybody know where they're at? I remember him saying that the feel of the Mk1s was similar to the spacesuits in Planetes..))

Edit: Or, for a more morbid yet practical solution, you could manually activate the rest of the ireses and carry her individual erm... components.

You know what they say: If you have a big problem, divide it to smaller ones.

[GreatWyrmGold]

((We don't have time for that. And, again, little people. Carrying Feyri would be tough.

Of course...this means she could be a lot like Jim when this is done...))