Roll 35
-Pertinent to-Enemy Name-Enemy Type-HP and Defense
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-Boss-Horatio Stonewall-Ross Captain of the Guard-680/800, 40 Defense
-Boss-Mk 23 Combat Drone-400/400 HP, 14 Defense
-Amatin-???-Ross Soldier-?/?, ? Defense
-Milia-Ross Soldier-34/100, 4 Defense Bleeding at 10hp per turn until dead
-Milia-Ross Soldier-10/100, 4 Defense DISABLED
2x-Elevator, aiming at Jaffar/Caplus/Varron-Ross Security Guard-100, 4 Defense
3x -Kayle/Incoming-Ross Soldier-100, 4 Defense
Ross Navy Ensign (4/120) (Concussion!)
Ross Navy Ensign (34/120)
Ross Navy Elite (128/240)
Ross Navy Elite (158/240)
The group's radios exploded as Amatin sent a message encoded to alert any nearby radios--in other words, everyone on the ship, pretty much, got the message.
"Group, spread across the hub! Second team, there's a skirmish in the central hub, get here as soon as you can! Use codenames, the channel is NOT secure.
Alligator, Robin, and Aphid, shoot the Captain with your biggest guns.
Citrus, Galena: EMP the drone and block the staircase with it.
Everyone else, take care of the lesser enemies. Over!"Everyone also noticed someone else... Herros it seemed, speaking from nearby Amatin's transmitter.
"Hey, why can't I--"Just do what I say! We need to block the stairca--"The voices faded out for some reason, until the radio produced the sound of a hard impact against the floor.
Jaffar, just a little bit nervous, asked,
"Time to go?""Uh, yeah, definitely!"The three piled into the elevator and hit the descend controls. Caplus started reviewing the situation during the ride down.
"So, there's apparently a combat drone that's going to be a problem.""There is," replied Jaffar as he took out his bazooka.
"I think I can do something about that. Wait a minute, we've got an entire ship coming up the stairs in order to kill us, correct?""Indeed," began Varron,
"that is why you are going to EMP the drone--""I am?!""Yes, and then I'll just plop it over the entrance with gravity. Simple, eh?""Right."Jaffar slid a rocket into the back of the bazooka, then hefted it up, opened the sight, and pointed it towards the door.
"This Horatio guy had better live up to his name."--------
Amatin tossed the communicator over the handrail, leaving it in an active state as to confuse anyone trying to trace the message. He had a spare, so losing one transmitter shouldn't be an issue. (These transmitters are exactly like walkie-talkies)
He noticed that
Milia was missing. Looking around, he saw her in a corner sneaking up on some of the soldiers. Well, he thought, less gunfire aimed at the team would be better.
He attempted to take out Horatio in a quick and easy fashion: with life blast. Only the most strong-willed of humans could resist having their own soul blasted out of their body and into oblivion. He closed his eyes, focused on Horatio, and hoped for the best. He felt Horatio's struggle... and in fact, the struggle was successful. Amatin felt he could no longer even scratch Horatio's soul.
"What's the matter? Hehe. I'm going to be harder to break than you think."Frustrated, Amatin dashed away, Horatio set his sights upon Amatin, spinning up his two weapons, and unleashing a flurry of bullets just as Amatin dove around the corner, [6] grabbing a surprised Ross (who just came up the stairway) by the leg and flipping him violently, smashing his skull against the ground. Amatin couldn't tell if the guy's brain was splattered against the inside of his helmet, or whether it was just a serious head injury. Either way, this guy is down for the count, and his shotgun is fair game.
[2] Amatin then felt a stinging sensation in his left arm. Moving it over to check what happened just made it sting even more. He tore off his bulky HEV glove and clutched his arm, his underlying suit mimicking the texture of warm blood under his hand.
He heard another of Horatio's corny taunts:
"I know this sounds cliche, but I've always wanted to say it... my guns are bigger than yours!"Milia, seeing Amatin diving for cover, drew two arrows at once and guided them into the two nearby trooper's heads, dealing [5, also headshot]
90 damage and [1, also headshot]
66 damage, respectively. One fell, stunned. The other helplessly clutched at the back of his head as blood began pouring out of the wound.
"Artery shot?" she whispered to herself.
Milia began moving upwards to get a better view of the battlefield.
Kayle began to look through walls, noting a large mass of opposition on the lower floors, and three Ross soldiers heading up the stairs.
She grabbed her radio and yelled into it,
"Three hostiles coming up the stairs. They'll probably stop on hearing this but you should be ready for them. Oh and Whale, I think you got--""Yes I know, don't reveal codenames!"Afterward, Kayle unslung her tachyon rifle, inferring that Horatio is slow and armored, and the tachyon gun counters both traits.
Next,
Herros decided he would focus on making that drone
his. He crouched down while Horatio fired at Amatin, attempting to merge his consciousness with the droid's systems. [1] To check his abilities, he urged the motors to move. The droid itself successfully pushed against Herros' will, retaining control. Herros settled for trying to disable it, taking the job off Caplus hands... his powers also failed at that.
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The elevator doors swung open, allowing Jaffar, Caplus, and Varron to walk out and join the fight.
Jaffar, having prepared his rocket launcher, fired into Horatio's back. Horatio, obviously ticked off by
120 damage, slowly turned around, letting his guns slow down to avoid absolutely trashing the main room--and his allies.
[4+1]
Caplus used his electromagnetic control to saturate the drone's control systems with electromagnetic pulses from the inside, bypassing any EMP shielding. He had learned this technique in the past, disabling rogue drones as a security officer. His past life was rather helpful on the ship. But anyway, the team would be leaving very, very soon. Hopefully.
After reminiscing, Caplus checked to make sure the drone was dead. It wasn't moving, so he assumed it was so.
"Varron, move the drone over a little bit. Block the stairway. ""On it," Varron replied.
[4+1] He abruptly pulled the drone toward him. His powers allowed him to easily lift it up, move it closer to the stairway, rotate it to occupy as much horizontal space as possible, and drop it onto the stairway.
He felt his powers strengthen!
[6+1] His smart-cloak, in Varron's defense, yanked the helmets of Milia's targets off, arrows included, and accelerated them across the room, into the heads of the two security officers to each side of the elevator doors. Both guards were subsequently knocked out with heavy concussions.
"Did I just do that?"EDIT:
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Zakroff heard an alarm ring throughout the room. He used the control panel to open the door he tried to lock. Luckily, or unluckily, if he hadn't decided at the last moment to just open the door, the door slid open, the mangled part simply breaking as the door moved. A number of soldiers ran past him, too focused on heading to the main hub to actually check if Zakroff had a nametag.
"Hmm, it looks like there's a party somewhere. I hope I'm not too late for tea!"
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