D: Run away? [i]Run away?[/i] Run away, run away, run awaaaayyy... No, I don't see that in my usual vocabulary. The words "run" and "away" are in there, but not together. A: The Cabal pack a bigger punch. This is no different. [i]Adara equips her 4th horseman and braces herself for the upcoming wave. David puts away his Hereafter and instead equips his Hawkmoon. Amidst of all the chaos, an incoming message from elsewhere in the cosmodrome, the warlock of the team Xel-15 establishes communications. Against seemingly impossible odds David and Adara both seemed unfazed, even a little underwhelmed by what lies ahead in the violent storm.[/i] X: [i]David, do you read me?[/i] D: I can't read you, but I can hear you. X: [i]There are fallen converging onto you. What are you doing in the storm.[/i] D: I might've, maybe, possibly, probably hacked fallen comms and bragged to them on how I have Taniks' cloak. X: [i]Bragging? I thought you were on a reconnaissance mission![/i] D: I was! And I found a small fallen encampment. And I hacked thier comms. And the storm rolled in. There are like, 2 spider tanks, several small pirates and an Archon that's very very angry at me. A: Why would you do such a stupid thing? D: Hey, if you get to piss off Cabal leaders and get away with it scot-free, I'm gonna enjoy myself listening to angry archons yell at me. Funny stuff. B: David has a point Adara... A: Don't be as foolish as David, Beachball. B: I'm not!