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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
12/20/2015 9:45:51 PM
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They reached the hangar after a short five minute walk with no problem. Once inside, it was a different situation. There was a transport ship guarded by three Guardians. They were getting shot at by twenty or so Wolves, each one dug in behind cover. It was a massive firefight.
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"Friends of yours?"
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James," Don't know them personally but yes."
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"Then shouldn't you help them?"
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James," Unless you want him to wake up with a headache from being dropped, I think you'll have to help them." He gestured toward the floating Lakun'ai, and how he couldn't focus on fighting the Wolves and keeping Lakun'ai in the air. "... Plus that is our ride out of here."
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Aliksis held up the hand cannon and aimed it. She aimed at the head of a dreg and kept her aim steady. Seconds later she pulled the trigger. The bullet flew through the ship and shot the dreg's head off into oblivion. Ether flew out of its body as it fell to the ground.
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Some Wolves noticed this and returned fire. James got Lakun'ai behind cover, and gently put him on the floor. Then he grabbed for his own hand cannon, Pheonix, which glowed warmly, and shot three consecutive shots into the Wolves' ranks.
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Aliksis shoots another dreg and attempts to reload the hand cannon. The reload mechanism was strange to her.
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On the far side of the hangar, the doors burst open as a Vandal is thrown through them. Emerging from the door, was Lakir, with two hand cannons loaded and firing behind him. He turned around and killed most of the Wolves hat were now in a bad position.
