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Edited by Lionheart:
3/22/2015 8:23:17 AM
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There's too many of them.. They have strength in numbers...
*presses button on table which projects a live feed from outside*
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There must be a queen.. Or King... Somewhere..
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"Hm I think you are onto something. There is a method to the way they attack. Like colony based insects. If they do have a Queen or King, do you think we might stand a chance?" A little hope lights my face.
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With proper coordination and skill... Yes, otherwise no... *listens to radio* They broke through the inner walls and are pouring in... *presses button again* [Live feed]
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"Pick a team, I'm entrusting you with that mission. I'll hold them off with the soldiers left here for as long as I can. I'm no fighter, I'm really trusting you to come through... No I believe in you." I place a light hand on your shoulder and gently squeeze. A quiet smile crosses over my face before I turn and walk away. "Ok ladies and gentlemen! Captain Freddy will be choosing a group to find a solution. Everyone left over make your way to the medical bay! Well hold them off there." I look back over my shoulder once more at the captain whose shoulders now carry the burden of the survivors lives, then I disappear in the flood of people towards the Med Bay.
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*cocks rifle* Time to go huntin..
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A soldier hands you a microchip that functions as a communicator. You just place it behind your ear.
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*places* Comms: can you hear me? *exits room and heads to front gate*
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You hear a soft voice over the comm. "Yes I'm hear, Freddy. Everyone is safe inside. Be careful, some of the technicians here were able to connect servers here. We can watch your team vitals and have a map of where you are. Some areas have live feeds other don't." I chuckle for a second. "Some of this stuff works some of it doesn't."
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BlackWolf, I may have a plan...
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[spoiler]on cell sorry I missed this[/spoiler] Over the comm you hear a voice, "what is your plan?"
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I'm still sort-of tainted, so I may be able to get supplies: nothing on this planet goes near me, because I drank that blood.
