WHO: Alpha Team WHERE: Oros ; en route to and outside the Trilk base WHEN: Jan 12 - 20 WHAT: miscellaneous ass kicking WARNINGS: violence? will update with anything else
( pick a day, pick a fight you want to thread out, header it up and go! )
[ Since Maine and Carolina are engaged in pulling in the impressive numbers, Wash concentrates on picking off the stragglers. He's never going to beat them anyway. And one hostile with good aim is just as dangerous as a group of them rampaging across the ground.
There's nothing remarkable about it. A shot here. A shot there. An explosion that collapses a section of the ground right out from under a pack of the aliens.
When Wash reaches a point of higher elevation, he scans the area with his eyes and his armor's scanners. ]
Are we done yet? How many of these fucking things can there be?
[ At this point, as fun as it is to cut loose and kill endless waves of these aliens, he's also getting a little tired of killing endless waves of aliens. Beta team should be getting that Relic any moment now ( at least, according to Maine's timeline; then again, he's used to competent people getting in and getting out so it takes minutes not hours ) and they haven't heard a peep yet. It's making him antsy working with so many people who don't have a fucking clue what's going on.
His area is cleared and he doesn't see anything alerting on his HUD so he turns his attention toward where he last saw Wash to pick him out and scan to make sure no sniper is lurking somewhere.
He makes another sound, impatient. What the fuck is going on? ]
We're not done until Beta's done. [ it's almost an appropriately diplomatic answer for a team lead. the wording is, at least, but so long as she's not on a public channel, carolina doesn't bother to keep the heavy judgement out of her voice. wash and maine will know what that really means. carolina doesn't think beta's pulling their weight. and that's always a stipulation of carolina's missions (not to mention her ego): she's got to be the best, but everyone on the team has to be able to keep up.
and damn does she ever miss infiltrators who could meet her standards right now.
maine's rumble catches her attention, though, carolina's attention lingering on her most recent kills a moment to make sure none of them are moving before she turns to catch sight of him. and then wash, of course. always checking on them. ]
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There's nothing remarkable about it. A shot here. A shot there. An explosion that collapses a section of the ground right out from under a pack of the aliens.
When Wash reaches a point of higher elevation, he scans the area with his eyes and his armor's scanners. ]
Are we done yet? How many of these fucking things can there be?
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His area is cleared and he doesn't see anything alerting on his HUD so he turns his attention toward where he last saw Wash to pick him out and scan to make sure no sniper is lurking somewhere.
He makes another sound, impatient. What the fuck is going on? ]
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and damn does she ever miss infiltrators who could meet her standards right now.
maine's rumble catches her attention, though, carolina's attention lingering on her most recent kills a moment to make sure none of them are moving before she turns to catch sight of him. and then wash, of course. always checking on them. ]
Everything good up there?