10-23-2013
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Jennifer looked at Robertson, with a hint of curiosity.
Jennifer: A Stealth generator?
Jennifer winced her eyes, as if she was thinking. To the trained eye, this was a clear sign that she knew more than the layman did.
Jennifer: You said "permanently disable"? What do you mean by that? What did you do to it?
Meanwhile:
Nighthawk shook his head as he hit the ground after being thrown. The sound of the ceiling above them breaking apart made him look upwards. Nighthawk began to roll out of the way, wincing his eyes as he did. The reason for this was because of the blow that Savannah had delivered to his abdomen. Nighthawk felt it, and he was feeling the after effects of the blow. According to his HUD, Nighthawk had a fractured rib.
Nighthawk managed to move out of the way before the ceiling began to fall apart. He managed to avoid most of the larger debris, only being hit by the much smaller debris.
Anaconda, on the other hand, found himself buried by some of the larger debris. However, slowly but surely, he began to push his way out. Anaconda was a bit shaken, and defiantly not in the best shape, but he could still stand. Nighthawk also managed to slowly get back to his feet. The two stood back to back, as Nighthawk looked at Savannah, and Anaconda looked at Liam and Jessica.
Nighthawk: They have us outnumbered...and they have me outclassed. If there was only one or two of them...this wouldn;t be so bad...
Nighthawk paused. He looked upwards again and saw that there was now a pretty large hole in the ceiling. Nighthawk watched as the sunlight came in from the hole in the roof. He then had an idea.
NIghthawk: HAWK...I am going to need one final equipment drop...and my exact location.
HAWK: What am I dropping?
Nighthawk: I need you to drop The Cyclops...
HAWK: Nighthawk...It isn't done!
Nighthawk: I am aware of that. I need it now!
HAWK was silent for a moment. He then spoke up.
HAWK: Engaging atmosphere thrusters...and preparing for deployment. ETA...60 seconds.
Nighthawk: This is going to be a very long minute...
Nighthawk nudged Anaconda in the back.
Nighthawk: We need to hold out buddy. I am going to need you at the top of your game...because I am nowhere near mine right now.
Anaconda grunted, and nodded. He knew that for the next 60 seconds that it was either live or die. Anaconda held his Hammer in his right hand, as he used his left hand to grab one of his Spikers. Nighthawk, on the other hand, drew his Shotgun. He aimed it at Savannah, while Anaconda took aim at Jessica.
Concurrently:
As Nighthawk and Anaconda were fighting Liam, Savannah, and Jessica,, Xyrho held one of his energy blades in his right hand, slowly moving towards Lyle. However, the first thing Xyrho did, was very unorthodox, in the sense that it was a tactic that was not employed by many Elites.
Xirho had reached reached onto his belt, and pulled off two small orbs that were attached. Using his left hand, he activated them both at the same time, and let them lift off into the air. They began to glow. Xyrho has just activated two holodrones. The two holodrones had materialized two Spec-OP Elites, one of them armed with two Plasma Repeaters, while the other was armed with a Carbine.
With his left hand now free, Xyrho drew his second energy blade, and stared at Lyle.
Xyrho: Alright Human...you barely stood a chance when it was just me. let's see how you fare now...
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