[Halo] New! San Angeles RPG

[Naked Crook]

When Tye heard the all clear from Cameron, he raised his hand and pointed it forward, essentially giving Harmony and Jesse the signal to start moving forward. Tye led the group forward into The Apex Applied Research Building, his weapons raised and at the ready. Tyber: Keep your eyes sharp. We are now on The Trust's home turf. They already have the advantage in terms of numbers, but now they have the homefield advantage now. There will be no room for screw ups. Keep the flank covered at all times. Tye, along with Fireteam Harmony and Jesse, entrred into what was once the main lobby of thr building. Cameron was already in the lobby, holding position, waiting for further orders. Cameron: Where to Tye? Where are we headed? Tye thought for a moment. He considered his options. Tyber: It is tough to say. Without much intel...we are flying blind. We could just go all out and sweep this building...but that is far too blunt. We need something precise. Tye paused. Tyber: Lets head upwards...see if we can find an intel source. Cameron...take point and lead us up the stairs. We will head up a few floors then fan out. Meanwhile: ODST Black Team was already on the move. They were moving quickly to prevent any information leaks. They were sprinting through the corridors of the building, going from room to room, kicking the doors in, and killing anyone inside. Black Team moved quickly, and ruthlessly, showing no remorse or compassion to the people that they killed. Black 1: Jacob...take the two rooms at the end of the hallway. Clear them out if need be. Black 1 looked at Black 2: Black 1: Black 2...get in contact with our other teams. Verify which floors have yet to be swept. Black 2 nodded. Black 1: Black 3...get in touch with the Division 7 Recons. Tell them to hunt down The UNSC forces and engage on sight. Black 3: Copy that. Black 1: Black 4...get a sitrep on Hoffman. Find out where he is. Black 4: Will do! Black 1 then proceeded to follow behind Jacob. Black 1: Shake the lead out Jacob. We don't have all day. Meanwhile: Nighthawk and Anaconda had stayed back at their Warthog. Anaconda was waiting for Nighthawk to to grab a piece of equipment out of The Warthog. Anaconda: You should hurry up. Nighthawk reached behind the drivers seat, as he grabbed his jetpack. Nighthawk: I know...I know...hold your horses. Nighthawk strapped the jetpack onto his back. He took a moment to adjust it on his back. Nighthawk: Slright...good to go. Anaconda: So what is the point of that thing in close-quarters? Nighthawk: Every little bit helps. The fact is...I will need it to move away if one of those damn Risk Takers gets too close. Anaconda shook his head and laughed. Anaconda: You and your tech. Nighthawk: Technology solves any problem. With enough technology...I csn do anything. I don't need to be as big or as strong...so long as I can find a technical solution. Anaconda laughed again. Anaconda: Is that why I have to keep saving your hide? Nighthawk shook his head. Nighthawk: No. You have to keep saving my hide because I like to bite off more than I can chew. Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: Besides...I have to keep you on your toes somehow. Anaconda grunted. Nighthawk: In any case...we should catch up. Common. Nighthawk brgan to sprint forward, with Anaconda in tow.

[Dark-F137]

"Yes sir." He said, adjusting the sights on his magnum. "Gotta make sure I'm not aiming high, y'know?" He said, before moving forward, sweeping his weapon around as he checked his corners. "Nothing on sensor... You guys picking up anything?"

[Kairu]

Arman: "Commander, if I may ask, what exactly is this place's function? Did the UNSC know it was here?"

[Naked Crook]

Tye looked at Jesse, and shook his head. Tyber: No, this area is nullified Private. If there are any hostiles...they are further along. Tye then looked at Arman, and addressed the question. Tyber: The UNSC did not know about this place until a short while ago. Tye paused. Tyber: As for its purpose... Tye sighed. Tyber: At the very least I can say that this place serves as a staging ground for what I choose to call a rouge element of the military known as The Trust. As for the specific function...I cannot be sure. All I know is that if The Trust is using it...it has to go down. Tye paused again. Tyber: In case you are wondering...The Trust is highly secretive, very clandestine organization within the ranks of the military. They can be best described as a fifth column in Human society. They have been around for a very long time as far as I know. Nothing they do is good, to any degree.

[Dark-F137]

"The only good thing I've seen one do is earn himself a Darwin Award..." Jesse commented, chuckling as he checked the stairs.

[Naked Crook]

Tyber: Keep the jokes to a minimum Private. If I want comedy...I will ask for it. Tye turned his head to look at Jesse. Tyber: These people are no laughing matter.

[Dark-F137]

"Yes sir." He said flatly, frowning behind his VISR.

[Hells Sniper]

Furium grunted. Furium: I respect them in battle...nothing else, nothing more. Furium turned to Vhat. Furium: Elites do not respect me...they never have and those who didn't paid the price. Meanwhile: Jacob walked down the hallway at a jogging pace, he swung his sniper rifle around his side and then pulled his magnum out of his holster. Jacob turned to the door to his right at the end of the hallway. He looked at Black 1, who simply stared back. Just a black visor staring back at him, Jacob cringed behind his visor and turned back to the door. He took a deep breath. He was killing Trust now, something he was completely fine with doing, something he trained to do. Literally and figuratively. Jacob sighed and kicked the door open. He took a few steps in and looked around, six scientists stood around, packing up equipment and other stuff. One of them looked up at him and was about to speak. Before he could Jacob shot him in between the eyes and then moved around the room, firing each scientist in the head with a clean shot. Jacob turned around and reloaded and then walked over to the door across the way and did the same thing. He kicked it open and began killing the scientists inside. It hurt, it reminded him of too much pain, but he had to do it. He was trying to convince himself that these were Trust, that he'd be doing the same thing if he was on the other side. That right now, the UNSC was killing Trust, too. Meanwhile: The Risk-Takers kept moving. Liam: If we get caught by anyone on the way up, shoot them. Savannah and Lyle you keep going no matter what happens, I do not want you two to stop. The Risk-Takers ran up the stairs, Liam leading the crowd. He turned to go up the stairs when a door swung open at the top of it, he didn't even think, he didn't want to stop moving. A scientist ran inside and Liam immediately shot him in the head and kept moving. The scientist fell backwards, hitting the wall and falling down its side, slowly, the blood scraped against it. The Risk-Takers kept moving though, they didn't even glance at the scientist. They were at the 42nd floor and moving fast.

[Naked Crook]

Tye glanced around, as he looked towards the stairwell. He then looked at Cam. Tyber: Cam...stairwell. Double time! Cam nodded, as he walked towards the stairwell, and barged through the burned out door. Cameron aimed his Assault Rifle upwards, but he could not see anything. Cameron: All clear sir. Tye nodded, as he began to walk forward. However, as he walked, he stopped, when he stepped on something. Tye moved his foot, as he saw a PDA on the ground. Tyber: Wait...hold on... Tye knelt down as he grabbed the PDA. When he grabbed it, he could see that the screen was cracked, and the device was scuffed, but it was still functional. Tye began to navigate through the menus of the PDA, looking for anything of value. Tyber: I found a PDA. It must have belonged to one of these guys we killed. Cameron turned around, as he approached Tye. Cameron: Is there anything on it that could be useful? Tye was silent for a moment before he answered. Tyber: I am not sure. It is tough to say, as I don't know what I could be looking for. Tye stood up, and pocketed the PDA. Tyber: This may be something to give to tech forensics back on The King Raven. Cameron: Or Nighthawk. I bet he would love to get his hands on that. Tyber: Either or. Tye paused. He then gave a hand signal for everyone to move out. Tyber: Alright...we are going up. Cam, you are on point. Harmony, Jesse, you guys are still on the six. Keep us covered. Cameron nodded, as he turned once more and began to head towards the stairwell. Tye followed behind Cameron, leading Harmony and Jesse. However, at around the fifth floor, Tye stopped. Tyber: Cam...stop... Tye stopped and listened, and he could hear the faint sounds of gun fire. Tyber: Gunfire...nearby... Tye looked at the door to the fifth floor. He then walked towards the door and silently opened it. Cameron looked at Tye exit the stairwell, and enter the corridor. Cameron began to follow behind Tye, with Harmony and Jesse in tow. Tye stood in the corridor. He could see tons of shattered windows, as well as spent sniper casings on the ground. Tye then looked out the window, as he realized that this is where they were being sniped from. Tye looked at the bullet casings on the ground. He could tell by the shape and the markings where the bullet came from. Tyber: This casing belonged to Jacob. The casing configuration matches the model that Jacob uses. Jacob is nearby. Tye stood up, as he looked around. There appeared to be two separate directions that they could go. Tyber: Harmony...Jesse...circle around to the left. Sweep the area and make sure it is clear. Cameron and I will go right, and do the same. If I assume correctly, I would imagine that this entire floor just loops around, so we should eventually meet up, despite going in opposite directions. Tye paused. Tyber: If you spot Jacob, or anyone else for that matter, engage on sight, and shoot to kill. Meanwhile: Black 1 watched as Jacob had cleared out the last two remaining rooms. Black 1: Not bad. Not bad at all Jacob. With these people dead, we have definatly covered a large portion of our tracks. Preventing the capture of these scientists by killing them will keep us ahead of The UNSC. Black 1 paused. Black 1: Good work. Meanwhile: Xyrho had left the bridge of his ship, as he began to make his way down to the hanger to meet up with Furium and Vhat. As he made his way through the corridors, Xyrho crossed paths with Voro. Voro: Shipmaster... Xyrho sighed. Xyrho: What is it Voro? Voro: It is my understanding that you are heading to the surface. Xyrho: Your understanding is correct. Voro: Are you going to engage The Humans? Xyrho: If necessary, yes. This is mostly a reconnaissance mission. Voro: You re leading a recon mission? I did not realize that I had been replaced by you. Xyrho: Honestly Voro...I do not believe you are capable of carrying out this mission. Voro stopped in front of Xyrho, and stopped him. Voro: You doubt my abilities? Xyrho: I doubt many things Voro. You are not the suitable choice for this mission. I have already selected those that will accompany me...and you are not among them. Voro: Who is among them? Xyrho: That is none of your concern Voro. Xyrho then stepped around Voro, walking right past him. Voro then continued to follow behind Xyrho. Voro: Shipmaster! Why am I not being considered for this mission!? Xyrho: Like I said...you are not the suitable choice. Voro was furious, though, he kept his composure, and continued to follow Xyrho.

[Dark-F137]

"Ah, hell... Will do. What if we, on the off chance, encounter ODSTs or SPARTANS?" He asked as he began sweeping left, panning his magnum around, looking up, down, in addition to around for ANYONE who wasn't friendly. Anyone.