09-21-2012
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Since the ground area was secured, the front line teams were pulled out and many standby teams went to keep the area secure. Every civilian that was still alive was located on a ship or defense platform. They were being kept in line as much as possible.
Task Force 117 and the Agent team had reported back to the Crimson Shadow, most of them being treated for any wounds they may have encountered. The medical bay was almost at full capacity, but many were going as they're wounds weren't as intensive as others.
Jacob was still in intensive car, his face had finally swollen down, but the scars were clearly visible and part of his face was...different.
The Agents had visited him, but were forced out from the influx of wounded. Dakota, Dallas and a few other members also visited him, but they kept it brief, giving him enough time to recover.
Since then, most of Task Force 117 was sitting at the bar with the other Agents.
Dallas: Did any of you see them?
Folee: What, the three of them fight? No...but the comm was full of marines who got glimpses.
Limos: James put up a good fight apparently.
Dakota: I heard Jacob dented his armor a few times, he got a few good hits in.
MacLaren: Does anybody know his condition?
The group of silent.
Dakota: Well...
Dakota raised her glass.
Dakota: To Jacob and James...
Dallas: To Aurigae VI...
Folee: And to destroying the god damn Trust!
The group laughed and hit their glasses together.
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Last edited by Hells Sniper; 09-21-2012 at 04:26 PM.
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