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Post by kazkame on Feb 19, 2007 20:02:50 GMT -5
Aidan couldn’t stand the screams he heard while healing a man’s head. He quickly ran toward the scream after yelling at the man to sit still and not to remove the bandage. He saw groups of terrified people around the origin of the scream. There he saw his acquaintance Dr. Ethan following a group of soldiers. Aidan quickly ran to the doctor's side, and with a wheeze he asked "What the hell happened?"
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Post by ch00beh on Feb 19, 2007 21:04:08 GMT -5
OOC: heh. Dr. Ender.
BIC: "Jeez," Ethan muttered as he watched the demon-thing rip apart the Martians. If those Martians were actual people, I'd almost feel sorry for them, he thought. He was awakened from his reverie by Aidan. "Hex over there got some weird power or whatever, and he's tearing apart the enemy," Ethan explained, then added, "literally."
"C'mon! The transports are this way!" one of the dockworkers shouted, the first one to shake off the shock of seeing a demon. The medics quickly grabbed whatever weapons they could from the now dead Martians, and the dockworkers did the same if they were out of ammo, and the team continued down the corridor.
"Wait, so what are we gonna do once we blow the transports out of the wall? The atmo'll get sucked right out, with us being pulled out too!"
"Good point. Me and Jack'll go back down to the docks and grab our heavy sealant. You guys defend this point."
Two of the Belters ran back the way they came while the rest of the group continued. Someone else spoke up. "Can we turn off the gravity? That should throw those Martian bastards off."
"Yeah, lemme radio in to Shirley. Don't think the control room's been hit," someone replied. He dialed in a number into his wrist communicator and spoke into it. There was a buzz of static, a moment of tense waiting, then a woman's voice acknowledging the communication. Within seconds, the artificial gravity turned off, and everyone had to grab onto the rails that lined every wall.
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Lexi ran down the Martian transport's corridor. Since the atmosphere had been vented, the entire sector was empty. Eventually, she reached a blast door. She hit a button, and to her surprise, it opened without complaining to reveal a four way room. The other three doors remained down, presumably to make sure that the atmosphere in the other sectors would stay in. She stepped in and the door closed behind her, and she felt the room repressurize itself. The girl didn't take off her helmet, though, since she planned to blow more holes in the ship.
There was a conveniently placed map of the ship located in the room. She looked at it, noting the yellow spots where the other transports were connected, and the red spots where there were hull breaches. She decided to go toward the tunnel connected to the Belter station.
Lexi pressed a button on the corresponding door and it slid open. The corridor was empty, meaning that the majority were probably already at the front of the ship, trying to invade the station.
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Post by kazkame on Feb 20, 2007 16:19:32 GMT -5
Aidan's hair flew up faster than a pothead on payday. He quickly grabbed the railing. Having heard the earlier conversation, he decided to head to the control room. "Coming?" he yelled at his new friend.
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Post by bulbaboy on Feb 20, 2007 21:24:49 GMT -5
The Andalite transport had taken a beating. Its design was primarily defensive, not meant for the head-to-head fighting that it was now engaged in. Their engines were very close to going critical and they were too far away from the Tsunami for a quick burn to safety. Sly looked at the nearest ship, a Scarab.
<Take us into that ship!> Sly said to the pilot indicating the coordinates on the holo-screen.
<Sir,> said the pilot, <there’s no way they’re going to let us dock.>
Sly waved his hand over the holo-screen, changing it to a hologram of the Belter Station; it magnified the areas where the Martians had collided their transports into the station. <Then use their own tactics against them. Ram them and set the engines to a high burn. That way we seal any air leaks our ship creates.>
The pilot, though uneasy, complied and pointed the ship right at the belly of the Scarab. It initiated a low burn sending it careening at the enemy ship. In the last possible moments the engines roared to life as the high burn was activated. The transport tore into the ship's belly, burying itself deep inside the Scarab. Heat from the engines caused the hole to seal itself as the metal melted, much like cauterizing a wound.
Inside the occupants had been tossed and jostled, but they were still okay. <It’s moments like these you realize how much you love inertial dampeners,> Sly said as he helped the others up. They could hear people outside scrambling to get in.
The three Andalites picked up their personal shredders and waited for the door to be blown open. <I wonder if they even know what we look like...> Sly wondered aloud as he listened to the sound of the Martians, who would very soon make their way into the Andalite craft.
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Post by ch00beh on Feb 21, 2007 16:18:37 GMT -5
"No, I'm staying here to take out the transport's personnel tubes," Ethan said. He loaded another magazine of empty needles into his tranq gun.
"Crap!" one of the Belters, the unspoken leader of the group, said. "Shirley says there are 3 holes in the station's hull where the Martians are coming in. We're close to one, so let's get moving."
They heard the marching soldiers before they saw the hole.
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Lexi used the map she saw earlier to find her way to the transport's control room. After a few minutes of running, she finally found the place. Two identical soldiers held assault rifles next to the door. Quickly, she jumped around the corner and dove, rolling up to the guards, who immediately took firing positions. However, before they could pull the triggers, she was on her feet again, and she pulled a knife out of her left hand. Two strokes, and the clones were bleeding from large gashes in their necks.
The Belter pulled her hand back, five capacitors sliding out of her artificial skin this time, then pushed forward and blew out the control room's blast door. The door flew forward, flattening two of the operators inside, and leaving a third very confused and fearful. Lexi quickly put him out of his misery by stabbing him in the chest, then looked at the various controls that her blast hadn't taken out.
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Post by kazkame on Feb 25, 2007 14:01:21 GMT -5
Aidan decided it was better to make a difference than be a hero. The explosion all around him scared him but he couldn't show it. He took out his pistol and cocked it. Seeing soldiers come out of the hole, he closed one eye and tried to precisely go for the head.
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Post by ch00beh on Feb 26, 2007 5:26:45 GMT -5
Lexi managed to find the controls to the ship's thrusters barely intact. She could only lower one of the thrusters' output by 1%, but after a while, that would be enough to de-align it with the station.
Suddenly, Lexi heard Astraea's voice buzz in through her comm device. "Captain, I just finished my repairs, but as soon as I took off, the Crashdown took a Gong Da right to the bridge. We're losing this battle. I think we need to pull out."
"But-"
Before Lexi could respond, Astraea fed the video feed into her captain's internal data module. Lexi could see the swarm of fighters weaving toward the Crashdown, the freighter's turrets effectively fighting them off. However, as one fighter was torn to shreds, its momentum kept it going straight at the ship, and, to make sure Lexi saw, Astraea zoomed in on the Crashdown's bridge window as the fighter broke straight through it. Through the zoomed picture, Lexi could see the surviving crew being vented out, though, being Belters, they already had their suits on.
"I don't know how you'll do it, but get into the station. I can't get near the transports without getting shot down."
Lexi clenched her teeth as the communication channel was cut. She ran back into corridor and followed the ship's map to the nearest airlock. When she found it, Lexi didn't bother to open it properly; she simply activated her boots, blew up the door, and stepped out. Silent klaxxons went off, and undiffused red light came out of the rotating alarm lights. The girl shrugged as she deactivated her boots and pushed herself forward, every few moments reactivating her boots to redirect herself.
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The Belters near the tube were taking heavy fire. A man got shot in the arm by several bullets next to Ethan, so the doctor pulled him behind a corner to patch up his wound. He pulled out a bottle from his jacket, shook it, then sprayed the foam contents into the man's wounds. The guy groaned, not from pain, but from discomfort from the fast-acting anesthetic making his arm numb.
"That'll hold until you can get to a proper hospital."
They're only clones; they aren't even human, Ethan thought to himself, trying to reassure himself for what he was about to do. He pulled out a syringe marked with several large, neon bio-hazard signs. Just out of habit, he flicked it and squeezed a bit, making sure the air bubbles were gone before loading it into his gun. The doctor peeked around the corner and took aim at the Martian closest to the personnel tube, then fired.
"FIRE IN THE HOLE," Ethan shouted over the gunfire.
Moments after the dart stuck itself into the Martian's skin, the man began to twitch. Ethan thought of the process. First, the enzyme inside of it would make quick work of many organic compounds, dissolving them into their base particles. Soon after that, after enough organic molecules had been dissolved, the second enzyme would activate, destroying the first one while at the same time recombining the molecules into an explosive compound. At this point, the target would be dead, and if he or she was standing, as soon as he or she hit the floor...
BAM
The explosion wasn't stronger than a stick of TNT, but it did manage to loosen the temporary sealant that held the personnel tube into the wall. The Belters who had heard Ethan earlier and ducked for cover were already fastening their helmets.
Lexi was standing right above the personnel tube, waiting for the transport to twist enough that it would pull straight out of the hole. Just as the tube began to buckle, the explosion inside weakened the sealant enough to produce a hole large enough for her to squeeze through.
Lexi squeesed in to find a group of Belters aiming their guns at her. The only reason they didn't fire was because they knew that only Belters wore skin suits like the one she had on. There was only a momentary pause to make sure she wasn't a Martian before two burly dockworkers brought the heavy sealant machine on a cart to close the hole off.
"Crap!" the head Belter shouted again, once the hole had been sealed and the oxygen levels restored to barely breathable. "Control tower's been taken, and so have Docks 4, 8, and 2. We have to get out."
There was a murmur among the crowd for a moment, but they quickly ran for the docks.
"My ship's in dock 2..." the injured man mumbled.
Ethan looked down at him. "Sorry, but I think we'll have to get you to a hospital first."
"No, you don't--" With that, Ethan injected the man with a normal tranquilizer.
"Aidan, help me carry this guy. Hey you!" he shouted at Lexi. "Can you give us a ride to the nearest hospital?"
"Yeah, sure, just gotta make sure my ship's fine first..." Lexi replied. "Trae, can you hear me?"
"Oh the horror! Oh, it's terrible! They're searching me all over and prodding me in my smuggling compartments! I feel violated."
"Shut up. That's not funny. What dock are you in?"
"Dock 3."
"Good. That's close by. Be prepared for a couple of passengers and an infirm."
OOC: Well, you guys took too long to post. Mission time limit exceeded! How do you like that?
YOU ALL LOST THE FIGHT! That's gotta be a pokeschool first, where the good guys don't win, and the topic maker wasn't planning on it happening.
FINISHED - post replies and stuff
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Post by prime on Feb 26, 2007 22:14:58 GMT -5
Hex shrugged mentally, literally ripping a clone in two as he did so. He wasn't comfortable, once the bloodlust of his new form had worn off. He'd been killing people -- clones or not, they were live, real people. They had their own thoughts and perhaps even their own dreams.
He heard the blast behind him, and then the brief suction of the vacuums of space. It didn't bother him; he didn't need to breath in this form, for whatever reason. He didn't even have a mouth or nose. It just felt like a smooth patch of skin where they'd been before. He began to overhear comm reports that the station control center had been lost, then the station's energy fields switched. The weapons on the station, which had remained oddly silent beforehand, were being brought online, and were currently busying themselves blasted holes in the defenders' ships.
"Shit!" Hex cursed, running through the corridors back the way he'd come. Just before he reached the docks, he had to skid to a halt. A woman had collapsed in the doorway. Her body was tattooed all over, but a profusion of cuts and bruises marred the beauty of the tattoos. Hex seemed to think for a moment, then carefully picked up the unconsious woman, and hurried back to his ship. The Anubis was crawling with soldiers. Hex frowned on them fiercely as they tried to invade his ship, but the hatches were firmly closed to them.
<Anubis?> He queried.
<Yes Hex?> His ship asked curiously.
<Would you mind frying those guys, I can't fight them with this woman over my shoulder.>
<Sure, won't take a moment,> the Anubis responded.
The Etheric Partical Strips charged, then released the energy all at once, effectively frying everyone within the dock. The soldiers didn't even have time to scream.
Hex quickly hurried into the dock and into his ship. He took a brief side trip to put the woman in the medical bay, where she was quickly submerged in a variant of the fluid Hex breathed while he was piloting the ship. Its effect of cushioning acceleration remained the same, while also adding layers of proteins and nutrients that were better suited to the healing of injuries.
Finally away from combat, and within his ship's command tube, the biometal covering his skin receded into his arm, and the sword disappeared. He breathed deeply the liquid that the Anubis fed him, and opened his mind.
The Anubis shot out of the station's docking bays like a brilliant blue star, the etheric skin of the ship glowing with particles. He darted around to the docks, where some of the defenders' ships were still parked, and, more notably, where a ship he recognized was reined in. He blinked in surprise, then got ahold of himself and took point as the Astraea undocked.
"Hey Lexi," Hex said over the comms. "Strange place to meet you, remember me?" He shot down a Martian fighter as it got too close. Their forces were rapidly advancing and overcoming those of the Belters.
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Post by bulbaboy on Feb 27, 2007 2:46:07 GMT -5
When the door to the Andalite transport was finally forced open, the Martians were greeted by a pleasing sight. Two humans, one female and one male, were in the process of securing an alien with wires that they'd ripped from the surrounding panels. The alien had a large bloody knot on his forehead; it looked as though he had been knocked unconscious when his ship had crashed into the Scarab.
“What happened here?!” one of the Martians asked.
The woman answered, “We were taken hostage by this alien. When the ship crashed he was knocked out and we were able to subdue him.” She stared unblinking at the Martians.
<Shejirili, whatever happens you two stick to the plan and get back to the Tsunami in any way possible. Once there you must assume command. Have the ship drop into Z-Space. Without the Z-Space engines you won’t be able to go anywhere, but you can at least evade the Martians until they leave.> Sly said to the woman in private thought-speech. He never opened his eyes, and his body continued to lie limply.
The Martians ushered Shejirili and the pilot out of the transport under the assumption they were humans. Sly was dragged out of the ship and into the hallway where a group of clones placed a large cryogenic device. Shejirili looked apprehensively at the device. “What’s going to happen to him, the alien?”
One of the Martians looked up at her as Sly was sealed inside. “Well, the alien menace will be taken back to Mars for further study and interrogation.”
<Let them take me Shejirili. That is an order.> Sly said just before the device was activated, encasing him in a thick block of unnatural ice.
“All bio-stats read normal… I think.” One of the Martians said as he scanned the cryogenically frozen Sly.
Shejirili and the pilot were led to a Martian transport in which they would be taken back to the Belter station. They could see that many of the remaining Martian ships were focusing all their firepower on the Tsunami. When they were far enough out, Shejirili and the pilot were capable of overtaking the five very surprised Martians that were operating the craft, and jettisoned them into space.
They made it back to the Tsunami in one piece and Shejirili gave the command to drop into Z-Space. Just before the ship dropped, Shejirili watched on one of the holo-view screens as a small ship left the Scarab and sped off into space. We won’t leave you, sir, she thought to herself. I won’t leave you… Sly. And just as suddenly as the Tsunami had appeared in orbit around the Belter station, it disappeared.
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Post by kazkame on Mar 8, 2007 17:17:45 GMT -5
Aidan saw all the destruction around him. He decided these people needed help and they needed it fast. He swiftly climbed his way toward the docks and tried to perceive among the destruction a large vessel to take these people to a clinic or hospital. There he saw a Martian passenger ship with no pilot in sight. Aidan knew what he had to do; he quickly dragged and carried most of the wounded and injured into the hull of the ship. Hours went by and Aidan was sweating buckets due to the sheer number of injured people. Then he finally finished the last of the wounded and began to search for the ship's command deck.
There he saw the sight of the remains of the crew. Bloodied remains splattered against the walls, chairs, windows and the controls. Aidan wiped his vomit-covered mouth with his sleeve and began to assess the damage. Soon he composed himself and remembered his goal. He wiped the blood of the captain’s console and turned on the engine.
Unbeknownst to Aidan, he was being watched. A commando entered the deck with a loaded rifle and aimed for Aidan's head. Then a shot and a thud echoed through the ship.
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