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Edited by Cosmic:
2/24/2016 12:00:43 AM
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[b]you can see Wheatley limping out of arena Delta, bleeding from his head and limbs from serious bite wounds[/b]
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The Russian shook his head and threw a medical kit down at the creature's feet. "Patch yourself up we got enemies inbound."
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"Aye. I got my gear, yours is probably back in their armory. There's a lot more I didn't take, we might be able to hold out longer there." [b]he says as he bandages his arms, legs and missing eye, still not bothering to take off his mask[/b]
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"Lead the way, they'll be here soon."
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[b]he finishes and books it through the hordes, periodically firing into the air to scare off any stragglers, as to avoid civilian casualties. A beast rushes him, he draws a melnoch sword, a crimson blade protruding from a red snake that wraps around his wrist and Stabs the tiger like beast through the head.[/b] "Keep going, it's just through this door and down the hall, last door to the right."
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The others follow him and Pavel provides covering fire, eventually he pushes his way forward.
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[b]he walks into the room, already full of corpses and entrails, some have been eaten. Many weapons line the walls, and a suit of power armor sits at the back[/b] "Take as much as you can..."
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Pavel grabs his equipment from a storage chest and rigs everything not belonging to the crew to blow. "Standby for everyone."
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[b]he pillages the room, taking rifles, handguns, shotguns, the like. He loads his pockets with thermite grenades and Walks over to pavel while he gets the others into a defensive formation[/b] "You got any way of calling for evac?"
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"I got no comms, unless you got an idea."
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"Hmmm. Smoke signals won't work.... ANY OF YOU GUYS GOT A COMM LINK?!"
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No one seems to and his shouting draws heavy fire.
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"God damn it, EVERYONE BACK IN THE ARMORY!" [b]he rushes foreward and grabs the most important looking one he can find, taking a few it's in the proccess, but manages to drag the leader back into the armory, which only has one entrance, and thus would make a great chokepoint[/b]
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Pavel sets up a heavy machine gun, and covers the door. "Why'd you bring him in?"
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"You'll know momentarily..." [b]he walks out, a gun pointed to the dudes head[/b] "HEY, LISTEN UP DOUCHEBAGS. IF YOU WANT YOUR PRETTY LITTLE LEADER TO COME HOME WITHOUT HIS BRAINS IN MY STOMACH, I SUGGEST YOU LET US OUT, OR WE'LL YOU'LL PAY FOR OUR FREEDOM IN YOUR BLOOD." [b]he readies to fight, the handgun ready to fire and his sword at the ready as he walks out of the armory, he plans to jump into the vents and wreak havoc amongst the soliders, giving others time to run[/b]
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The soldiers rush them trying to free their leader.
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[b]he mercilously mows through the hordes of them, U first blowing out the dudes brain with a red Glock .45, for some reason leaving strange red cysts on his head. He fires and cuts through the hordes of soliders before they can draw a weapon[/b] "PAVEL GET YER ASS OUTTA HERE, THESE PEOPLE NEED A LEADER." [b]he chased after the survivors, pushing them back, giving pavel an escape route pretty much out the front door[/b]
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Pavel lead the others out, firing at guards trying to flank the man.
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[b]he laughs unnaturally hard, like a psychopath as we throws thermite grenades into the hordes and hordes of them, easily breaking some conventions[/b]
