originally posted in:The New Dojo
*As he passed by, multiple Krogan shuttles followed him, seemingly carrying the symbol of Clan Urdnot.*
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[i]"You guys friendly?" JT asked in a radio transmission. [/i]
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"Yes. Urdnot Wrex had sent us to help you." A monotone Krogan replied on the other line.
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[i]"Alright. Do you guys have a layout of the place? Map?" [/i]
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"Sending it now." The Krogan replied. [i]It seemed to be some sort of underground facility, with 5 levels underground. The main of objective was deep within the 5th level was the main objective; where the leader was hiding. Above, 10 blue dots were spotted on the 4th level. Most likely held up in a room. Arapaho Company was most likely there. The remaining three floors were full of hostile, such as Krogan with heavy armor and gotcha that could regenerate their health.[/i]
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[i]"Good. Adela, drive the ship-" JT said to another person inside his own, as he approached the back of his ship. The back doors opened and JT jumped out, starting to descend via parachute. [/i]
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There seemed to be no anti-aircraft guns firing...but there was a LOT of fighting on the ground. Vorchas armed with flamethrowers and M-8 Avenger Assailt Rifles opened fire on the Krogan.
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[i]JT assessed the enemy lines from above; He i tended to see where he could strike best. [/i]
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*There were krogan literally charging into the other Krogan; the vorcha stayed behind, armed with snipers. The entrance to the facility was a literal giant hole.*
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[i]...Which is exactly what JT parachuted into. [/i]
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*Heading down, he eventually landed on the second level, two vorcha noticing him, screeching before running at him with their claws.*
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[i]JT drew his twin revolvers, Grimace and Scowl, from the brown leather holsters at his hips and fired a shot at both's head. [/i]
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...They went down pretty easily. Giant footsteps behind him had shown a Krogan with heavy armor, armed with a shotgun, and two more gotcha armed with claws coming to him.
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[i]JT raised his guns to the bieng's head and fired a round each at the eyes. [/i]
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*Somehow, the armor seared off...yet the Krogan still charged, the gotcha blindly following. Of course, the Krogan couldn't see now...
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[i]JT rolled to the side and out of the being's way, as he fired at the gotchas. [/i]
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[spoiler]Sorry, meant vorcha. Stupid autocorrect.[/spoiler] The vorchas dropped dead immediately once the shot burrowed in itself. The Krogan slammed itself into one of the walls, leaving a small dent in it. He broke himself out and started firing his shotgun blindly.
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[i]JT sprinted around the corner of a hallway, sprinting down it to avoid the shotgun shots. [/i]
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Since the Krogan was blind, it kept bumping into walls and all. But it wasn't stupid, and followed JT's footsteps based on hearing. He was backed up by 6 more Vorcha, two of them armed with flamethrowers.
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[i]JT grabbed a pair of fragmentation grenades from his duster, pulled the pins, and tossed them behind himself at the Krogan while running. [/i]
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The Krogan...well, let's say he was no more. Same with the Vorcha, the chain of explosions on the backs of the Blood Pack Pyros adding on to it. The Coast looked clear. A terminal laid nearby for 2450 credits, as well as a Blood Pack skinned M-11 Suppresser pistol.
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[i]JT took the gun and hacked the terminal for all it was worth, before moving on to try and get to the third floor. [/i]
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Heading downstairs, he could hear two Krogan speak to one another. "You heard of cooked pyjak?" One of them said. "Yeah...it's bad enough we joined Weyroloc, with what the Alliance is doing for Clan Urdnot." "Not too sure if we should...leave, I guess." [spoiler]-Convince them to leave -Shoot 'em.[/spoiler]
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[i]"Get out, drop your guns here," JT said as he walked around the corner to face them, with his newly acquired M2 pointed at the floor between them. [/i]
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*They dropped they're weapons, although they didn't seem scared.* "You know, trespassers of Weyreloc usually get sent to some Thresher Maw out to be eaten, right?" One of the Krogan responded.
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[i]"As if I give a shit about punishment. Now get moving." [/i]