|
Post by IndigoWolf on Jun 22, 2009 12:22:42 GMT -5
(OoC: Wait a minute there are two characters named Mitch? Good thing I just had Klyn shove him then. She could do some real damage to a regular marine. xD )
Klyn listened to the humans argue and snorted. "They're better than the Brutes," said Rlyth quietly, "You have to admit that." "Only because they are weaker than us," Klyn replied, "They fear us, that is why they allied with us. As soon as they believe they can defeat us they will turn on us again." "I do not think so," said Rlyth, "They understand honor, they will not betray an ally." "You are naive then," said Klyn, "You trust to easily. The Brutes have their own idea of honor, and did that stop them? They are no different, Brutes and humans, nothing but squabbling, hairy, barbarians." Rlyth gave the older Sangheili a disapproving look, and shook her head, but said nothing more.
|
|
|
Post by Danny on Jun 22, 2009 16:44:41 GMT -5
"Emerald Cove," Charlie said, turning to face Mitch. "Chief got us in, and out alive. You will respect him, if not because he's a Spartan, then because he is a superior officer." Charlie felt she was done arguing with him and approached the lift. Most of the ODST bodies were extremely burnt, it didn't look that bad.
Once everyone was aboard the lift, Charlie hit the pannel with her rifle. "We're on our way down, we have a few VIP's with us, sit tight," she said over the radio as they decended.
|
|
Jared
Marine Private
Posts: 73
|
Post by Jared on Jun 22, 2009 17:48:26 GMT -5
(Danny, what is Charlie's rank? Just humor me here.)
"VIP's?" Jared replied to himself as he didn't bother go into that as he replies, "Aye, aye." Soon he puts up the radio as a hot green ball of plasma hits his left shoulder knocking him to the ground.
Without a word or there were. Hard to tell from Jared's point of view as he was in extreme pain as he just heard the sound of rifle fire and a few Grunts that seemed to slip by the sweep. A voice comes over and a slap on the check as a Medic was trying to get to him.
"Gunny? Come on Gunny calm down. Breathe. Breathe..." the female voice said to him as a few more hands grabbed him lightly dragging him across the ground.
Coming around to his senses and fighting off the pain, "No, I am not leaving," Jared grunted as he was that kind of guy, "I am not leave unless I am ordered to...by an admiral." Just with that and to please him the Medic just dropped it right there was as force wasn't going to be a bright idea. So she just did what see could in treating him and moved on.
Gritting his teeth in pain he looks at the bodies of five Grunts that were filled with holes. The smell of Methane filled the air as it dissipated from the tanks. He didn't see a Brute with them. A bit of a surprise that they would be so bold. Still he sat there on a box as he watched people walk by.
(OH THE SHAME! THE SHAME! Almost killed by a Grunt....XP )
|
|
|
Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Jun 23, 2009 6:53:16 GMT -5
(OoC: The only human I've known that died like a true soldier from a Grunt. He was the first militiaman to be killed in the battle when he was torn apart by an Unggoy named Yull. However, he managed to shoot his MA5, alerting the other militia. If you were killed, Jared, you'd be the second true soldier to die from a Grunt.)
"I don't take orders from Swabbies. Escpecially no SPARTAN." he said, dropping it there. He followed behind the elites. He was an ODST. Part of Silva's Battalion. No way he was gonna respect one like the mistake Silva did. He lost the Major, lost Mckay, and Locklear. This fight was for them.
|
|
|
Post by IndigoWolf on Jun 23, 2009 18:17:12 GMT -5
As the Lift descended, Rlyth picked up one of the weapons that a dead marine had dropped and handed it to Leci, who took is and held it in her free hand, ready for more Brutes. Rlyth offered another weapon to Klyn, but the older Sangheili tossed her head and turned away. Rlyth shugged and kept the rifle. "Do you think we will meet more enemies?" she asked the nearest human.
|
|
|
Post by Danny on Jun 26, 2009 19:36:18 GMT -5
(OoC: Charlie is only a Corporal xD and Mitch, I'm sure a lot of Marines have been killed by Grunts)
"If our boys did their job downstairs, then no," Charlie replied. She then looked nervously at an ODST beside her. They both then cocked their weapons and lifted them to their shoulders. The lift began to slow and then arrived at the bottom floor, revealing the carnage. "Oorah," an ODST said quietly, impressed. "We've kept them waiting long enough, everyone outside, double time!" Charlie ordered.
***
Lachlan lowered the Pelican's landing gear and swooped down into the city. Kelly took out two Banshees before the Pelican landed with a skid in front of the tower. "I want the dead and the living, additional Pelicans are on the way to evac the tanks," Lachlan said over the radio, opening the bay doors and letting out a fire team of Marines.
As the fire team secured the area around the Pelican, Amelia and her buddy approached an ODST sitting on a box. "Trooper!" Amelia yelled over the roar of the Pelicans engines. The pilot was keeping the engines ready to make an emergency jump if more Banshees returned. "Let's get you aboard!"
|
|
Jared
Marine Private
Posts: 73
|
Post by Jared on Jun 27, 2009 12:14:29 GMT -5
(OOOOoooh...you just let me shoot myself in the foot with that one. Thanks Danny...shouldn't have asked...but now I know.)
Without missing a step jumping off the boxes as he looks at the private, "Only if it is an order from an Admiral," he replied yelling over the engines even with the hint of pain in his voice, "I am not leaving until my men and the others are safe!" He was a real Marine and won't leave the field of battle unless he was either badly injured and couldn't argue back or was dead. Why he got his place as a Gunny. He was Gun-Ho all the way through.
He stood there with a reply as he looks around seeing the strike team run out of the tower. He waves his hand to get them to move it.
"Now Private are you going to force me on or going to let me be ignorant and move on to the others?" He soon adds on still yelling over the noise as men and supplies moved around them.
|
|
|
Post by Coconut on Jun 27, 2009 14:56:08 GMT -5
((OOC: Lifts go up. )) The lift hit it's dockings with a clang that sent Sonya sprawling into action. With a rolling leap, Sonya tumbled into the shaft they'd reached. Had the lift been pulled up early by some Brute slicing? It seemed not. The designer had just put spaces between lifts so as to make sure any infiltrators couldn't make it all the way to the top in one hit. Sonya gritted her teeth. Even here, on what had always been one of the primary worlds of the Covenant, they'd had contingency plans, security measures, backups. Even here the work of the Prophets and the Forerunner's initial designs were hindering them. Sonya smacked a clip into her rifle with the butt of her hand, firing with the same motion as, crouched on one knee, she strafed the room. Three Brutes stood there, who obviously hadn't expected them. Sonya sent one sprawling to the ground instantly, clipping the other before firing into him. The third she didn't manage to take down. One of her teammates tagged him and he fell, with a grunt. "Where the hell's the rest?" Sonya stood up with confusion, looking around the room. It was empty of Brutes. Suddenly, an explosion sent smoke and debris billowing across the room, knocking Sonya to the floor. It was luck for her that she had. Three Orbital Drop Shock Troopers standing next to the wall were blown apart, as laser beams laced the room. Those on the lift will be trapped... Sonya thought, lying amongst the stone and rubble, stunned. I need to fix things. I need to distract them. Sonya did the only thing that had come into her head at the time. Snapping a fragmentary grenade off her belt, she threw it over towards the Brutes. The pin fell to the floor with a clatter, as she roared a defiant challenge to distract the Brutes. It worked. There was an explosion, and Sonya saw at least two of the hulking, feral beasts thrown against a wall or their comrades. Strafing the area where the grenade had gone off without giving them a chance to recover, Sonya suddenly realised that she'd opened herself up to Brute fire, having allowed her comrades a chance to recover. "Shit!" She swore, diving out the way as she came under fire. A blast hit the wall nearby, and razor sharp chips struck the visor of her helmet. Leaping behind a pile of rubble, pressing her back into it and making herself as small as possible, she realised she was isolated in comparison with the other Drop Troopers. "Dammit, I need backup!" She screamed across the room, hurling a grenade over her shoulder. It exploded with a crash, showering her with more debris. At least it hadn't rebounded back and killed her. But would the Brutes get her?
|
|
|
Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Jun 27, 2009 20:23:03 GMT -5
Mitch heard the explosion, and broke off from his fireteam and went to investigate. All he could make out was burning and exploding debris. He activated his VISR and made out the siloette of another trooper. Then a few brief pieces of info appeared and it turned out to be Sonya. "This is Lance Corporal Mitch Johson! Sonya! Come in! Are you ok?!"
|
|
|
Post by Danny on Jun 28, 2009 1:03:09 GMT -5
"It's your call Trooper," Amelia replied. Not wasting another breath on the arrogant soldier, she and her buddy ran over to the strike team.
As Charlie led the Elites and other ODST's out of the tower, she was met by two marines. "Get on that Pelican!" the female one yelled, trying to project her voice over the pelicans roaring engines. Charlie nodded and turned to the Elites. "Go, get on the ship!" she yelled. "Get them there!" she ordered an ODST. He nodded and took the elderly Elite by the wrist and led her to the Pelican. "Hey!" Charlie called to the female marine who had turned her back. "What is it?" Amelia asked. "Have the Spartans been evaced yet?" Charlie asked. "No ma'am, Spartans and Elites havent done their job yet," Amelia replied, she then nodded to her buddy and returned to the Pelican. Charlie remained, she found it humorous that the Spartans nor the Elites had taken down their tower. But at the same time she was worried. She strapped her weapon to her shoulder and began assisting loading the wounded aboard the Pelican.
|
|
Jared
Marine Private
Posts: 73
|
Post by Jared on Jun 28, 2009 1:35:21 GMT -5
(Danny need to work on your system of ranking and military protocol <.<; After all this is a Military group of people. BUT like I know you'll say "Don't care" but hey I am that kind of guy to get things right.)
Jared waits as the he didn't care for the SPARTANs but they were still under his people as well. Even though he wasn't running the OP. He still had to make sure everyone was out of the War Zone.
~In Orbit~ (Hey need to throw in that there were ships in orbit they were going to.)
The UNSC Destroy Class, Missouri was on standby with a few other ships in the area. They were tasked to get men and equipment off the surface. All the while deal with Convent forces that enter the space.
Captain Soliesh Freeman sat in her captain's chair as she watched the screens of information scrolling through. Few live imaging from the surface being shown. Soliesh hated waiting like this as they were an easy target. Yet she had to keep her cool. She was here to protect the carrier that had fighters and pelicans coming and going. The Missouri only had Pelicans but they weren't needed for a job like this.
"Can I get a statues report?" Soliesh asks as she wasn't getting data on that.
"We are still on standby, Captain" a crewmen replies as Soliesh sighs and nods.
"Alright...just hope this boring job will be done without problems," she replies back not directing her comment to anyone personally. The crew was just busying themselves and she started to do the same on writing up reports that needed to be done.
|
|
|
Post by Danny on Jun 28, 2009 1:53:03 GMT -5
(OoC: Jared, a mod was originally planned to run this thread. He became inactive so I took over. Admin rank trumps imaginary characters fake rank anyway )
|
|
|
Post by IndigoWolf on Jun 28, 2009 12:55:03 GMT -5
Klyn pulled away from the human who tried to take her by the wrist. Her companions continued past her to the Pelican. "I am not riding in that!" Klyn anounced indignantly. Rlyth rolled her eyes and went back after her. "You are if you want to live," she said pulling Klyn toward the dropship. Klyn conceded and followed her on board, but continued to grumble. "How can this worthless collection of scrap metal even fly?" she demanded, "Ugh! And it reeks of humans! I am a Lady of the 'Aureum clan; my forefathers were the most dignified of Councilors. This is unseemly!" "Oh will you please be silent!" Reja groaned. All three turned to look at the young Sangheili woman. She hadn't spoken since she was injured. "My head hurts enough already," Reja grumbled quietly. "She needs a medic," said Leci, "Do the humans have any available here?"
|
|
|
Post by Danny on Jun 28, 2009 16:59:15 GMT -5
(OoC: I edited Amelia's profile to make her some what of a medic ) "I might be able to help," Amelia said, stepping aboard. She dropped her rifle onto the floor of the Pelican and examined Reja. "I'll clean up that gash," she said, turning the Elites head. "But I might leave that cut on your arm for a medic of your own kind," she chuckled. She walked away from the Elite but soon returned with a duffel bag and a bottle of water. "Give her this," Amelia said, handing the bottle to Elite next to Reja. She openned the bag and pulled out a bottle of disinfectant. She rummaged through the bag and pulled out some cotton buds. "This might sting," she said, squirting the liquid on and around the wound and then cleaning it with the buds. She then cleaned the area around the cut on the Elites arm. Satisfied with her job, she put the materials back into the bag. "Drink the water," she said, then pulling out a blanket. "And stay warm," she said, handing it over. "It's small though, but it should do," "Hey, you're a medic?" Charlie asked, assisting an ODST into the Pelican bay. "Severe plasma burning to the right thigh," she said, dropping the soldier onto a seat and running back to the others. Amelia turned from the Elite and began taking off the ODST's armour. "Let's wrap this up," Charlie said to Jared while running past him. She and another Marine then picked up a fallen ODST and began carrying him to the drop ship.
|
|
|
Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Jun 28, 2009 19:10:24 GMT -5
"alright boys I think we are about done down here" said Klaus as he hopped out of the tank. "hey Major we need that Albatross now LZ is clear" said Klaus over the radio to Major Otto Straß" said Klaus. "good work Sergeant you get another bar...I will give it to you aboard the Albatross" (ooc just going for a ride as it's boring in space..just gave him a little promotion to Sergeant grade 2) "roger that thank you sir...try to stay low people don't like Spartans here sir" said Klaus emphasising the word Spartan.
(ooc incase there's any confusion I said a Albatross is picking the tanks up and Ottos just going for a little ride as he is bored in space..he won't even leave the ship)
|
|