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Post by WookieeElf on Jul 3, 2015 21:25:39 GMT
Rhi couldn't tell what he was saying, but nodded anyway, silently praying that he wasn't proposing or asking her if she could clean the restrooms when they got back to base.
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Post by Jaran Dranthuil on Jul 4, 2015 14:01:39 GMT
Devan acknowledged the nod while thinking of a plan. "Well, I'm not comin' up with anything, so...," he said partly to himself. Making sure there were no current attackers, Devan quickly stood, ripped off a piece of plating from the destroyed warthog and ducked back down as plasma bolts flew towards him. Gesturing in the direction of the tanks and yelling for Rhi to run, he stood and hefted the plating as a makeshift shield.
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Post by WookieeElf on Jul 4, 2015 14:19:14 GMT
Rhi hoped she was doing the right thing by following just behind him, keeping a few Elites away with a well-tossed grenade. She couldn't see where Tracatto and the others had went, and silently prayed that they weren't dead.
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Post by Loon on Jul 4, 2015 16:03:40 GMT
((NightBlade: Alrighty, YAY!!! Jackals were always my favorite Covvies) Erebus followed behind Rhi, always keeping a careful eye out for his brethren. After all, he was their only ambassador to the humans, and if a misplaced shot killed him... bad things would happen. "Uh, I will be safe with you, right? Your buddies won't kill me, right?" He asked the new SPARTAN.
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Post by Jaran Dranthuil on Jul 4, 2015 19:55:26 GMT
Devan made his way towards the tanks and the rest of the group, while his makeshift shield absorbed the majority of incoming fire. " Well, Ill try not to shoot you, but I can't speak for the res-," he tried answering before an explosion, accompanied by a green flash, flattened the remains of the wrecked warthog. "Hunters. Great."
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Post by NightBlade on Jul 4, 2015 20:07:40 GMT
( Loon: yeah? I'm Sangheili all the way) "Stand back, boys and girls." Captain Massey barked over all the UNSC personnels' comms. There was a slight whine, a short series of beeps, and a rumbling from the sky. A second later, orbital artillery rounds pounded the Covenant forces into oblivion. "Listen up y'all." Massey ordered. "SPARTANs, grab those tanks and roll on down the gorge. You're gonna clean up whoever's left and punch a hole into their base lines ten klicks out. We'll regroup and be right behind you. Now move!"
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Post by WookieeElf on Jul 4, 2015 20:33:55 GMT
Rhiannon swore, the explosion nearly blowing her eardrums despite her helmet. Growling, she took off the dead piece of equipment and hooked it to her belt. "Whatever happens, I call shotgun."
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Post by WookieeElf on Jul 13, 2015 16:51:46 GMT
*BUMP*
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Post by Loon on Jul 16, 2015 23:54:32 GMT
((Hai))
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Post by NightBlade on Jul 17, 2015 0:56:01 GMT
(I'm kinda waiting on you guys)
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Post by WookieeElf on Jul 17, 2015 2:16:49 GMT
((Copy that))
Taking the initiative—and hoping that it was the right move—Rhi ran towards the tanks, ducking under plasma-fire along the way.
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Post by Jaran Dranthuil on Jul 24, 2015 0:53:10 GMT
Devan dropped to the ground at the sound of the explosion, but he soon noticed it wasn't another covenant attack. Getting back on his feet, ran to the nearest scorpion and clambered aboard." This is gonna be fun."
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