08-26-2006, 12:44 AM
Allistair glanced at Hawk. He paused to drink another swill from the flask and then corked the neck, unfazed by Hawk's blubbering squeals.
"You've had time to complete your program, you even had the Navi's to near death, but the my assurance has long passed and I must take action for the good of the organization."
Heavy explosions began to sound from his PET. A voice cried out, others shouted into squealing confusion, electric static clogging the speakers. He heard Auspex giving orders. On the PET screen, it was a industry snowland. Dust pillowed across a ruined landscape, ash tissued the random chunks of data blocks, now spent of information. Auspex, covered thick in data shards, emerged in the PET window.
'Boom.' He said.
"Boom?"
'Big Boom.' The Navi restated.
"Start talking sense."
'I never placed mines so close together like that. The explosions engulfed us, a Trooper became a shrapnel pincushion, and the rest of us are a little dazed from it.'
Allistair pitied the Navi. "What about the tactical?"
'They're still watching the Navis duke it out with Hypnoman.'
"Make your way near the control room, but stay hidden, the same orders for your tactical squad. Once the Navis get inside the room we're going to flood it full of munitions fire, got it?"
'Yes Allistiar.'
"You've had time to complete your program, you even had the Navi's to near death, but the my assurance has long passed and I must take action for the good of the organization."
Heavy explosions began to sound from his PET. A voice cried out, others shouted into squealing confusion, electric static clogging the speakers. He heard Auspex giving orders. On the PET screen, it was a industry snowland. Dust pillowed across a ruined landscape, ash tissued the random chunks of data blocks, now spent of information. Auspex, covered thick in data shards, emerged in the PET window.
'Boom.' He said.
"Boom?"
'Big Boom.' The Navi restated.
"Start talking sense."
'I never placed mines so close together like that. The explosions engulfed us, a Trooper became a shrapnel pincushion, and the rest of us are a little dazed from it.'
Allistair pitied the Navi. "What about the tactical?"
'They're still watching the Navis duke it out with Hypnoman.'
"Make your way near the control room, but stay hidden, the same orders for your tactical squad. Once the Navis get inside the room we're going to flood it full of munitions fire, got it?"
'Yes Allistiar.'