Sal smiled at her assignment, she was happy with who she was paired with, two had seen her at her worst. And it would be a good chance to get to know Haley. Sal ran a quick diagnostic on her equipment and, satisfied with the results, headed towards the launch pad Blessed Ancestors watch us as we head into the unknown and grant us strength as we face those who wish us harm. She prayed as she arrived at the Gauntlet. She sat in the seat next to Ocara. "We need to stop meeting like this." She joked as she pulled out her unfolded rifle and set it across her lap.
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Knox didn't hear his name and figured that made him part of the emergency squad. He was a bit relieved that he didn't really have to go out and look for trouble, and sat down at a nearby stool to rest.
After a short time just sitting there and getting his thoughts together, he thought about playing some music on his Omni-Tool. But when he went to open it, the old thing flashed open a message about going to the roof.
He closed the faded orange display- which needed a little persuasion- and took the elevator to the roof.
"Wow...it's quite a view up here, " he said, thinking out loud. "...I can see why it's a good idea to hold out here."
After a short time just sitting there and getting his thoughts together, he thought about playing some music on his Omni-Tool. But when he went to open it, the old thing flashed open a message about going to the roof.
He closed the faded orange display- which needed a little persuasion- and took the elevator to the roof.
"Wow...it's quite a view up here, " he said, thinking out loud. "...I can see why it's a good idea to hold out here."
The Roof? Whatever, something important must be there.Thought Preven, closing down his Omni-tool.
Preven walked to the roof, Feeling no particular need to hurry, but even so, he seemed one of the first to arrive, giving him ample time to admire the view before being put to work for whatever reason they were brought up here for.
Preven walked to the roof, Feeling no particular need to hurry, but even so, he seemed one of the first to arrive, giving him ample time to admire the view before being put to work for whatever reason they were brought up here for.
Raven surveyed the assembled members of the company before nodding his head satisfied with their preparations. "All right guys are target is the Split Moons. Meer has taken asylum with them and we are going to show them how much of a mistake that is. Team 1 will be taking out their main source of income, a club within their district. Karnak and team two will be clearing out a corporate office that they run all of their income through and some fear into their clients. Team three and I will be taking out their largest weapons cache. Team four will serve as a emergency measure to support any team that needs help. We are going to hit them where it hurts and force them to cast Meer out into the open so we can eliminate him."
Taking a puff of his cigar, he motioned for them to load into the Gauntlet. "We'll be dropping you off first Lux. Let's get this show on the road."
Taking a puff of his cigar, he motioned for them to load into the Gauntlet. "We'll be dropping you off first Lux. Let's get this show on the road."
"Oh great, I get to knock over a nightclub." Dregger said impatiently. "Lux, you have one chance to convince me to stay on team one, or I'll go look for a better fight on my own if I have to."
He looked at Lux with a hard to place expression. This situation had sprung up many times before in Dregger's long career, Dregger refusing to cooperate until he got a better fight, but he had an ulterior motive this time. He wanted to see how Lux would react to something like this before a mission, to gauge his state of mind during an arguably traitorous plan.
He looked at Lux with a hard to place expression. This situation had sprung up many times before in Dregger's long career, Dregger refusing to cooperate until he got a better fight, but he had an ulterior motive this time. He wanted to see how Lux would react to something like this before a mission, to gauge his state of mind during an arguably traitorous plan.
Lux:
"You start acting like an unruly Varren, and I'll treat you like one," Lux growled as he walked up the ramp of the Gauntlet. As he boarded, he looked at the trolley, and grabbed the three packs from on top of it. He strapped the first one on, and stood on the ramp again as others passed him to get on. Before Karnak did though, he extended his arm, blocking him, getting his attention.
"You know how to place charges?" he asked. Karnak nodded. "Then don't fuck it up."
He shoved the pack into Karnak's chest and let him continue on. He watched as the Batarian sat amongst the others, explaining what the plan would be for their mission.
Amateurs.
He waited on the ramp until the rest boarded. He was waiting for Raven to finally get on, so he could speak with him before things got started.
"This is yours," he said as he handed over the second pack full of explosive charges. "Either place the gel charges inside the crates, or fill the crack where it opens with it. It'll destroy the contents in any case."
As Raven slung the pack over his shoulder, Lux continued.
"Also, reverse the course," Lux said as he watched Raven secure the pack, tightening the straps, and tugging on it to ensure it wouldn't come lose. "The cache will be the one most likely to be guarded by some of their own men. That means you should strike first when you land, and have extra time to secure the area. Place Karnak's second, and mine last. The Gauntlet should be able to run this in reverse."
"You start acting like an unruly Varren, and I'll treat you like one," Lux growled as he walked up the ramp of the Gauntlet. As he boarded, he looked at the trolley, and grabbed the three packs from on top of it. He strapped the first one on, and stood on the ramp again as others passed him to get on. Before Karnak did though, he extended his arm, blocking him, getting his attention.
"You know how to place charges?" he asked. Karnak nodded. "Then don't fuck it up."
He shoved the pack into Karnak's chest and let him continue on. He watched as the Batarian sat amongst the others, explaining what the plan would be for their mission.
Amateurs.
He waited on the ramp until the rest boarded. He was waiting for Raven to finally get on, so he could speak with him before things got started.
"This is yours," he said as he handed over the second pack full of explosive charges. "Either place the gel charges inside the crates, or fill the crack where it opens with it. It'll destroy the contents in any case."
As Raven slung the pack over his shoulder, Lux continued.
"Also, reverse the course," Lux said as he watched Raven secure the pack, tightening the straps, and tugging on it to ensure it wouldn't come lose. "The cache will be the one most likely to be guarded by some of their own men. That means you should strike first when you land, and have extra time to secure the area. Place Karnak's second, and mine last. The Gauntlet should be able to run this in reverse."
Dregger was slightly disappointed by the curtness of the response but he was satisfied and followed orders as he sat down and prepared for takeoff.
Lux:
?Fair enough,? Raven said as he made his way down the aisle of the Gauntlet and to the far end. ?Route will be reversed, we?ll land first.?
As he watched Raven move into the cockpit to change the course, Lux took his seat at the end by Dregger. He nodded as he took his seat and strapped in as the Gauntlet began to hover above the platform on the roof of Aegis?s base, and take off into the streets of Omega. Within a few minutes, the ship would be landing, and they?d be striking back for what Meer had orchestrated.
15 minutes later:
?As for you Ocara,? Raven said as he continued his briefing. ?I want you in the apartment across. Set up and provide sniper support. You won?t be able to see inside the building, but you?ll be able to watch the entrances. Make sure no one comes in after us.?
Only seconds after Raven finished, the Gauntlet touched down, and the ramp doors opened. Raven and his squad quickly ran down the ramp and onto the ground, as the Gauntlet began to ascend back onto the streets of Omega. The Gauntlet had dropped them within their target?s perimeter, onto one of the loading platforms. The building housed dozens of security lockers for the locals of the district. A small private security force was to be expected, but none from the Split. The challenge would be from locating the specific locker quick enough so that they could get the mission done swiftly.
?Fair enough,? Raven said as he made his way down the aisle of the Gauntlet and to the far end. ?Route will be reversed, we?ll land first.?
As he watched Raven move into the cockpit to change the course, Lux took his seat at the end by Dregger. He nodded as he took his seat and strapped in as the Gauntlet began to hover above the platform on the roof of Aegis?s base, and take off into the streets of Omega. Within a few minutes, the ship would be landing, and they?d be striking back for what Meer had orchestrated.
15 minutes later:
?As for you Ocara,? Raven said as he continued his briefing. ?I want you in the apartment across. Set up and provide sniper support. You won?t be able to see inside the building, but you?ll be able to watch the entrances. Make sure no one comes in after us.?
Only seconds after Raven finished, the Gauntlet touched down, and the ramp doors opened. Raven and his squad quickly ran down the ramp and onto the ground, as the Gauntlet began to ascend back onto the streets of Omega. The Gauntlet had dropped them within their target?s perimeter, onto one of the loading platforms. The building housed dozens of security lockers for the locals of the district. A small private security force was to be expected, but none from the Split. The challenge would be from locating the specific locker quick enough so that they could get the mission done swiftly.
Rook:
Rook repeated Raven?s instructions to him in his head.
?Once Sal has hacked into their security network, it?ll be your job to take care of the guards themselves. She?ll cut the alarms and comms for you, but you?ll have to neutralize anything else you find. These rent-a-cops won?t put up much of a fight, but if any escape, they will contact the Splits, and then we?ll be in for a lot more trouble than we came for. While you?re doing this, me and her will track down the locker, and destroy its contents.?
As he made his way to the main entrance, he could see Haley, Raven, and Sal there. Sal was already working on the outside terminal, attempting to override as much of the security as possible. After waiting only half a minute more, the doors to the facility opened to a small lobby.
?I?ve been able to alter access of the facility so it?s no longer restricted to only authorized personnel. Their comms and alarms are also being slowed by dozens of error messages and spam alerts,? she said as she turned from the panel and towards the rest of the team. ?It?ll only be temporary though, if they reboot the system, they?ll be back at full control, but that will take at least five minutes. You?ll have to access the security room, and stop any attempts to manually reset it from there.?
The lobby the four entered was small. To their left were a couple rows of uncomfortable looking chairs, maybe eight of them in total, with a small table in front of them. Across from that was a small office, with windows looking out to the lobby, but metal grates had been rolled over each of them. Directly in front of them were the doors that linked to the halls of the facility, where the lockers would be branching off of.
?And before you ask, the security office is on the fifth and top floor,? she said as she moved towards the hall doors, accessing the terminal to open them. ?As for the locker we?re looking for, I?ll have to use one of the terminals in here to find it. Who is the owner again Raven??
?Sieus Ralcaren.?
The doors to the hall opened, and Haley and Rook didn?t wait to hear the rest. Rook took the lead and Haley followed close behind as they turned right, and ran down the halls passed the rows of lockers, looking for the stairs that would take them up to the next level.
Rook repeated Raven?s instructions to him in his head.
?Once Sal has hacked into their security network, it?ll be your job to take care of the guards themselves. She?ll cut the alarms and comms for you, but you?ll have to neutralize anything else you find. These rent-a-cops won?t put up much of a fight, but if any escape, they will contact the Splits, and then we?ll be in for a lot more trouble than we came for. While you?re doing this, me and her will track down the locker, and destroy its contents.?
As he made his way to the main entrance, he could see Haley, Raven, and Sal there. Sal was already working on the outside terminal, attempting to override as much of the security as possible. After waiting only half a minute more, the doors to the facility opened to a small lobby.
?I?ve been able to alter access of the facility so it?s no longer restricted to only authorized personnel. Their comms and alarms are also being slowed by dozens of error messages and spam alerts,? she said as she turned from the panel and towards the rest of the team. ?It?ll only be temporary though, if they reboot the system, they?ll be back at full control, but that will take at least five minutes. You?ll have to access the security room, and stop any attempts to manually reset it from there.?
The lobby the four entered was small. To their left were a couple rows of uncomfortable looking chairs, maybe eight of them in total, with a small table in front of them. Across from that was a small office, with windows looking out to the lobby, but metal grates had been rolled over each of them. Directly in front of them were the doors that linked to the halls of the facility, where the lockers would be branching off of.
?And before you ask, the security office is on the fifth and top floor,? she said as she moved towards the hall doors, accessing the terminal to open them. ?As for the locker we?re looking for, I?ll have to use one of the terminals in here to find it. Who is the owner again Raven??
?Sieus Ralcaren.?
The doors to the hall opened, and Haley and Rook didn?t wait to hear the rest. Rook took the lead and Haley followed close behind as they turned right, and ran down the halls passed the rows of lockers, looking for the stairs that would take them up to the next level.
Lux:
It had been almost six minutes since the Gauntlet had last landed. Karnak was now standing at the end of the bay, by the ramp doors, speaking to the Batarians around him.
"Everyone understand the plan?" Karnak said as he looked over their faces. The Gauntlet shook once more as it came to a landing. "Listen, follow my lead, and play it safe. If you run into any trouble, keep your heads together, and call for back up. Stick together, and keep to the plan, and we'll make it out."
The ramp doors opened once more, and Karnak ran down first. As he did, he looked over his shoulders and called to the others. Lux didn't know what Karnak yelled back at them, his translator couldn't work it out, but it was enough to have the rest of the guards start running after him down the ramp. The moment the last one was off, the ramp closed once more, and the Gauntlet took off.
"Four minutes until arrival," Lux said as he got up from his seat and moved to where Karnak had been standing before. "Do your last checks and make sure you have fresh clips loaded. There will be no hesitation once these doors open."
It had been almost six minutes since the Gauntlet had last landed. Karnak was now standing at the end of the bay, by the ramp doors, speaking to the Batarians around him.
"Everyone understand the plan?" Karnak said as he looked over their faces. The Gauntlet shook once more as it came to a landing. "Listen, follow my lead, and play it safe. If you run into any trouble, keep your heads together, and call for back up. Stick together, and keep to the plan, and we'll make it out."
The ramp doors opened once more, and Karnak ran down first. As he did, he looked over his shoulders and called to the others. Lux didn't know what Karnak yelled back at them, his translator couldn't work it out, but it was enough to have the rest of the guards start running after him down the ramp. The moment the last one was off, the ramp closed once more, and the Gauntlet took off.
"Four minutes until arrival," Lux said as he got up from his seat and moved to where Karnak had been standing before. "Do your last checks and make sure you have fresh clips loaded. There will be no hesitation once these doors open."
Terina heard the message sent by Paladin over the commlink. Each squad needed a leader. Looks like the reserves had one. Standing up, Terina grabbed her shotgun and headed to the roof. While riding on the lift, she double-checked her shotgun. It was ready. Most likely wouldn't see any action, but if that was the case, then so be it. Once on the roof, she stood near the Razor, helping with the prep as she waited with the others for further instruction.
Lux:
?We?ll be touching down outside of the Stuttered Pulse,? Lux said as the Gauntlet began to descend. ?It?s the busiest night club in this district. Bigger than most of the surrounding ones as well. All of you will rush in, take control of it, and wait for the next orders. I want this place under our control before the DJ can even stop his shitty music.?
The Gauntlet shuttered as it touched down. As the ramp doors opened, Brooks squeezed his way past, with John not far behind. Treven soon followed after onto the street outside. As Dregger was about to walk out, Lux held out his arm and stopped him.
?You take the crate,? Lux said as he pointed underneath the bench the two had been sitting on previously. ?Get it inside the club, then help us lock it down if the rest of them haven?t secured it by then.?
As he spoke, the sound of a couple shotgun blasts could be heard outside.
Lux then turned and walked down the ramp of the Gauntlet. He looked ahead across the street to see Brooks, and John pushing through the doors of the club. People were panicking as several pushed passed Lux, trying to escape. He could barely hear Treven?s voice over the screams. He could see him up ahead, in a small clearing by the doors, with his gun switching between two of the bouncers, both which were on their knees as he yelled his orders at them.
Least he knows how to deal with prisoners.
?We?ll be touching down outside of the Stuttered Pulse,? Lux said as the Gauntlet began to descend. ?It?s the busiest night club in this district. Bigger than most of the surrounding ones as well. All of you will rush in, take control of it, and wait for the next orders. I want this place under our control before the DJ can even stop his shitty music.?
The Gauntlet shuttered as it touched down. As the ramp doors opened, Brooks squeezed his way past, with John not far behind. Treven soon followed after onto the street outside. As Dregger was about to walk out, Lux held out his arm and stopped him.
?You take the crate,? Lux said as he pointed underneath the bench the two had been sitting on previously. ?Get it inside the club, then help us lock it down if the rest of them haven?t secured it by then.?
As he spoke, the sound of a couple shotgun blasts could be heard outside.
Lux then turned and walked down the ramp of the Gauntlet. He looked ahead across the street to see Brooks, and John pushing through the doors of the club. People were panicking as several pushed passed Lux, trying to escape. He could barely hear Treven?s voice over the screams. He could see him up ahead, in a small clearing by the doors, with his gun switching between two of the bouncers, both which were on their knees as he yelled his orders at them.
Least he knows how to deal with prisoners.
Esten:
Esten adjusted his scope as he sat on the rooftop of Aegis, propping himself up against one of the air conditioning units. The other Turian guard, Preven, was sitting on the roof beside him, aiming his sniper down the street, examining the people at the end of it. Esten took his eyes from his rifle to examine the Turians position. After examining him for a moment, Esten let out a small sigh, as he placed his rifle to his side, and leaned in closer to the Turian.
"It really was basic training," Esten said, the first words he had uttered to Preven since the two had started waiting on the roof. "It shows."
Esten waited until Preven had turned to look and respond to Esten before continuing.
"To start with, your eye is too close to the scope," Esten said as he pointed straight at Preven. "The recoil will cause it to jump back, straight into your eyes. With cheaper rifles, the recoil is stronger, not as well managed. It has the potential to crack bones if improperly handled."
Esten sat for a moment as the Turian listened, before waving his fingers sideways. Preven caught what he was meaning, and pulled his head further back from the scope.
"You're too close to the edge," Esten continued, as he now pointed at the barrel, the end of which was hanging over the street below. "Anyone underneath would know where you are. Pull back a couple feet, don't rest the rifle on the edge, but further back. That way it's more difficult to spot."
Esten watched as Preven started to shuffle back a few feet until the barrel was no longer visible for anyone walking under them. Esten nodded, as he then pointed over to the butt of the rifle.
"Make sure the stock is firmly held into your shoulder," Esten said as he waited for Preven to follow his instructions. "If it's not propperly held, after your first shot, the recoil will make you lose your target, costing you precious seconds as you attempt to reacquire them."
Esten then leaned back against the air conditioning unit, as he continued to silently watch Preven. It would be a while yet until he was fully trained, but Esten let his concerns slightly slide, hoping there was better potential in him than those before.
Esten adjusted his scope as he sat on the rooftop of Aegis, propping himself up against one of the air conditioning units. The other Turian guard, Preven, was sitting on the roof beside him, aiming his sniper down the street, examining the people at the end of it. Esten took his eyes from his rifle to examine the Turians position. After examining him for a moment, Esten let out a small sigh, as he placed his rifle to his side, and leaned in closer to the Turian.
"It really was basic training," Esten said, the first words he had uttered to Preven since the two had started waiting on the roof. "It shows."
Esten waited until Preven had turned to look and respond to Esten before continuing.
"To start with, your eye is too close to the scope," Esten said as he pointed straight at Preven. "The recoil will cause it to jump back, straight into your eyes. With cheaper rifles, the recoil is stronger, not as well managed. It has the potential to crack bones if improperly handled."
Esten sat for a moment as the Turian listened, before waving his fingers sideways. Preven caught what he was meaning, and pulled his head further back from the scope.
"You're too close to the edge," Esten continued, as he now pointed at the barrel, the end of which was hanging over the street below. "Anyone underneath would know where you are. Pull back a couple feet, don't rest the rifle on the edge, but further back. That way it's more difficult to spot."
Esten watched as Preven started to shuffle back a few feet until the barrel was no longer visible for anyone walking under them. Esten nodded, as he then pointed over to the butt of the rifle.
"Make sure the stock is firmly held into your shoulder," Esten said as he waited for Preven to follow his instructions. "If it's not propperly held, after your first shot, the recoil will make you lose your target, costing you precious seconds as you attempt to reacquire them."
Esten then leaned back against the air conditioning unit, as he continued to silently watch Preven. It would be a while yet until he was fully trained, but Esten let his concerns slightly slide, hoping there was better potential in him than those before.
Paladin made his way back up the stairs to the roof, the gauntlet had already touched down, but if the razor was still there, then he hadn't missed any excitement. He looked over the people standing on the roof that made up his squad. The sociopath and a Turian he didn't recognize had a good view of the roadway below.
Paladin saw Terina pacing by the Razor, obviously eager to get going, and the other was conducting his affairs in a nondescript manner. Paladin brought up the camera feed he had lined to his omni tool, and displayed four screens, three showing the three feeds, and another tapped into the company wide communications chatter so he could not only keep an eye on the view of the entrances, but he could shout the team together as soon as they were called for. With all that prepared, Paladin leaned against the Razor and waited for something to happen.
Paladin saw Terina pacing by the Razor, obviously eager to get going, and the other was conducting his affairs in a nondescript manner. Paladin brought up the camera feed he had lined to his omni tool, and displayed four screens, three showing the three feeds, and another tapped into the company wide communications chatter so he could not only keep an eye on the view of the entrances, but he could shout the team together as soon as they were called for. With all that prepared, Paladin leaned against the Razor and waited for something to happen.
I hate looking through this damn thing. Thought Preven as he scanned the streets he'd been assigned to watch with a Salarian, Esten. Preven had barely even thought about the silent sniper beside him, so was rather surprised when he began giving him a quick tutorial about how to do hold the rifle.
Preven had been tempted to snap at this bit of unsolicited advice, but was not even able to before Esten pointed out how close he actually was to his scope, something he hadn't even thought mattered. The second mistake, a section of the rifle being noticeable from the streets below, was fairly obvious, and Preven felt rather embarrassed about not noticing it. The final one wasn't as glaringly obvious as the other two, though still importent.
Preven waited for more pointers, but Esten had fallen silent again, just staring at Preven, making him feel rather nervous.
Preven had been tempted to snap at this bit of unsolicited advice, but was not even able to before Esten pointed out how close he actually was to his scope, something he hadn't even thought mattered. The second mistake, a section of the rifle being noticeable from the streets below, was fairly obvious, and Preven felt rather embarrassed about not noticing it. The final one wasn't as glaringly obvious as the other two, though still importent.
Preven waited for more pointers, but Esten had fallen silent again, just staring at Preven, making him feel rather nervous.
Dregger lifted the crate and hustled down the ramp towards the objective, knocking over any bystanders in his way. He set it down just past the entrance and then took cover behind the door frame while he turned off the safety on his shot gun.
"Were good to go!" he shouted to the other members of the team.
"Were good to go!" he shouted to the other members of the team.
Brooks:
The club had fallen into absolute anarchy. He could hear several of the patrons yelling as they ran past him to whatever way they thought an exit was. The few guards that there were trying their best to force their way through the people to get to Brooks and John, but weren't able to get to them.
Brooks reached the window that was built into the wall by the middle of the dance floor. The glass was tinted black, making it impossible for him to see through. He raised his shotgun, aiming it at the middle of the window, waiting a couple seconds before firing. The glass shattered from the shot, and as it collapsed, bits of it sprayed into the DJ's Booth. Looking through the empty frame, Brooks could now see the Salarian DJ cowering behind his set up.
Brooks leaned through the frame, and over the board, grabbing the Salarian by the collar. As he pulled back, he felt his arm stiffen as the motors built into his armour engaged, taking much of the weight off of the Salarian. He dragged the DJ over and through the frame of the window and out of his booth. When he was most of the way out, Brooks let go, and threw the DJ onto the floor in front of him.
"Where's your boss?" Brooks asked as he lowered his shotgun, placing it behind the Salarian's left horn.
"In the office," the DJ stammered. "The hallway that gets to my booth also connects his office."
Before Brooks could even tell him to leave, he heard two shots fired from the crowd. He wasn't sure where the first went, but he could see the second fly past, and into the empty DJ booth behind him. Not hesitating to let the guards take aim for another shot, Brooks grabbed the DJ booth's window frame, and lifted his legs, vaulting through. As he did, he could feel a third pistol shot glance off of his shields, and a few shots taken from an SMG shortly follow. Brooks activated his Comms as he waited for a moment before rising from behind the booth, and trying to find where the shots had come from.
On the other side of the dance floor was one guard, carrying a heavy pistol, and carefully taking aim at the booth. While most of the people had now cleared the dance floor, there were still several running past it, coming down from the second floor stairwell beside and running across the floor to the main entrance. Up above, on the balcony that looked over the dance floor Brooks could see the other guard with the SMG, behind the railing and also taking aim at the booth. Brooks began to raise his shotgun at the SMG wielding guard, but before he could, several shots started to rain down from the balcony at him, hitting the board inches in front of him, causing Brooks to reel back away, trying to avoid where he'd be able to shoot him from.
"Shit," Brooks said over his Comms as he ducked under the booth. "John, one guard in the crowd, can't engage him because of the people around him. Another on the second floor balcony, suppressing me. I need help."
The club had fallen into absolute anarchy. He could hear several of the patrons yelling as they ran past him to whatever way they thought an exit was. The few guards that there were trying their best to force their way through the people to get to Brooks and John, but weren't able to get to them.
Brooks reached the window that was built into the wall by the middle of the dance floor. The glass was tinted black, making it impossible for him to see through. He raised his shotgun, aiming it at the middle of the window, waiting a couple seconds before firing. The glass shattered from the shot, and as it collapsed, bits of it sprayed into the DJ's Booth. Looking through the empty frame, Brooks could now see the Salarian DJ cowering behind his set up.
Brooks leaned through the frame, and over the board, grabbing the Salarian by the collar. As he pulled back, he felt his arm stiffen as the motors built into his armour engaged, taking much of the weight off of the Salarian. He dragged the DJ over and through the frame of the window and out of his booth. When he was most of the way out, Brooks let go, and threw the DJ onto the floor in front of him.
"Where's your boss?" Brooks asked as he lowered his shotgun, placing it behind the Salarian's left horn.
"In the office," the DJ stammered. "The hallway that gets to my booth also connects his office."
Before Brooks could even tell him to leave, he heard two shots fired from the crowd. He wasn't sure where the first went, but he could see the second fly past, and into the empty DJ booth behind him. Not hesitating to let the guards take aim for another shot, Brooks grabbed the DJ booth's window frame, and lifted his legs, vaulting through. As he did, he could feel a third pistol shot glance off of his shields, and a few shots taken from an SMG shortly follow. Brooks activated his Comms as he waited for a moment before rising from behind the booth, and trying to find where the shots had come from.
On the other side of the dance floor was one guard, carrying a heavy pistol, and carefully taking aim at the booth. While most of the people had now cleared the dance floor, there were still several running past it, coming down from the second floor stairwell beside and running across the floor to the main entrance. Up above, on the balcony that looked over the dance floor Brooks could see the other guard with the SMG, behind the railing and also taking aim at the booth. Brooks began to raise his shotgun at the SMG wielding guard, but before he could, several shots started to rain down from the balcony at him, hitting the board inches in front of him, causing Brooks to reel back away, trying to avoid where he'd be able to shoot him from.
"Shit," Brooks said over his Comms as he ducked under the booth. "John, one guard in the crowd, can't engage him because of the people around him. Another on the second floor balcony, suppressing me. I need help."
John was trying to make his way through the crowd, but he was having a hard time. Most people would try to avoid a heavily armed person in full armour, but one woman had been so incensed by John's presence that she'd attacked him with her purse. He'd cold cocked her in the face and thrust her into the arms of some other fleeing patrons. The remaining patrons picked up the pace remarkably as a few shots rang out.
"John, one guard in the crowd, can't engage him because of the people around him. Another on the second floor balcony, suppressing me. I need help."
"Copy the Brooks, hang on." Swapping his M-96 for his M-5, he slid up to a support pillar and took stock. Both guards seemed fixed on Brooks and hadn't noticed Johns presence yet. Capitalizing this oversight John drew 'Alexia ' with his other hand and sprang into action.
Swinging around the pillar, and aiming with his peripheral vision, John opened fire at the guard on the ground floor with his memento pistol. Rounds started hitting the scenery, causing the man to dive for cover, giving John time to quickly aim up to the balcony. The SMG armed guard was still trying to bring it to bear when John saw the blue dot of his M-5s laser trace across the lightly armoured chest. In that instant the hand cannon barked twice, ending the threat over head.
Rolling back into cover, John heard a volley of fire slam into the pillar, accompanied by an equally vicious volley of profanity. "Brooks you?re clear, but I seem to have REALLY pissed the other guy off."
"John, one guard in the crowd, can't engage him because of the people around him. Another on the second floor balcony, suppressing me. I need help."
"Copy the Brooks, hang on." Swapping his M-96 for his M-5, he slid up to a support pillar and took stock. Both guards seemed fixed on Brooks and hadn't noticed Johns presence yet. Capitalizing this oversight John drew 'Alexia ' with his other hand and sprang into action.
Swinging around the pillar, and aiming with his peripheral vision, John opened fire at the guard on the ground floor with his memento pistol. Rounds started hitting the scenery, causing the man to dive for cover, giving John time to quickly aim up to the balcony. The SMG armed guard was still trying to bring it to bear when John saw the blue dot of his M-5s laser trace across the lightly armoured chest. In that instant the hand cannon barked twice, ending the threat over head.
Rolling back into cover, John heard a volley of fire slam into the pillar, accompanied by an equally vicious volley of profanity. "Brooks you?re clear, but I seem to have REALLY pissed the other guy off."
Brooks:
Once again, Brooks rose out from behind the booth, looking out onto the floor of the Club. He could see the guard above, half slung over the railing. A small trickle of blood was making its way down his arm, and onto the dance floor below. He could see the other guard, having jumped behind a nearby pillar, facing away from John. Brooks wanted to take aim, but at this range, his shotgun wouldn't be as effective, and could easily catch someone else in the crowd, and switching to his rifle would cost too much time. He could see Lux and Dregger walking into the club as he stood behind the booth, and decided it'd be best to move forward.
"John, Lux and Dregger just came through the entrance," Brooks said as he looked around the booth. He found a keycard sitting underneath a drink on the edge, and slid it out. He scanned it across the nearby door panel, and watched as it slid open to the hallways behind. "I'm going to go see if I can find who runs this place."
Once again, Brooks rose out from behind the booth, looking out onto the floor of the Club. He could see the guard above, half slung over the railing. A small trickle of blood was making its way down his arm, and onto the dance floor below. He could see the other guard, having jumped behind a nearby pillar, facing away from John. Brooks wanted to take aim, but at this range, his shotgun wouldn't be as effective, and could easily catch someone else in the crowd, and switching to his rifle would cost too much time. He could see Lux and Dregger walking into the club as he stood behind the booth, and decided it'd be best to move forward.
"John, Lux and Dregger just came through the entrance," Brooks said as he looked around the booth. He found a keycard sitting underneath a drink on the edge, and slid it out. He scanned it across the nearby door panel, and watched as it slid open to the hallways behind. "I'm going to go see if I can find who runs this place."
Kryxus:
As everyone waited quietly, bored on the roof, the doors of the Razor opened. Soon after, Kryxus's head could be seen popping out as he looked around at those around. He passed by each one of them, before doing a second sweep, and turning his head to the sides to see if they were really the only ones on the roof.
"This all of you?" Kryxus asked as he stepped out onto the landing pad. "Nevermind that, all that matters really is if the Quarian is here? She hiding somewhere or was she on the Gauntlet?"
As everyone waited quietly, bored on the roof, the doors of the Razor opened. Soon after, Kryxus's head could be seen popping out as he looked around at those around. He passed by each one of them, before doing a second sweep, and turning his head to the sides to see if they were really the only ones on the roof.
"This all of you?" Kryxus asked as he stepped out onto the landing pad. "Nevermind that, all that matters really is if the Quarian is here? She hiding somewhere or was she on the Gauntlet?"