X-Com: Fight for Earth. A Sci-Fi, World saving Rp *Started* *Accepting Res sheets, Apply via PM*

[NeoAC]

Corey had followed in after Victor had cleared the way. The quiet was a bit reassuring until Groa asked her question. It broken by the Arab's scream as his torso melted away. Corey had glanced over one and then immediately looked away, not able to look at his now dying teammate.

He dove behind cover at Victor's call, a overturned table providing it. His mind was racing, mostly with various swear words. Fuck! Fuck! Shit! Fucking Fuck! Damn it! What the fuck!

Corey was snapped out of his string of curses when he noticed something shiny on the ground. It looked like a baseball, it was about the same size, but it was made of metal. It had a bunch of lines going all the way around it, and on the top was an indent. Corey pressed down on it, it was almost like a button.

"Guys!" he called out. "Do we know what we're doing yet?" He picked up the ball. Who knows? Maybe it will do something helpful.

 

[The Zango]

Spoiler: @Neo

...Oops, I didn't mention its size in the PM did I? It's about the same size as a tennis ball. I'll be more specific in future PM's

 

[NeoAC]

Spoiler: OOC @ BigZ

Yeah, you said 3KG, I thought it was big. I'll go back and edit.

 

[axle 19]

Marcus dove for cover, landing behind a column as blasts of that green goop hammered his position. Looking at Horus's he corpse a thought slammed into him. That could have been me! What the fuck! Touching his comm he shouted, "What's the plan Boss? Sit here and get our asses shot off or do something about them?"

 

[The Zango]

"Fucking let me think!" said Victor as he ducked his head back under the debris as another bolt of burning Plasma shot over him, he'd not been sucsessful in spotting any of the hostiles through the snow but they sure knew where they were.

He looked around and noticed Corey holding the ball. For the first time since he'd met them, a smile grew on his face.

"Press the button and throw it" he said calmly as he reloaded another clip into his rifle, what Corey had stumbled across was a grenade but not just any grenade.... A stun grenade.

He looked at the others in turn and issued his orders with steely composure and authority.

"When he throws the grenade LOOK AWAY, after you hear a bang run as fast as you can to the SkyHawk, is that clear?"

 

[NeoAC]

"You picked the right one for the job Vic," Corey shouted back. He pressed down on the grenade. "Watch this one, guys!"

Corey stood up during the momentary lapse in fire and went into the stretch. It was a purely mechanical process that had been perfected over years of practice. His arm cocked back, the grenade held resting in his palm for a brief moment in time before he whipped his arm back forward in a 3/4 motion before the grenade was launched out of his hand like a rocket, easily going 95 mph. The orb flew out the door and into the wilderness as the firing started up again.

"She's going going gone!" he proclaimed as he went back near the entrance and covered his eyes with his arm.

 

[axle 19]

Marcus watched Corey's grenade fly with a sense of awe. Shit guy is like a major league pitcher! he thought as he ducked down covering his eyes as he went. The subsequent boom and wave of thunder washed over him and the rest of the team before he shakinngly got to his feet and began to move. "Let's go guys! Move your asses!"

 

[The Zango]

The grenade exploded with a thunderous crack and even through closed eyes did its light appear blinding. Victor was first up and on his feet, the regular zing of plasma being fired at them had subsided and was now replaced with an dead silence. It would not stay that way.

"Let's go guys! Move your asses!"

"First good idea you have! Run!"

And with that he exited the smoking hull of the ship and paused just long enough to sling Horus over his shoulder.

Never leave a man behind

He began to run again, the cold wind burning his face and making his eyes water, but he continued, he continued until the ship was visible. They were going to make it!

And then the shots began again. Plasma bolts began to hurtle past the retreating operatives, grazing them occasionally but so far no one was seriously hit. The hostiles were still dazed and shaky but once they recovered they would be torn apart in the open.

He reached the waiting SkyHawk first, the ramp was down, waiting for them and they engines roared with life.

"The fuck ju waiting for? Ge'din!"

Victor did his best to ignore Raul, as he lay Horus down inside the ship and took up a covering position on the ramp of the ship, occasionally firing short, accurate bursts right past the operatives and towards the source of the Plasma.

 

[axle 19]

Marcus came out of the pressure wave a little dazed and blinded. Shit that was some fucking powerful grenade. Is all alien technology like this? Sprinting towards the open door he noticed the blood soaked panel where Horus had died. First mission and we already lost someone, he thought as he sprinted into the waiting Skyhawk and began suppressive fire. "Let's move people. We have to get out while the getting is good."

 

[axle 19]

[HEADING=1] BUMPTASTROPHE [/HEADING]

 

[NeoAC]

Spoiler: OOC

I thought Nukey had a plan that required a second person saving his character, so I was hanging back for that. That's why I've not been making a break for it.

 

[axle 19]

Spoiler: OOC

Must of missed that one. I suppose waiting is in order.

 

[The Zango]

Spoiler: OoC

I Pm'd Nukey with a situation that his characters in and I've filled him in when he had questions about it, I'll PM him now asking for him to post.

 

[Nukey]

Akira was on her knees as she clawed through the dirt and grass, tearing apart the soil and slowly unearthing the alien device that was peering from beneath it all. She was making progress, but at snail's pace. It hadn't occurred to her how well the object had managed to embed itself into the ground, but apparently, it did a fine job doing so. In a few moments the object was almost uncovered, and she wedged her fingers unearth it and yanked it from the soil.

This, however, was not the brightest idea, as in the process she had hit the trigger (or the closest thing this had to a trigger) and fired off the weapon. A burst of energy emitted from the barrel with a blinding crackle, launching a glowing blue projectile towards the structure to the right, leaving a deformed crater in its wake. Akira smiled mischievously after witnessing the destruction, pleased that not only did the weapon work, but it also didn?t kill her either. With a chuckle, she turned on her heels and ran back to the SkyHawk, somewhat being weighed down by the rifle.

- - - - - - -​

The weapon was far heavier than she, or likely anyone, could've expected it to be. The brightly colored metals, unearthly texture and odd design gave off the illusion that it was weighed no more than a sheet of paper, but in actuality it felt like she was lugging around a brick.

Son of a *****, this things is fucking heavy! She thought, struggling to maintain at a fast pace with the weapon in arms. She was a mere thirty or so yards away from the transport, so it seemed almost positive that she was arrive safely with the device intact. Her free hand was held upwards, waving back and forth to signal not to open fire. "Guys, I got somethi-"

At that very moment, a quiet, crackling noise echoed throughout the air around her, and from the corner of the eye she could see a stray ball of plasma shooting towards her, but with no time to react to it. The sphere of glowing energy collided with her leg, burning away the armor without issue and nearly melting away the very bone. She sauntered forward, stumbling a few inches on the nearly destroyed appendage, and then finally collapsed on the ground on the ground before her with a thud.

An impenetrable blackness descended over her vision as her slowly eyes closed, her mind slipping into unconsciousness from the initial shock...

Spoiler: OOC

Sorry to keep y'all waiting, hopefully this mini-wall of text shall make up for my absence. *sheepish grin* <

 

[NeoAC]

Spoiler: Warning - Language

In this post, Corey starts swearing......a lot.

Corey was still reveling. He hadn't made a pitch like that in a year, and what a time to get it. He barely noticed that everyone was already fleeing the spacecraft. "Shoot, better get out of here."

He looked outside, the plasma bolts were still flying, but they were going off in all kinds of random directions. The flash bang had definitely disoriented them. Corey kept his head low as he charged towards the transport in a slighty serpentine pattern.

"Shit, guys keep the door open!" he shouted out as he ran. "I'm coming! I'm going to make it back! I'm going t-" he stopped shouting as he tripped over something in the way of his dash to safety. He fell the ground, but adrenaline was taking over.

"What the hell?" He looked back and saw what caused his fall. It was his teammate, the Japanese girl, what was her name? Either way, she was out cold. "Damn it, come on girl, no time for fainting!" He got up and went back to her. "Come on girl, we gotta get OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL!" It was at this point in time Corey realized that this girl was pretty much missing one leg. "WHAT THE FUCK, WHAT THE FUCK!" Corey was not a fan of blood, and he made that known with his cursing, but this was a teammate. He couldn't leave her here for whatever it was that was shooting them.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to pick up Akira. That gun she had was a heavy piece of equipment. Once he felt satisfied he had a good enough grip on her, he took off the 10 or so steps to the ship, swearing the whole way. His eyes were closed, he did not want to even look at her leg in it's current state. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!" He ran up the ramp and collapsed on the floor, his arms splayed out in front of him, Akira still on top of them. "FUCK, doctor better look at her, cause I sure as hell can't!" he cried out.

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

The explosion echoes through Groa's mind, ripping her from her stupor as she struggles to her feet. The mud and snow remain caked to the front of her armour.

"Fordomme den , sonnen av en tispe!" she grunts through the pain, trying to pull her mind together through the noise and commotion. She bursts towards the Sky-hawk, bursts of plasma light the ground and walls around her as she weaves through the open ground.

A burst skiffs across the back of her armour, burning through the plates with total ease. A small scream emits from her lips as Groa continues pushing through the wreckage. She staggers up the ramp behind Corey, seeing Akira's on top of him, her leg basically gone.

"What the hell happened?!"

 

[The Zango]

"Go go go!" yelled Victor as soon as Groa stumbled aboard and almost instantly after he had spoken, the SkyHawk was airborn and the ramp was going up. Inside the fizzle of plasma shots contacting the hull rang loudly, filling the inside with a strange chorus but soon it ceased as the SkyHawk sped away and back off towards base.

Victor knelt down next to Akira and examined her wound, the leg was gone, almost too the knee but nothing a prosthetic couldn't fix, bleeding was minimal as the heat from the Plasma had served to close the wound by itself.

He touched a finger to his ear, activating the comm unit inside so he could speak to Kasai.

"Commander, this is Victor, have the medi-bay standing by, Akira is wounded"

The reply came shortly afterwards, a curt 'Roger'.

Victor took a seat and looked Corey up and down, the kid had done well, the grenade was a great find and risking himself to rescue Akira, he'd go far and so would that other gobby one, Marcus, he worked well under pressure. All this and more would be going into his report, leaving the decisions up to Kasai, as always.

Victor looked up from Akira's leg and into the eyes of the still conscious recruits in turn.

"Well done, you all did well"

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

"We done well?" Groa scoffs, "a death and a serious injury are not thing I count as being 'well done', sir."

"I thought this was to be a simple mission...or was it to be our, how do you say it...'baptism by fire'?" she asks sharply.

 

[The Zango]

"We have Plasma weapon! It is highly sought after. When it is studied, we can use the technology to prevent further deaths. And besides, missions have been known to go alot worse"

 

[NeoAC]

"I don't know, looks like we were lucky to just make it out of that one," Corey commented, his eyes still closed so he wouldn't have to look at Akira's partial skeleton costume. "What the hell was up with that! Are these aliens so fucked up they crash land their own ship just to try and take out a few humans?"