<span style='color:red'><span style='font-family:courier'> "Guys, I'd hate to p*ss on your parade, but the ship's automatic defenses are still on, as Crab said. And the Draug aren't stupid enough not to shoot a huge fighter that has enough ordinance on it to blow a station of this size into ice cream sprinkles. If we want to get out of here, we're gonna need to shut those things off, or else we won't be able to evac." *ponders over what Night said* *opens up secure channel with Frontiersman only* "Umm, are you sure that it wasn't always like that? Like the Bacterium weren't always eating up the human cells...even in our friendly Draug/Human mutants? Because that could cause quite a few problems." *looks over at what Ed is doing* [Helps him to the best of my abilities if he comes into any troubles] *turns to squad while looking over him work* "If Ed can't get the power cut off to thoses automatic defenses, we might have to go into the station and findi the control room. Then we'll have to shut it off from there. If it's deep enough, we might even get to kill some nasties. Might even be fun..." </span></span>
<b>Uhm, Ed, I'm a bit confused about what you're trying to do. What's those access codes, and what are you trying to do, and what console are you using? The ones in the communication room aren't all closed (several of you used them at once, only one got closed down, might not have made that clear enough <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif'><!--endemo--> ) Assuming you just used an open console to contact the bomber.</b>
<i>Ceanjia - "Oh my god. Please don't tell me that it isn't untill now you realize what it means to have alien bacterium in those people/things/whatever you want to call them. Ok, I will repeat once more. Even if they somehow managed not to be hostile now, they will not, I repeat, will not be able to control the bacterium growing in their bodies. I repeat again, they will lose control, they always lose control!"
(boggle): ""Ceanjia, if you are not 344, and you didn't come with these guys, you must have been here all along. In that case, why didn't the Professor, or anybody else mention you, and why didn't you show your face when 344 started trying to kill us? If you really think we are evil life-forms, you would have assisted 344. If you thought we were freindly, you would have helped us. Since, as you said, we are much more powerful than any of these Frontiersmen, surely we would be the better ally. Why come out of hiding only when these TSA show up. The only logical explanation is that you didn't show up becasue you didn't exist. Nobody has ever seen you and 344 together, becasue you are one and the same. You didn't try to help us becasue you, as 344, were trying to kill us."
Ceanjia: "Oh come on. Perhaps you failed to notice, but I have told you that I was a stowaway. Perhaps it missed your fox-ear, but I told you 344 was a psycopath. Perhaps 343 'forgot' to tell you, but those TSA have been the first ones able to clear the nano-net so that smaller A.I.s could exist without being scrambled into random bits. But forget about it, I give up. I'm beginning to believe you really believe in the crap yourself. If that is so, it will almost be worth the death of the whole human race to be there the second you realize. Be there to read your mind when you can't hold back the voices, when you finally lose control"
Ed - The pilot of the bomber seemingly yells at someone else on the bomber "Hey Jack, got a response", then he turns to you "Oh god I'm glad to hear your voice. Listen, I was told this place was hot. Do you have it under control? The pickup is nearing the docking bay, I suggest you bail out and let us nuke it. Defenses will mean it might be difficult, but we can manage. We'll just send a shielded extraction ship to get you out, and stay out of range ourselves."</i>
<b>Ed got the comm access codes from Spin, ask him where he got them and I think he's using the CC.</b> <span style='color:orange'><b>"Why did I agree to go in here, it's been one disaster after another. First, there was no way out, second, the only transport out of here went and crashed, probably because that other AI, 343, thought I was Ceanja or 344 and decided to send a virus onto it. What next, the whole system comes crashing down around my subroutines?" *Merc approaches the data stream, but just before she can walk in, a disc flies past her face, missing it by mere inches (relatively), she turns to see the discs owner, a burly security program and his slightly smaller partner, the large one catches his disc calmly, a cocky grin on his face. Merc turns the rest of her body, ready to fight them, she reaches for her disc on her forearm. Just as her fingers touch the disc, she leaps to the side into the data stream, leaving the two guard programs stareing at the data stream, bewildered* "Dark, that PDA better stil be plugged in!"</b> <i>"It is now get in."</i> <b>"No need to tell me twice."</b> <i>*the PDA screen changes to show the image of a woman with hair the same length as mine, the only strange thing about her is that her skin is purple and she seems to be made up of computer code, I unplug the PDA and walk over to the draug/human/whatever-the-hell-they-are, Boggle* "Here's your 4th AI." *holds the PDA up to show him the image of Mercura*</i> <b>"Hi, name's Mercura. Hacking program and system demolition extrodonaire."</b> <i>*hears the bombers reply* "Sh!t! TSA Bomber, that is a negative, repeat, negative. This station has enough guns to completly wipe out even a shielded transport. "One of us is trying to shut off power to the turrets, sit tight until we've got them offline or destroyed. Do not approach, repeat, do not approach!</i></span>
<span style='color:green'>*over secure channel* <i>"No, Terran, I'm not sure...it certainly didn't look like the Kharaa bacterium was growing in the sample I took from Dea. Still, we don't know nearly enough to be able to say it wasn't the case."</i> "And Merc, that's kinda what we're trying to achieve. Mostly so we can get the guns offline so we can get out of here. So, let's get to it."</span>
<b>Dark, you're running a little bit rampant with merc there, watch it.</b> <i>Bomber reply: "Sure about those guns. Are there any hidden ones or something? Because I believe those that are visible to me are "just" the usual stuff. Not gonna be easy, but not gonna be a beginner flying either. I know they shot you down, but you weren't flying shielded either. Of cause not, why would you. No one expects hostile fire on a dead ship."</i>
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<b>Was on a console in the communications room. I was planning on overloading the powergrid for the security systems, Thus shutting down the high level systems for a time until the AI rerouts the powerflow, just enough time to extract, or hopefully shut down 344. Looking for Access points to the power grid was for the overloading. and by overload, I mean "Blow the fuse" not "Cause the powercore to go buem" </b> <span style='color:white'> *Ed turns on the TTY again* <i>Edward_Crab (TEAM): Guys, dont forget Venmoch, He was Just like these Hybrids, I Belive them. If they decide to turn on us, then I'll blow their brains out, followed by my own."</i>
*Ed Radios back* "Trust one pilot to another. Getting by those guns is a insurmountable task, Shielding would stop 2, maybe 3 rounds from those guns. 3 rounds hit us, and downed us. We're a fraction of your size, pull back. Not to mention there is somthing that could balance the power into our favor against this "Kahraa 2" mutation!"
*Hears Dea's comment about the Armory* "Agreed, If it has an ammuniton customizing terminal, I'll be happy." [Ed hooks up the interspace radio with the local "teamspeak" radio, If nt already hooked up]</span>
<b>Xect, would you confirm what I'm saying about Ven and Dea please?</b> <span style='color:green'>*private radio* <i>"Nah, Ven was different. His blood sample looked like the bacterium was trying to take over. Dea's blood sample looked like the bacterium was almost in symbiosis with the human blood.</i> *radio, to bombers* "There's an AI aiming this ship's guns. They're not your average sentry guns. You can fly better than an AI can shoot, we'll meet you at the docking bay. If not..." *notices Gwahir's troubles* "I ain't gonna pretend to be an expert at this, but is there some way you can, like, bypass the targeting scanners on that siege and trigger the firing circuit directly?"</span>
<i>Shade - it hits you that the blood sample of the Draug is how Ven would have looked a few hours after his death, if his body hadn't been disposed of pretty quickly
Ed - Pilots reply: "Look, instead of telling us that you think the guns are different, and that your unshielded ships where down, both of which I already know, give me some stats if you know this thing is different. That might allow us to act on it."</i>
<b>Wow. I sleep til ten in the morning, and only one other person's posted. Normally I have another ten odd posts to wade through.</b> <span style='color:green'>*team chat* <i>"You know, that dead Draug...its tissue looks like what Ven's must have looked like in the autopsy. Poor b.stard."</i> </span> (343) "Well we are getting no where by arguing and making threats, i suggest we split up and take down Kharaa and Draug, we will go for the Draugs, you go for the Kharaa." <span style='color:green'> <["What, we can't just let the bomber deal with em both? Last I checked, being hit with an atomic blast big enough to wipe out New Tokyo didn't leave much that wasn't subatomic particles."]> "Ed, let the pilot make his run. They've probably improved shield tech while you were on the WT Hell."</span>
<span style='color:red'><span style='font-family:courier'> "Umm, I don't want to like be Devil's Advocate or anything, but we need the data on this Research Station, no? The only way the TSA R&D Boys get to advance or learn anything new is if the grunts can bring something back. Nuking the station and running away doesn't really leave us with much data to learn about these Draug, or if the Kharaa onboard have been influenced in some way, also." </span></span>
xect, you never really said if my attempts at linking the coordinate input to my suit's systems was working... For now I'll assume that worked.
<span style='color:gray'>"Well, shoot, I forgot what the problem was" [Gwahir removes the auto-targetting hardware and sticks a couple wires into card ports in the siege weapon and the I/O port (the common pin and pin 8) on the PDA on the side of the device] [Following that he sets PDA to assert logic high to pin 8 when it receives a pre-specified code from his armor] *Gwahir activates his laser range finder, points his head at the now closed door to the hall and sends the code to the PDA*</span>
go go super-duper-my-engineering-degree-is-better-than-yours skills
<span style='color:orange'><i>*walks over to the terminal Night mentioned and plugs PDA in* "Merc, think you can get those files onto the PDA?"</i> <b>"That's like asking if I can fit an elephant into a clown car. The main difference being that I can shrink the elephant." *an elephant trumpet echoes from the PDA's speakers*</b> <i>"Was that you?"</i> <b>"No, that was the files. Files are smaller than programs and when several are put in the one place, they convert themselves into an animal. In this case, an elephant."</b> <i>"Oookay..."</i></span>
<span style='color:purple'>*Looks around at the docks and the draug-humans leaving to go kill off 344* {Over Voicecomm} "Well, looks like they got the right idea, come on guys, lets go and take care of those Kharaa while they take out 344 and in the process disable the AI that's aiming the turrets... Oh, and Cean, give us the waypoints to the hives, and shut the hell up, you're really getting annoying now, we couldn't kill the Draug-humans ANYWAY if we tried!" <["Ok, we'll take care of the kharaa, just give us a minute to get everything togather..."]> *Walks over to Gwahir* "Ya know, even if you do get that working right, the hives are probably guna be too far away for the seiges." *Heads over to the dock exit* {Over Voicecomm} "Let that **** bomber pilot get himself killed if he wants to, we have more pressing matters to worry about, like staying alive, we waste any more time and we're guna have a stampede of onos running through the station." *Starts walking out of the hangar towards the first intersection, waiting for hive waypoints*</span> I'm back, and feeling very evil like. ^^
<span style='color:white'> [Ed tires to pull up the schematics for the defense turrets and broadcasts them to the Bomber] "Bomber, I've uplaoded the specs for the def guns, That should help you out when you come in., But, The team has decided to attempt a removal of the Infestation using less devistating tactics, Please keep distance until further notice. When we clear out the Kahraa, We'll signal you, If you dont get a signal back from us by [Insert number of hours a "Charlton-Heston-Sized-Epic-Battle" would take], you know what to do..." *Ed pulls up a countdown timer on Wynona and sets in the amout of time he gave the Fronteirsman Bomber to wait before blastin the base to peices. Ed turns to Night Shade.*
"Ever wonder why i'm not seen at the range much? Im working on getting my Advanced engineer Cert. Part of it is on Shield tolerances for high velicity impacts. Anyway, Time for some Pointy Kitties to be fed piping hot Francium..."
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<b> Methinks we REALLY need a Commander, not just someone in the CC</b>
<b>Gwahir, you're trying to best years of research by TSA engineers in a few hours, unless I say it's working, it is NOT working.</b>
<i>Ed - Bomber return: "Listen, ten minutes ago the situation was critical and you requested a bombing run, now, 10 minutes after losing control, you suddenly want to try to take over the infestation. Sorry, but I think your mind is going off rail. We can't stay here to wait for you to make up your mind. Seriously, after 10 minutes have passed since you lost control, you must either have it under control or not."
Ceanjia: "Must say I'm not getting it either. Those aliens have grown uncontrolled for half an hour, they are supported by draug, the system is against you and your dropship isn't going to wait for you to play around. Think about it, this is too much to risk for a bit of research station, it's not just your damn lives on the line, but everyone else that are in the crosshairs of the draug, wether or not your "friends" are part of them."</i>
okay... I don't see it at that... TSA engineers are having problems getting the siege's targetting system to work on mobile targets. I've now made it take 3d coordinates manually, which is what are given to the system by the gravometric targetting system, I've only made it manual. You confirmed that works. I'm confused as to whether or not it's taking data produced by my suit... you said it's pointing that way, is that from my suit or from hand input coordinates. Also, what of my latest work? That's just taking the firing control and allowing me to assert it manually as well... My character did system recovery before entering combat and is working towards becoming a TSA engineer with combat experience so he can see it from that point of view, that's why he signed up for combat.
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<span style='color:gray'>*no response, pulls the wires from the ports, cleans them, replaces them, and tries again*</span>
<span style='color:White'> *Ed moves over to another console, and into earshot of the Draug.* </span> <!--QuoteBegin--></span><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><b>QUOTE</b> </td></tr><tr><td id='QUOTE'><!--QuoteEBegin--> Daza400 "I agree with boggle! Let's kick some alien a**!!!"<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
*Ed turns pale and looks over at Daza.* <span style='color:White'> <["What did you say?!"]> *Ed looks frightened.* </span>
<b>Never said giving it coordinates work. They are still looking for the gravitational signature to modify. They turn, but from turning towards something to screwing up the gravitational field of said something is quite a leap. Even though your character is becoming a TSA engineer, you can't count on "just" doing what the TSA engineers haven't been able to do through long years of research. I mean, it took them this long to make the siege fire on stationary targets when spotted.</b>
Look at you two... Gwahir is aguing with the DM who's basicly GOD of the universe, if he wanted to say so, all our guns could turn into cheese! enough of this... >.<
I'm not arguing, I'm trying to figure out if my character is upside down, inside out, or partying.
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<span style='color:orange'><i>*grabs some extra mags for P229s to replace the ones I fired at Dea earlier, before taking a defensive position near the door as the boggle's group moves out*</i></span>
<span style='color:purple'>*Watches the draug-humans walk off in formation* <["Cya guys later, and good luck, you'll need it to get off this station alive probably. No animosity towards you guys, but if you start trying to kill us off or go insane on us, we'll have to kill ya."]> *Waits for the draug-humans to walk out of earshot* {Over Voicecomm} "Hey, you guys comming? We have some Kharaa to kill, and Caen, do you have the hive locations yet?"</span>
<span style='color:green'>*team text* <i>Night Shade (team): I still don't see why we can't just nuke the place while those guys are in the bowels of the ship. Deal with the Kharaa AND the draug.</i> "Alright, kit up." *goes to armoury and grabs full ammo, then checks his field kit and nanite tank, noting it's quite depleted from his earlier life-saving exertions* "Hey Khaim, hows about some medpacks so I can top my supply up?"</span>
<b>Gwahir, they point to the coordinates you specify, but they haven't identified a gravitational structure to fire upon. Wether you want to try it out by shooting at the mechs or not is your call.</b>
<i>Ceanjia: "Excuse me. Not trying to sound stupid or anything, but why do you want to stay here? Do you think you can take on top-evolution kharaa, draug AND whatever mechs 344 controls alone? I don't get it, what are you staying for? Why aren't you just leaving, making sure the trouble is cleared for good, instead of risking the whole race on your little attempt at valiant and throughoutly useless, pointless and unjustified heroics?"</i>
<span style='color:White'> *Ed Watches the draug leave.* "There's somthing fammilar about one of those Draug..." *Hears Cean* "Sorry, That's just the way we are, Plus we have the advantage of unlimited res and insta-build, We should have no problem with em."</span>
<i>Bomber: "Still waiting for a reply. Will begin cleaning the place in 5 minutes unless you have a good reason for me to let this place be. Recommend you get some intell and get out of there, the guardpost is running out of people."</i>
<span style='color:red'><span style='font-family:courier'> *looks around a bit and does an assessment on the situation* "I think we should be able to stand up to this. If we can take this entire base back, with all the info we've got right now, any we haven't (somehow), and some specimens...that ought to give us quite a bit of prestige. Besides, we've got our new buddies, and if we decide to stay, maybe some more TSA backup?" *hears what Crab said* "Yes, and as he said, if we get backup, a whole army of Heavies with all of the best gear that is physically possible...we can kick some serious rump. I say radio that bomber guy that we've got it under control, and are requesting permission to retake the facility...along with some backup." </span></span>
<b>I just hope us lusting for action doesn't get us killed.</b>
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"Guys, I'd hate to p*ss on your parade, but the ship's automatic defenses are still on, as Crab said. And the Draug aren't stupid enough not to shoot a huge fighter that has enough ordinance on it to blow a station of this size into ice cream sprinkles. If we want to get out of here, we're gonna need to shut those things off, or else we won't be able to evac."
*ponders over what Night said*
*opens up secure channel with Frontiersman only*
"Umm, are you sure that it wasn't always like that? Like the Bacterium weren't always eating up the human cells...even in our friendly Draug/Human mutants? Because that could cause quite a few problems."
*looks over at what Ed is doing*
[Helps him to the best of my abilities if he comes into any troubles]
*turns to squad while looking over him work*
"If Ed can't get the power cut off to thoses automatic defenses, we might have to go into the station and findi the control room. Then we'll have to shut it off from there. If it's deep enough, we might even get to kill some nasties. Might even be fun..."
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<i>Ceanjia - "Oh my god. Please don't tell me that it isn't untill now you realize what it means to have alien bacterium in those people/things/whatever you want to call them. Ok, I will repeat once more. Even if they somehow managed not to be hostile now, they will not, I repeat, will not be able to control the bacterium growing in their bodies. I repeat again, they will lose control, they always lose control!"
(boggle): ""Ceanjia, if you are not 344, and you didn't come with these guys, you must have been here all along. In that case, why didn't the Professor, or anybody else mention you, and why didn't you show your face when 344 started trying to kill us? If you really think we are evil life-forms, you would have assisted 344. If you thought we were freindly, you would have helped us. Since, as you said, we are much more powerful than any of these Frontiersmen, surely we would be the better ally. Why come out of hiding only when these TSA show up. The only logical explanation is that you didn't show up becasue you didn't exist. Nobody has ever seen you and 344 together, becasue you are one and the same. You didn't try to help us becasue you, as 344, were trying to kill us."
Ceanjia: "Oh come on. Perhaps you failed to notice, but I have told you that I was a stowaway. Perhaps it missed your fox-ear, but I told you 344 was a psycopath. Perhaps 343 'forgot' to tell you, but those TSA have been the first ones able to clear the nano-net so that smaller A.I.s could exist without being scrambled into random bits. But forget about it, I give up. I'm beginning to believe you really believe in the crap yourself. If that is so, it will almost be worth the death of the whole human race to be there the second you realize. Be there to read your mind when you can't hold back the voices, when you finally lose control"
Ed - The pilot of the bomber seemingly yells at someone else on the bomber "Hey Jack, got a response", then he turns to you "Oh god I'm glad to hear your voice. Listen, I was told this place was hot. Do you have it under control? The pickup is nearing the docking bay, I suggest you bail out and let us nuke it. Defenses will mean it might be difficult, but we can manage. We'll just send a shielded extraction ship to get you out, and stay out of range ourselves."</i>
<span style='color:orange'><b>"Why did I agree to go in here, it's been one disaster after another. First, there was no way out, second, the only transport out of here went and crashed, probably because that other AI, 343, thought I was Ceanja or 344 and decided to send a virus onto it. What next, the whole system comes crashing down around my subroutines?"
*Merc approaches the data stream, but just before she can walk in, a disc flies past her face, missing it by mere inches (relatively), she turns to see the discs owner, a burly security program and his slightly smaller partner, the large one catches his disc calmly, a cocky grin on his face. Merc turns the rest of her body, ready to fight them, she reaches for her disc on her forearm. Just as her fingers touch the disc, she leaps to the side into the data stream, leaving the two guard programs stareing at the data stream, bewildered*
"Dark, that PDA better stil be plugged in!"</b>
<i>"It is now get in."</i>
<b>"No need to tell me twice."</b>
<i>*the PDA screen changes to show the image of a woman with hair the same length as mine, the only strange thing about her is that her skin is purple and she seems to be made up of computer code, I unplug the PDA and walk over to the draug/human/whatever-the-hell-they-are, Boggle*
"Here's your 4th AI."
*holds the PDA up to show him the image of Mercura*</i>
<b>"Hi, name's Mercura. Hacking program and system demolition extrodonaire."</b>
<i>*hears the bombers reply*
"Sh!t! TSA Bomber, that is a negative, repeat, negative. This station has enough guns to completly wipe out even a shielded transport. "One of us is trying to shut off power to the turrets, sit tight until we've got them offline or destroyed. Do not approach, repeat, do not approach!</i></span>
<i>"No, Terran, I'm not sure...it certainly didn't look like the Kharaa bacterium was growing in the sample I took from Dea. Still, we don't know nearly enough to be able to say it wasn't the case."</i>
"And Merc, that's kinda what we're trying to achieve. Mostly so we can get the guns offline so we can get out of here. So, let's get to it."</span>
<i>Bomber reply: "Sure about those guns. Are there any hidden ones or something? Because I believe those that are visible to me are "just" the usual stuff. Not gonna be easy, but not gonna be a beginner flying either. I know they shot you down, but you weren't flying shielded either. Of cause not, why would you. No one expects hostile fire on a dead ship."</i>
<span style='color:gray'>[continues work]</span>
<i>Edward_Crab (TEAM): Guys, dont forget Venmoch, He was Just like these Hybrids, I Belive them. If they decide to turn on us, then I'll blow their brains out, followed by my own."</i>
*Ed Radios back*
"Trust one pilot to another. Getting by those guns is a insurmountable task, Shielding would stop 2, maybe 3 rounds from those guns. 3 rounds hit us, and downed us. We're a fraction of your size, pull back. Not to mention there is somthing that could balance the power into our favor against this "Kahraa 2" mutation!"
*Hears Dea's comment about the Armory*
"Agreed, If it has an ammuniton customizing terminal, I'll be happy."
[Ed hooks up the interspace radio with the local "teamspeak" radio, If nt already hooked up]</span>
<span style='color:green'>*private radio*
<i>"Nah, Ven was different. His blood sample looked like the bacterium was trying to take over. Dea's blood sample looked like the bacterium was almost in symbiosis with the human blood.</i>
*radio, to bombers*
"There's an AI aiming this ship's guns. They're not your average sentry guns. You can fly better than an AI can shoot, we'll meet you at the docking bay. If not..."
*notices Gwahir's troubles*
"I ain't gonna pretend to be an expert at this, but is there some way you can, like, bypass the targeting scanners on that siege and trigger the firing circuit directly?"</span>
Ed - Pilots reply: "Look, instead of telling us that you think the guns are different, and that your unshielded ships where down, both of which I already know, give me some stats if you know this thing is different. That might allow us to act on it."</i>
<span style='color:green'>*team chat*
<i>"You know, that dead Draug...its tissue looks like what Ven's must have looked like in the autopsy. Poor b.stard."</i>
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(343)
"Well we are getting no where by arguing and making threats, i suggest we split up and take down Kharaa and Draug, we will go for the Draugs, you go for the Kharaa."
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<["What, we can't just let the bomber deal with em both? Last I checked, being hit with an atomic blast big enough to wipe out New Tokyo didn't leave much that wasn't subatomic particles."]>
"Ed, let the pilot make his run. They've probably improved shield tech while you were on the WT Hell."</span>
"Umm, I don't want to like be Devil's Advocate or anything, but we need the data on this Research Station, no? The only way the TSA R&D Boys get to advance or learn anything new is if the grunts can bring something back. Nuking the station and running away doesn't really leave us with much data to learn about these Draug, or if the Kharaa onboard have been influenced in some way, also."
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For now I'll assume that worked.
<span style='color:gray'>"Well, shoot, I forgot what the problem was"
[Gwahir removes the auto-targetting hardware and sticks a couple wires into card ports in the siege weapon and the I/O port (the common pin and pin 8) on the PDA on the side of the device]
[Following that he sets PDA to assert logic high to pin 8 when it receives a pre-specified code from his armor]
*Gwahir activates his laser range finder, points his head at the now closed door to the hall and sends the code to the PDA*</span>
go go super-duper-my-engineering-degree-is-better-than-yours skills
"Merc, think you can get those files onto the PDA?"</i>
<b>"That's like asking if I can fit an elephant into a clown car. The main difference being that I can shrink the elephant."
*an elephant trumpet echoes from the PDA's speakers*</b>
<i>"Was that you?"</i>
<b>"No, that was the files. Files are smaller than programs and when several are put in the one place, they convert themselves into an animal. In this case, an elephant."</b>
<i>"Oookay..."</i></span>
{Over Voicecomm} "Well, looks like they got the right idea, come on guys, lets go and take care of those Kharaa while they take out 344 and in the process disable the AI that's aiming the turrets... Oh, and Cean, give us the waypoints to the hives, and shut the hell up, you're really getting annoying now, we couldn't kill the Draug-humans ANYWAY if we tried!"
<["Ok, we'll take care of the kharaa, just give us a minute to get everything togather..."]>
*Walks over to Gwahir*
"Ya know, even if you do get that working right, the hives are probably guna be too far away for the seiges."
*Heads over to the dock exit*
{Over Voicecomm} "Let that **** bomber pilot get himself killed if he wants to, we have more pressing matters to worry about, like staying alive, we waste any more time and we're guna have a stampede of onos running through the station."
*Starts walking out of the hangar towards the first intersection, waiting for hive waypoints*</span>
I'm back, and feeling very evil like. ^^
"Bomber, I've uplaoded the specs for the def guns, That should help you out when you come in., But, The team has decided to attempt a removal of the Infestation using less devistating tactics, Please keep distance until further notice. When we clear out the Kahraa, We'll signal you, If you dont get a signal back from us by [Insert number of hours a "Charlton-Heston-Sized-Epic-Battle" would take], you know what to do..."
*Ed pulls up a countdown timer on Wynona and sets in the amout of time he gave the Fronteirsman Bomber to wait before blastin the base to peices. Ed turns to Night Shade.*
"Ever wonder why i'm not seen at the range much? Im working on getting my Advanced engineer Cert. Part of it is on Shield tolerances for high velicity impacts. Anyway, Time for some Pointy Kitties to be fed piping hot Francium..."
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<b> Methinks we REALLY need a Commander, not just someone in the CC</b>
<i>Ed - Bomber return: "Listen, ten minutes ago the situation was critical and you requested a bombing run, now, 10 minutes after losing control, you suddenly want to try to take over the infestation. Sorry, but I think your mind is going off rail. We can't stay here to wait for you to make up your mind. Seriously, after 10 minutes have passed since you lost control, you must either have it under control or not."
Ceanjia: "Must say I'm not getting it either. Those aliens have grown uncontrolled for half an hour, they are supported by draug, the system is against you and your dropship isn't going to wait for you to play around. Think about it, this is too much to risk for a bit of research station, it's not just your damn lives on the line, but everyone else that are in the crosshairs of the draug, wether or not your "friends" are part of them."</i>
[/rant]
<span style='color:gray'>*no response, pulls the wires from the ports, cleans them, replaces them, and tries again*</span>
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*Ed turns pale and looks over at Daza.*
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<["What did you say?!"]>
*Ed looks frightened.*
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Xect, you said that the coordinates work, just that it might not fire...
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<["Cya guys later, and good luck, you'll need it to get off this station alive probably. No animosity towards you guys, but if you start trying to kill us off or go insane on us, we'll have to kill ya."]>
*Waits for the draug-humans to walk out of earshot*
{Over Voicecomm} "Hey, you guys comming? We have some Kharaa to kill, and Caen, do you have the hive locations yet?"</span>
<i>Night Shade (team): I still don't see why we can't just nuke the place while those guys are in the bowels of the ship. Deal with the Kharaa AND the draug.</i>
"Alright, kit up."
*goes to armoury and grabs full ammo, then checks his field kit and nanite tank, noting it's quite depleted from his earlier life-saving exertions*
"Hey Khaim, hows about some medpacks so I can top my supply up?"</span>
<i>Ceanjia: "Excuse me. Not trying to sound stupid or anything, but why do you want to stay here? Do you think you can take on top-evolution kharaa, draug AND whatever mechs 344 controls alone? I don't get it, what are you staying for? Why aren't you just leaving, making sure the trouble is cleared for good, instead of risking the whole race on your little attempt at valiant and throughoutly useless, pointless and unjustified heroics?"</i>
"There's somthing fammilar about one of those Draug..."
*Hears Cean*
"Sorry, That's just the way we are, Plus we have the advantage of unlimited res and insta-build, We should have no problem with em."</span>
*looks around a bit and does an assessment on the situation*
"I think we should be able to stand up to this. If we can take this entire base back, with all the info we've got right now, any we haven't (somehow), and some specimens...that ought to give us quite a bit of prestige. Besides, we've got our new buddies, and if we decide to stay, maybe some more TSA backup?"
*hears what Crab said*
"Yes, and as he said, if we get backup, a whole army of Heavies with all of the best gear that is physically possible...we can kick some serious rump. I say radio that bomber guy that we've got it under control, and are requesting permission to retake the facility...along with some backup."
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<b>I just hope us lusting for action doesn't get us killed.</b>