The Rise RP: Mission Three

=I nod to Wielder and then hear an explosion=

This is getting out of hand...way out of hand

Open fire on anything that is not to our left.

=I cut loose a burst with my SMG=

=I look blankly at him=

Great, I don't even have anything to defend myself with.

=I laugh a little=

Well, I'll stay behind you then.

Paarthurnax evaded out of the way of oncoming fire, as both sides engaged. He then ran forwards and leapt into the air, flying towards the Ultra. The Ultra staggered backwards and engaged him, one sword against two. Paarthurnax swiped both swords at once, but the Ultra's sword was huge, twice as big as his.

"You shall die, you will not witness the clarity of the divine beyond!"

He remained silent as he mocked him, trying to better him with his swords.

=i nod=
It should be. It was shot a few times, but it was repairable.

=sighs and gets up and heads to the hangar intime to see shot being fired=


oh come on why now


=takes out his two blades and flanks behind the hostile sanghelli and stabs one in the smalll of the back and shoulder blade and tearing sideways before dodging the sword swing from another one=


paar i got your back

(Wielder)
"Oh, thats right um.... *huff* here take one."
=I hand him a pistol.=
"Your chance to prove yourself, with a pistol."
=I laugh a little at my own joke.=

(Bunda Darma)
=I couldn't believe the size of that sword, impressive.=
=A soldier fired at me, quickly I charged to him, skid across the floor and past him. Cutting through him.=

(Golen Dasra)
=I was taking heavy fire, my shields nearly depleted, I step back into the phantom.=
=Once they were done charging back up, I go to fire and to realize I was empty =
=I switched to my plasma pistol and hid.=

(Jovac Donjen)
=I too hid as plasma flew past me, my shields also depleted.=
=I hope Darma can take care of himself...

=I take the gun, and look at him=

It's better than nothing.

=I look at the gun and laugh=

Now, who the hell am I shooting at?

Garth wrote:

=i nod=
It should be. It was shot a few times, but it was repairable.

"go to the armory and get it on, we may need a Spartan in armor."

Damn, he had to drop to his knees to dodge the Ultra's sword. He was getting tired, he placed both swords together to block the Ultra's sword coming down on top of him. The pressure was building up on him, forcing him down further.

"Any last words?!"

Paarthurnax presses up hard against the Ultra, he staggered backwards. Paarthurnax got back up, panting.

I yawn in my chair

Well, seems I'm the only one not going to bother with this.

I see one of the squad leaders staying put. She had the right idea. There were more pressing matters like our briefing, besides this ship is full of young spartans who want to make a name for themselves. Why not let them deal with it. I sat down across from the woman and looked at the debrifer.

Continue.

(Wielder)
"No, its to defend yourself so anyone trying *huff* to kill you."
=My breathing problem is worsening, great.=

(Bunda Darma)
=I stand up and see the Ultra nearly destroy Paarthurnax, I think.=
=I move in to help, jumping towards the ultra, landing barely out of reach than charge.=

Oh, okay...
I clearly don't know half of what you said, are you alright?
=I look at him=

J Tizzle wrote:

I see one of the squad leaders staying put. She had the right idea. There were more pressing matters like our briefing, besides this ship is full of young spartans who want to make a name for themselves. Why not let them deal with it. I sat down across from the woman and looked at the debrifer.

Continue.

=Junior intel officer Stacy=
"I, uh, think the whole team should be here."

=he stutters a bit.=

Aegir: "Officer Stacy, you may continue."

He watched another Sangheili rush forward to help him, this Ultra was different, he was strong. He aided the other Sangheili, the Ultra had like a Katana, whatever it was...it was huge.
He ran towards the Ultra throwing his swords around at him, the other Sangheili also doing the same.

=The flight coordinator signals the Athena's Province Security team (Marines) who come to the hanger=

=I hear boots on steel=

Let's pull out and let the marines handle this.

=I reload and head back to the breifing room=

(Wielder)
"Yeah, I'm....I'm fine, just have a slight breathing problem. Just...don't shoot anyone unless they want to kill you."
=I stop moving all together and sit on the ground=

(Bunda Darma)
=I reach him first and take a swing towards his torso which is easily blocked, but I'm not suppose to hit only distract.=
=I nearly get sent flying with his strength but I managed to stand my ground, barely.=

=I look at him=

I'll watch out for you, just sit tight.

Oh, and, uh.
......................Just relax.

Paarthurnax leapt up at the Ultra, who was distracted and he pierced his right sword into the Ultra's shoulder, the Ultra let out a light groan, letting go of the sword with his right arm. He lifted the sword up with his right arm, he was a lot slower this time in all honesty. He started on the Ultra with his sword, before catching him off guard, which left him open for a swing.

"He's all yours."

(Wielder)
=I stand up, barely. I was exhausted.=
"Lets...go back to the briefing room."
=I then start a coughing fit, uncontrolled coughing over and over.=
"I....."
=I couldn't stand, I toppled over on my side, out of energy.=

(Bunda Darma)
=I saw my moment....and took it, stabbing into the Ultra's side causing some blood to spill.=
=I move the sword upwards, cutting through him like cold butter.=

=heads back and sits in his chair=

such annoying day so far

=I notice the Spartan fall, I put the Pistol down, and attempt to pick him up=

God damn, you're a heavy one.

=Failing doing so, I start to drag him=

I got'ta get him out'ta here..

Don't worry, I got you.

=I start walking to the nearest safe place. I get behind cover and try to help him=

What's the matter with you?

(Wielder)
"...crgh, crgh..."
=I couldn't speak, only cough violently.=
=I squirmed and writhed, trying to get air.=

=I look at him again=

What the hell?

=I yell over=

Any medics?

No reply

=He attempts to use the comm=

Can anyone read, we have a Spartan down.

(Wielder)
[i]How is Neon............Gonna do this?
*Cough*
=I start gurgling, one of the most disgusting moments of my life.=

=I put my hand up to my helmet=

Does anyone read? We have a Spartan down.

Medic teams...?...

Anyone....?....

Does ANYONE copy....?.....

=He looks around to see nothing=

Fuck.

=He tries the comm again=

Does anyone read? I need a medic team in the hanger, over.

=I hear Neon, head over, and give Neon a hand=

Don't move Wielder.

=I listen to Wielder=

Hand me some biofoam so we can keep him stable.

=I look at the Spartan helping out=

I don't have any!
Shit-uh, I can barely get a hold of someone.

Let's get him to safety, before any other steps.

(Wielder)
"....bgh...chy.."
=I could see... nothing. Where's the light everyone talks about?=

*Medical Team A*
"I hear you loud and clear, we are coming. Where in the hanger are you?"
=A couple of us grab med bags, a mobile med bed.=

=I put my hand to my helmet=

I don't know, the south east corner, behind cover..

Come quick!

Pinky wrote:

=I put my hand to my helmet=

I don't know, the south east corner, behind cover..

Come quick!

=I mutter a curse under my breath=

Chyort!...

=I come up with another option=

You have any morphine?

=I look over=

I ain't a medic, hardly, anyhow.

I might have some on me.

=I go through my small pouch and pull something out=

Ammo.

I got nothin'

......................Wait for the medics to get here.

=I get on the comm with the Marines=

We need a medic over here. We have a man down, repeat man down.

=I get a response=

Marine: Roger that, we see you. Hold on.

Copy that.

=I look to Neon=

I got a hold of the Marines. They have a medic comming.

=I look at him=

Good, What'dya think is wrong with him?

=I shake my head=

Your guess is a good as mine, because I honestly don't have a clue.

=I look and see a coulpe of Marine medics=

Medic: Is he stable?

He is as, far as I know

=They get Wielder onto a stretcher=

Medic: He's in a coma right now. We'll take him to the medbay.

=The medics put him onto a stretcher and move out=

=I push myself up from off my knee, and grab the Pistol=

Coma..?

That doesn't sound good.
............................................Obviously.

Now what?

=I sigh=

We go back to the briefing and give them a bit of intel.

=I head back to the breifing room=

=I follow him=

Interesting, are all your missions like this?

Pinky wrote:

=I follow him=

Interesting, are all your missions like this?

=I ponder that for a few seconds=

Yeah...they have been like this.

=I head into the room and take my seat=

(Wielder)
=I moved around, coughing more, I couldn't see anything.=

(Bunda Darma)
=He screamed in pain but went silent when I sliced through his head, A gruesome sight indeed.=
=He fell silently, sword clattering to the ground.=

That's... interesting..

=I walk into the room and take the nearest open corner to lean against=

I see the two Spartans enter. I stay in my seat.

How was your field trip. Did the medic team get there on time to save the wounded?

=I look a the Spartan who had talked=

Hardly.

=I sigh=

We ran into a bit of an intelligence.

=I now pick my words wisely=

The Elite shipmaster...he isn't on our side.

=I look around=

Great first day...

=I look at the Spartan=

We'll find him.
I don't trust any Elites.

I look at neon.

Not all of them are as bad as you think.

I turn my chair 45 degrees to the right.

Tell me have you fought against an elite before?

=I look at him=

You really want to know?