*Marc ran back to the sealed base doors and only a few feet way accessed the main computer through his cockpit CPU... Slowly in the base doors started to unlock and open catching Scott Cutter's attention.. As yet the Cargo doors shutting out the Zentradi force and Scott Cutter on the inside had yet to open...
Waving a big battaloid arm in the air, Marc in the skyfire signalled the rest to arm up as ordered and take point behind him...*
*The Zentradi soldiers stood ready a few yards from the base's sealed doors, as Marc Platt ran back slowly the doors lifted...*
"Alright, lock and load! Don't fire unless fired upon, that's a direct order..." ordered marc as they stood in a formation line, the doors slowly opening...
As Scott scrambled on the floor inside the mech futilly trying to lift the dorrs up, the doors themselves started to move, of their own accord! Instead of up the doors seperated and started to open to seach side they revealled 4 dark, shaodowed armoured figures outside, waiting for scott, and armed....*
Post by Finally the Shot HAS COME BACK on Dec 20, 2004 11:03:11 GMT -5
Charging up an Ion blast, Nick didn't hesitate to fire upon what was inside. After seeing so much death, he didn't mind shooting first and asking questions later. He could afford to ignore a direct order.
Post by TheGreatDestroyer on Dec 21, 2004 16:44:57 GMT -5
Scott was in the middle of falling over backwards from surprise at the doors opening when Nick fires, the ion blast scrambles the circuits in his mech's right arm and hand. The next thing Scott feels is the thump from his mech hitting the floor.
With his panic meter through the roof Scott tries to scramble away in his stolen mech, rolling the mech on to it's front and trying to sprint away back the way he had come
""Wait! Hold up!! HOLD YOU FIRE!!" yelled nice to the other Zentradi officers before standing right in front of Nick in the Balrog...
"What part of the order didn't you understand?! I said no firing unless fired on, a DIRECT ORDER! But obviously you have problems understanding and obeying simple instructions.. I'm getting a little sick and tired of your attitude to this mission, you do it my way or the highway..."
Jayna check our guest....
*Marc turned back to Nick, still angry, very defient*
"If it's the highway just remember your mech belongs to us, you back out there you'll be a wanted criminal, no mech, no life you'll be hunted where ever you go, so what's it to be?"
Post by Finally the Shot HAS COME BACK on Dec 23, 2004 13:34:50 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]"Don't treat me like a rookie Marc, we just got our arses kicked and I'm a little frustrated about it, so why don't you do me a favour and give me a damn break! It was an ion shot, immobilised, not kill. I know what I'm doing. So just let me do what I'm paid to do!"[/glow] Nick lowered his weapon arm, but kept the Balrog active and ready, his hands tensed on the control stick. Through his cockpit he fixed his eyes on where Marc was stationed in the SkyFire.
"Then stop acting like a rookie and do your job properly. Otherwise we'll stop paying you and you'll go back to the streets, the law will pick you up in no time, 10-life in prison i'd say... So get with the programme!"
Post by Finally the Shot HAS COME BACK on Dec 29, 2004 7:07:15 GMT -5
Keeping fixed on Marc, Nick muttered a muted "Yes Sir" and moved forward past Janya and Scott. He forgot sometimes that he could never pack up and leave; he wasn't as free an agent as he would have liked. He needed the Zentradi, more than they needed him. Though he wouldn't ever let them know that.
"Everyone else inside, we'll deal with out little intruder in our own way but it's late and it's important we all get some rest, then in the morning we can fix our mech's and discuss what we're going to do, especially concerning our missing comrade Zarak", ordered marc, his voice sounding weary and tired.
"Alrigh, move in, move in...".
*Stomping inside the base in battaloid mode, Marc waited for Will to come tthrough before closing off the base once more to the outside world.... his joints ached, his neck ached, but most of all his spirit was broken having lost good men on the job...*
On a radio channel so no one else, especialy the intruder, Jayna transmitted to Marc... [glow=navy,2,000]"Marc, what the hell do you want me to do now?"[/glow] Not so tough now when faced with a decision now eh Jayna? The young female pilot couldn't help to think.
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