Zero had already dove away from the path of both grenades, and was accelerating towards the Elite in the forest, his sabre activating with a distinct snap-hiss of a plasma blade. Using his boosters made him travel even faster, but it made it hard to stop, so he rebounded off of a tree in front of the Elite, redirecting himself into a flying kick to the creatures head.

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The Elite ducked under the kick and then brought himself up, leading with the broad part of his gun. The metal case rang as the strength of the blow knocked zero flying in a new direction. The plasma rifle went back to the hip holster, and a familiar hilt was produced and ignited into the blade.

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"I saw it, there, in the sewers...for just a second. All hunched over, skin pale white beneath those rags...so many rags. The vermin crawled about his feet like idolaters at worship, and I swear that the wind drew breath in a frightened gasp at his passing. He wore cold like a cloak and I swear that behind that smiling golden mask he was laughing at me as his curved blade rose and fell, cutting through my men. It left wounds filled with crystals of salt...the screams...the screams...and the pants....Gods! The Pants!!!"
-Captain Urtin, who salted and ate his former soldiers.
"Jar-Jar you're a genius!"

"Oh SHIT! Mandy, bring the syuits shields to maximum, now!!!"

The usual dark blue of Cyros' armor began to glow a brighter shade, just as...

KABOOM!!!

The force of the gernade exploding on his leg sent Cyros' back into a wall, cracking the material and sending debris in several directions.

"Oh crap, Cy, are you alright!? Can you move your leg!?"

Slowly, he got up, using the wall for support, and bent down to examine the leg that gernade had stuck to.

"Son of a bitch!" he yelled. "I just fixed this plating last week!" Obviously pissed off, he got his sword back out and began to run to where Zero was fighting the elite.

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Hmm... could Jenny be a Hot Rod fan, perhaps?

"What happened? The last thing I remember was a very mean kitten, and then we were in this janitor's closet! And my throat hurts, a lot." ~Micheal J. Caboose

shokoro chose to run towards where zero was fighting the elite as well, continueing to focus energy into her devil-shot. when she fired this, it was gonna leave a very frozen area of about two feet.

OOC:remember folks, no matter how much juice gets pumped into these things, their area of effect is roughly two feet. of course, from there nature CAN take it's course, so an electric shot is gonna zap your entire body, and so on and so forth.

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Zero got head rocked back from the blow as the elites gun introduced itself violently. The force of the blow sent him flying upwards and away, flipping back to land on his feet several feet away. Growling slightly to himself about 'nimble bastards...' he leapt back, his sabre sweeping behind him as he rushed in.

When he got close his stance suddenly changed and he seemed to slide in much lower to the ground than he should be able to.

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The Elite lept above Zero's head, and with a wild glint in his eye, twisted a control on his wrist. A wavering warp of light and he vanished again. the elite wasted no time, rebounding from one tree to another, making time for a extraction point. His infiltration armor was ill suited for this fight.

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"I saw it, there, in the sewers...for just a second. All hunched over, skin pale white beneath those rags...so many rags. The vermin crawled about his feet like idolaters at worship, and I swear that the wind drew breath in a frightened gasp at his passing. He wore cold like a cloak and I swear that behind that smiling golden mask he was laughing at me as his curved blade rose and fell, cutting through my men. It left wounds filled with crystals of salt...the screams...the screams...and the pants....Gods! The Pants!!!"
-Captain Urtin, who salted and ate his former soldiers.
"Jar-Jar you're a genius!"

shokoro was barely able to see the elite running with it's camo on. hoping she'd hit, she released five shots of ice energy, completely draining the gun. three or four of the shots hit the trees, but the last few were headed straight for the elite...he could probably dodge, but would he?

OOC:verec, your choice whether they hit or not.

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The elite rolled under the shots, desplaying impressive agility for a creature nearly eight feet tall. then he was gone, lost int the foliage.
(Still trackable, and zero can find him like before, but he is making time, and they can sprint at like 40 mph.)

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"I saw it, there, in the sewers...for just a second. All hunched over, skin pale white beneath those rags...so many rags. The vermin crawled about his feet like idolaters at worship, and I swear that the wind drew breath in a frightened gasp at his passing. He wore cold like a cloak and I swear that behind that smiling golden mask he was laughing at me as his curved blade rose and fell, cutting through my men. It left wounds filled with crystals of salt...the screams...the screams...and the pants....Gods! The Pants!!!"
-Captain Urtin, who salted and ate his former soldiers.
"Jar-Jar you're a genius!"

OOC: Shit, you guys went and had a fight without me. Oh well, I'll wrap it up.

IN: The spec Op elite was suddenly hit from the side by a warthog going somewhere around 50mph while crossing a road. [color=red]â€

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And God looked down upon the mortals and said: "...wtf are you noobs doing on my lawn?"

That's the problem with worshipping the god of schemes. You never quite know whether or not you're being divinely blessed, screwed over royally, or both at the same time.

OOC CHEESE! Ahh it was funny.

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"I saw it, there, in the sewers...for just a second. All hunched over, skin pale white beneath those rags...so many rags. The vermin crawled about his feet like idolaters at worship, and I swear that the wind drew breath in a frightened gasp at his passing. He wore cold like a cloak and I swear that behind that smiling golden mask he was laughing at me as his curved blade rose and fell, cutting through my men. It left wounds filled with crystals of salt...the screams...the screams...and the pants....Gods! The Pants!!!"
-Captain Urtin, who salted and ate his former soldiers.
"Jar-Jar you're a genius!"

Jack had grabbed Ellen by the collar and hauled her into the brush as the first plasma grenade flew by. They had landed in some vines and were still busy untangling themselves.

[color=yellow]“Great move private.â€

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And God looked down upon the mortals and said: "...wtf are you noobs doing on my lawn?"

That's the problem with worshipping the god of schemes. You never quite know whether or not you're being divinely blessed, screwed over royally, or both at the same time.

shokoro sighed, knowing she hadn't hit him.
"dammit...."
she went over to where jack was still busy trying to get out of the vines, chuckling slightly.
"you want some help, or are you going to assume I'm a threat again instead of actually using your head?"

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Jack finally managed to untangle himself after retrieving his knife. Getting up her glanced at Shokoro "No thanks, I'm good." He then set off at a jog after Ellen. Stupid navy girl, running off on her own. I got half a mind to leave her here... Fuck. He finally caught sight of her and halted as he approached. No fucking way?! He though as he saw tears stream from her eyes.

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And God looked down upon the mortals and said: "...wtf are you noobs doing on my lawn?"

That's the problem with worshipping the god of schemes. You never quite know whether or not you're being divinely blessed, screwed over royally, or both at the same time.

shokoro sighed, shoving her hands in her pockets.
"you messed up big time, didn't ya?"

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Zero had rebounded off the ground when the Elite leapt, and had torn off after him, his radar giving him a solid marker on his target.

They had just erupted out of the forest when he saw the Elite get run over by the truck and he skidded to a stop, seeing the Warthog trundle off into the distance. The battered and broken form of the Elite was still lying on the ground and Zero walked over to it, noticing it was still barely alive, but failing quickly. He stared impassively at it a moment before lifting his sabre, "Don't worry warrior. Be assured I have compassion and respect for the fallen." He intoned solemnly, drawing a barely noticable but understanding nod from the fallen Elite, before he brought the Sabre down, ending the Sanghieli's pain.

Once it was done, he shifted his Sabre's element, the Firey Ryu-en-zan coming online. and he used it to set the corpse aflame, quickly burning it to ashes. He picked up a handful and scattered it to the winds, before setting the burnt and scorched armor in an arranged pile, marking the burn site.

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OOC:LIIIIIIIVEEEEE!!!!! I refuse to let this die!

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OOC: Hey somebody besides me has to post, I'm waiting for you guys, not the other way around.

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OOC:well I'm waiting for either smiley to respond, or someone else to pull shokoro's attention away from jack.

MAEK POAST!

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I have a hour or so left before I get back and running in game, so I can't do squat.

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"I saw it, there, in the sewers...for just a second. All hunched over, skin pale white beneath those rags...so many rags. The vermin crawled about his feet like idolaters at worship, and I swear that the wind drew breath in a frightened gasp at his passing. He wore cold like a cloak and I swear that behind that smiling golden mask he was laughing at me as his curved blade rose and fell, cutting through my men. It left wounds filled with crystals of salt...the screams...the screams...and the pants....Gods! The Pants!!!"
-Captain Urtin, who salted and ate his former soldiers.
"Jar-Jar you're a genius!"

OOC:I SHALL REVIVE YE!!!!!!


IC:shokoro walked over to where teppiata was, standing next to her.
"so, how much you wanna bet shit's gonna hit fan any minute now?"

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Teppiata yawned, "Hmm, well let's see. I was talking to Waltz a few minutes ago about this, I had 20 bucks on 5 minutes while he has 20 bucks on right after you talk to me about it. How about you?"
Teppiata smiled kindly at Shokoro.

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"20 bucks on 10 minutes from now."
shokoro smirked slightly. while she certainly wasn't guaranteed to win, she had a feeling that either her or teppiata would, and that was close enough for her.

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A large fan behind them started, sucking up many inanimate things. If one were to concentrate enough, you would see a piece of shit hit the fan, Teppiata slouched down, "He always wins."
Waltz jumped down and smirked at them, "Where's my money sis?"
Teppiata silently handed him a 20 dollar bill.

((Sorry, just HAD to do that. Waltz and Teppiata bet on some funny things ))

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shokoro sighed, tossing the money she had bet towards waltz.
"damn it all.....wait a sec! we could exploit him! as soon as this whole mess is over, we get him to a casino!"
within moments shokoro had an evil grin on her face that would send fear into the hearts of all who had to face her wrath.

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Waltz waved his hand limply at Shokoro, "Pshh, Casinos. I could hack them. I can also hack banks, hell, pretty much anyform of place that holds money and uses computerized security."

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