'Live' Training. (Open PvP to all)

[Faclan]

Hopefully more popular than my other side RP threads;

First of all some explanation before the first post is laid out; (Also I put this in this board because you will be using IC characters against other IC characters. Just that the fight won't have any IC consequences as its more for fun/practice.)

I thought this would be a fun little activity for people to participate in if they would like some combat practice or just a chance to show off their characters skill in 'careful' extraction. How this will work is I will have the opening post below. It will then be like a normal PvP match, where we as the players take turns reacting and acting to what the other is doing. The difference being that anyone can join. The way it works is you will all be separate, interacting with me, and when a few people have posted or just the lone figure that joins up posts, I will then reply to each of you as best as I can.

Mission;
While scouring the aftermath of a battle, the battered File of Cad came across a damaged factory that could collapse if small amounts of explosives were placed very strategically(But you probably don't want to do this as some very important cargo is inside). For a chance to rest their injured they took cover inside it. It was while they securing the floor of the factory they happened to stumble across a small Forerunner artifact, 3x3x3. After calling in that they found this artifact they were forbade from trying to move it, even though they could have easily loaded it onto a trolley, to make sure it wasn't damaged in any way after they have already lost so many artifacts. So with a affirmative the single file set up as best they could to wait for a extraction team.
The mission of the opposition will be to get this artifact from Cads clawed hands and back safely to your own side, though just dealing with the chickens (killing, knocking out, capturing, or whatever else you want) and getting the artifact outside will warrant a victory for you. But Cad won't let it go easily and there's a chance you may also loose and 'die' as Cad may 'die' But its all for fun :>

Setting;
However you want to imagine a future factory would look like that's been damaged by a war passing through. Though there is at least a large factory floor, a back hallway, and large storerooms. So likely lots of needlessly sharp objects, lethal machines, and tools scattered around to hide behind and possibly make use of as well as stairs and catwalks in addition to numerous windows and skylights. The time of day will be up for you to decide, any time from the afternoon to the early morning when the extraction team is supposed to arrive. (Make sure to mention the time of day or at least light level in your post please)


Opposition;
Don't worry what side your characters are or what rank they hold. UNSC of any rank, even a Spartan (which would be very fun if maybe short), could easily have been sent from a hidden base once news of this Artifact arrived at your doorstep. For Covenant characters this could be after the Schism and these particular Kig-Yar are not on your chosen side, so must be dealt with and the artifact retrieved. Not really super important why your on the opposition, just if you wanted to have some back-story go for it.
However, I would like to keep the opposition you bring in low, preferably lower than four as that's how many Cad as. If you brought in a entire Colum or platoon you could just steamroll this challenge. So hopefully with few numbers you would need to get creative.

Cad's file strength: All Kig-Yar
Cad(Male) - Veteran seasoned Warrior. Needler, shield, crystal blade, and single plasma grenade.
Pad(Female) - (Lightly injured - Bruising and cuts on arms from former battle) - Experienced Soldier. Plasma pistol, shield, knife, single grenade.
Kop(Male) - Not-Green-But-New Soldier. Plasma pistol, shield, knife, two grenades.
Nas(Female) - (Medium Injured - wounds to the legs, can move but not fast) - Experienced Marksman. Covenant Carbine, rations and supplies, knife.

Successful players:
- Morpheus (All Kig-Yar captured and Artifact extracted.)
- Spartana120 (Three Kig-Yar killed with one captured, Artifact secured.)
- Killakan (Two Kig-Yar dead, two hired as pirates, Artifact secured.)
- Rixxan (All Kig-Yar killed, Artifact Secured.)

Better luck next time:
(Added to when requirements fulfilled)


With that all sorted out onto the first post. Have fun everyone trying to subdue/assassinate the Space Chickens and grabbing the goods I'm also up for answering any questions you have about this thread.

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Cad - Kig-Yar Major.
Defending the Artifact with his File.

For once in his soldiering career Cad was questioning the orders from the Commanders. Itching his left upper arm he sighed and replaced his armor. His helmet was clipped to his belt as he stood at one of the doors to this desolate factory and looked across the ruined car park to the out of control grass and other buildings. It was certainly a sign for the Gods that he had stumbled upon this building first and found the Holy Relic. Of course the one time he wanted to revere it he wasn't allowed to touch it or try to keep it safe. Who knew if the filthy Humans/Heretics were still around here. He was actually scared a little. All this open area to try and cover with only his file. Sighing a bit he shut the door and barred it, hoping that their little hideaway would remain hidden from the possible enemies as he started a slow circuit on the inside the factory, keeping the artifact in sight at all times. Nodding at his file members as he passed them and they went off to their stations. Shield deactivated and Needler holstered as he carefully listened for any terrible sounds.

Pad nodded to her file leader as he walked around, herself currently bandaging up her arms as best she could before leaving the small medical kit from their supplies beside the artifact. Careful not to touch it unless something bad happened. With that done she moved off the main factory floor and into one of the back hallways. Hopping up onto a table she set her weapons beside her as she watched the long hallway with all the doors. They had been locked of course...but locks could be made open. And the windows were also a good location for entry as she watched.

Barely keeping his fear under control Kop was in one of the large store rooms in the back. Thankfully the storerooms were only separated by lines on the floor not walls so he could see the entire storage space from where he was. But so many boxes and barrels, so many possible spots for murders to wait for him. Ready to murder him or his fellows. He didn't have any family ties with them or even any kind of deep friendship...but they were his only allies in this. Any other creature was just as likely to jam a blade in his throat as help him. Clutching his plasma pistol tightly he slowly circuited around the store rooms, looking carefully out the windows as he passed them to be sure nothing was approaching.

Nas grimaced as she lay flat on the tallest catwalk, Carbine slung on her back as she observed the majority of the factory floor from her position. Cad and the artifact in her vision but he was a good distance away and now the only thing she could see. There were assembly and manufacturing floors that the other File members weren't directly watching. But it was assuming because they were internal intruders would be spotted before they arrived there. But she watched carefully anyway, damaged legs bandaged up as best as they could be as she lay under the skylights. She knew that she may be the Files only chance of seeing hostiles if they managed to sneak in, so she was intent on keeping her vigil.


All of the Kig-Yar waited and watched in their positions, all in auditory range of each other if one squawked foul...

[Creator]

Skirmisher Commando Dek
Spotting tangos near artifact

Dek noticed the overpassing clouds as he jumped from the cloaked drop-ship, and remembers his orders he was told. "If anyone is near the artifact, consider them enemies no matter what!" Dek turned back to his Skirmisher's, following his lead and jumping off of the cloaked drop-ship. Lag looked more anxious than ever, gripping his carbine with ferocity. Kak and the others seemed calm with a good demeanor. They approached a building that had a huge piece torn off from artillery fire on it. "Weapons ready" Dek ordered his Skirmisher's as he noticed a shadow in the distance. Dek quickly readied his needle rife, as Kak turned on his gauntlets and steadied his Focus rifle. Dek motioned for them to be silent and quick as he moved forward in a swift running movement, seeing the shadow get clearer as he moved closer. He took out a energy knife and cut one of the locked doors that was in his way. The door made a small noise as it was pushed aside, as Dek moved more into the building.

The rain was starting now, with some thunder in the distance. Dek used his hologram, and moved it to the opposite side to where the opposition would see it. It would hopefully distract them long enough for Dek to get a clear shot. He walked some more and saw the Kig-Yar in position with a ready face. Dek steadied the needle rifle, and fired three shots towards him. (Shot at Pad)

[TinCanHitman]

Roy-001

SPARTAN

Gold Four

Roy opened and closed the robotic arm on his right, listening as the metal worked silently, which was what he needed in this situation. He was sent in to get some artifact, and to kill who ever was guarding it. He had little Intel on that part specifically, but he wasn't to worried. He had with him a M6C SOCOM, it's silencer well maintained and resting easily at his thigh, right where his arm hung when limp. As well as the M6  he had his shotgun, stockless, resting on his back, and a DMR with a night visor scope as well as a silencer on it. As well as that he had his usual satchel with three pipe-bombs, three grenades and his welder. He was prepared for what ever they wanted to throw at him.

The mission had been sudden, ripping him from the little down time SPARTANs had. He had been training with Dani, what he always did in his off time, when the call had come. At first he was confused, Dani was the better long range marksmen, and thus would be the smarter choice, but they had wanted Roy because of the possibility of CQC and CQB encounters. So Roy had done what he always did, Salute and wait for them to give him the details they were holding. After that he was loaded up and looking at Dani as he loaded off. 

He had dropped in several clicks from the target, using a HEV pod to fast insert. He was now slowly making his way towards the empty factory. As he approached he brought his DMRout and activated it's built in zoom, it's feed going directly into his own HUD. He activated it's VISOR option and soon the area flashed to life with a bright green hue. What caught his eye was the tell tale sign of Jackals, their eye's glowing like cat eyes due to their better reflective. Roy rested both of his arms on the large rock he was behind, positioning himself so that he had a steadier shot. He was a super soldier, so he could have easily made a surprisingly accurate shot with one hand, but if he had perfect conditions, he would have little to worry about. 


He pushed the stock against his inner arm, letting his elbows prop him up just the way he wanted to be, he then gently thumbed the safety off as he started to slow his breathing. As he had been taught, he lit the front of his finger rest on the trigger, making his trigger pull smoother and not debasing his shot. Soon enough the only sound was the slight patter of the inky rain in the pitch of night, and his own heart, steadily beatings as he let the sight rest just on the jackal's head. It was waiting in the door, peering out at the landscape (Cad)

One beat

Two beat

Fire...

Roy-001 

SPARTAN 

Gold Four

Try two electric-bugaloo


Roy opened and closed the robotic arm on his right, listening as the metal worked silently, which was what he needed in this situation. He was sent in to get some artifact, and to kill who ever was guarding it. He had little Intel on that part specifically, but he wasn't to worried. He had with him a M6C SOCOM, it's silencer well maintained and resting easily at his thigh, right where his arm hung when limp. As well as the M6 he had his shotgun, stockless, resting on his back, and a MA5B with an underslung grenade launcher. As well as that he had his usual satchel with three pipe-bombs, three grenades and his welder. He was prepared for what ever they wanted to throw at him.



The mission had been sudden, ripping him from the little down time SPARTANs had. He had been training with Dani, what he always did in his off time, when the call had come. At first he was confused, Dani was the better long range marksmen, and thus would be the smarter choice, but they had wanted Roy because of the possibility of CQC and CQB encounters. So Roy had done what he always did, Salute and wait for them to give him the details they were holding. After that he was loaded up and looking at Dani as he loaded off.



He had dropped in several clicks from the target, using a HEV pod to fast insert. He was now slowly making his way towards the empty factory. As he approached he activated his helmet's zoom and sighted in. He could see the murky shadows of jackals inside, perfect for what he had in mind. He made his way around the side, his movement dead silent for such a massive person. He was like a ghost as he moved, using the blowing wind and rain to cover his approach. Once at the door way he gently poked his head in, SOCOM and Cleaver drawn. 

He saw a sleeping jackal, resting in an odd bird-like position as it gently breathed in and out. Roy's mind kicked into over drive as he decided on a plan. He saw several crates and barrels about, he knew what he needed to do. He gripped his cleaver on a backhanded grip, resting his SOCOM on his wrist so that he could easily stab and shoot. Closing the distance to the jackal until he was on top of it. He gave it a gentle prod with his foot "Wake up." he deep voice softly rumbled as he rested his foot just above it's neck. Once it's eyes finally opened he hoped that it's first reaction would be to make a small noise, but he would quickly smash his foot into it's neck, crushing the bones and destroying it's esophagus. 

He then grabbed it and quickly dragged it's gurgling corpse so that only it's feet would bee sticking from behind the large crate. Roy then pushed himself into the shadow of the wall that the crate was against. His SOCOM was level with where he though the other Jackal's head would be, once it rounded that corner, it's brains would be purple jelly. 

[BetaWülf]

Captain Garatus
NPC's: Two Minors, One Major, All Jiralhanae.
Weapons: One Bruteshot(Garatus's), Two Spikers(To the Minors), One Impaler Pistol(To the Major).

Garatus looked up at the tall walled building that was the abandoned factory, he would find a way in. He paused and looked for doors but decided they would be too obvious, and no low windows. Windows! That was it, the high windows lining the top edge where the walls met the roof were where they would enter. He ran up to a very tall tree that stood next to the factory and leapt onto it, digging his claws into its bark. He started to ascend it and his three companions did the same, the climbed and climbed, and climbed some more.

Garatus reached out and grabbed hold of a very large branch and pulled himself up onto it, while his three pack mates did similarly. He took a jump into a section of window the had no glass and caught the edge with his lower arm before pulling himself up. He took yet another leap and grabbed hold of the bottom of the topmost of the catwalks. He swung from hand hold to hand hold like the Jiralhanae of Doisac do in the great forests.

He was hunting his former friend "Cad" for betraying Garatus during a deployment. Garatus had admitted his belief that the Holy Rings were what the Humans said they were while unwrapping a candy bar he had. Cad slapped it from Garatus's hand and it fell to the chasm below, never to be seen again. Cad had fled in terror of Garatus's wrath never to be seen again by the Jiralhanae Captain of great esteem, but Garatus had tracked him down to this factory and would exact his revenge for his candy bars demise.

He quietly dropped down onto a closed vat and told his pack to search while he went into a storeroom. He slowly stalked towards the doorway with his combat knife ready, he sniffed the air and caught the acrid stench of Kig-yar. Garatus crouched behind some tall boxes as a jumpy Kig-yar peered around, Garatus picked up a pebble and tossed it to the far side of the room to get his soon to be victim to turn away from him. The Kig-yar jumped and turned towards the noise, turning his back to where Garatus was. His mistake.

Garatus leapt with surprising speed from his hiding place and seized the Kig-yar by the throat. He knocked the weapon from its hand and squeezed the reptiles throat, the Kig-yar in his left hand and his combat knife in his right. He plunged the knife into its rips and twisted the blade, purple blood spurting everywhere. He took the Kig-yars skull and placed it in his mouth, he slowly clamped his fangs down on the not quite dead Kig-yars head. He swiftly clamped his jaws shut, crushing its head with a sickening pop similar in sound to gently popping a bag of chips. He ripped his head back and tore the now dead Kig-yars crushed head from its neck, dropping the limp corpse to the floor while chewing its brain matter and skull.

[Faclan]

(Poor Kop, only one post in for three of you and he's already died twice! That's what you get for sleeping on guard duty I suppose.)

Creator;

Having sunk lower in her position on the desk Pad was still able to keep her eyes open, doing better than Kop at least who was sleeping in the storeroom unaware to the rest of the file. The exertion from the battle and his injuries apparently taking their toll on him as he had collapsed in a corner away from the windows. It soon started to rain as well - Pad turning to look out the window at the rain as she spotted several dark shapes swiftly moving across the dark ground.

Narrowing her eyes she quickly hopped off the desk and grabbed her pistol, holding it in her shield hand as she picked up her grenade with the other. The shapes were rushing toward her door, and she heard the dull thud of a lock being pried open. Hissing a bit she crouched down behind the desk so just her shoulders and up were facing the door. With a clang and a snap the lock was broken and the door thrown open. Squawking out a loud alert she primed her grenade and threw it at the open door way and their intruders, activating her shield and getting into a defensive position behind the desk. Seeing and hearing their enemies giving her enough time to watch the Needles ping off her shield.

Being startled awake as Pad shouted that they were under attack Kop quickly got to his feet and grabbed his pistol from where he had dropped it when laying down. Activating the equipment he started to run toward the sound of combat, and would be able to be seen down the hallway moving up in a pincer like movement with the grenade in flight.

Hearing the alert Cad quickly slipped his helmet on and activated his shield and pistol. Radioing Nas he directed her to look where the commotion was coming from and took up a defensive stance between the artifact and Pad's hallway, ready for what would come after them.

Results: Cad (Alert), Pad (Full alert and in combat), Kop (Alert and moving to combat), Nas (Alert)

Tin;
Mission 1 (The only Kig-Yar you would be able to see would be Pad or a sleeping Kop, so you fired at Pad. Hope it doesn't change too much.)

Stretching as she paced up and down her little hall-way for the umpteenth time today Pad noticed that it had gotten dark fast on this planet, and the rain had started to tink against the windows near her. Turning to face them she smiled a little as she rested her hand on the window and drummed her claws against the glass a little to add to the patter of the rain. She had always liked the raBANG.

Slamming the ground hard the female Kig-Yar lay still, a large bullet hole in her head as her outstretched arm was now stuck outstretched up, purple blood pooling quickly around her head as the window finished shattering from the shot, Pads large eyes staring up at the ceiling, previously staring right in the direction of the hyper lethal shooter.

The muffled sound of the gunshot itself wouldn't have alerted the rest of the File, but the shattering of glass sure did as Kop was jolted awake and staggered to his feet as he pulled out his pistol. Quickly moving to the door he peaked around the side and gasped as he could see Pads out stretched hand sticking out over a desk, the smell of blood as strong as a indication of the broken window that she was dead. Ducking back into the store room he clutched his pistol tightly as he tried to keep his breathing under control - his shield not activated as he cowered.

Spinning around to face the sound of shattering glass Cad quickly armed himself as he called out Pads name. He called it out twice more before he shook his head and sighed, offering her soul a prayer as he alerted Nas of Pads death, and told her to be on alert as they were under attack. Cad slowly moving around the artifact as he watched possible entry points with shield up and Needler primed. Nas meanwhile pulled out her carbine and watched from the rafters. She managed to breath steadily, but it didn't mean she wasn't scared that just like that one of her friends were dead.

Results: Cad (Alert and defending the artifact), Pad (Dead(headshot)), Kop (Alert but terrified), Nas (Alert and worried)

Mission 2
Twitching a little as a huge presence rested over him Kop made a odd little pheep sound as he was nudged. Opening his eyes a bit he opened his maw to yawn before he frooze, breath catching in his throat as a Demon was standing above him, boot right over his long neck as well as a pistol and large knife pointed right as his eyes. He started to squawk out a plea for mercy, but that as well as his breath were smashed from his throat as everything in that area was crushed beyond any hope of survival.

Gagging and kicking the young Kig-Yar clutched at his throat as the Demons arms grabbed the collar of his armor and started to drag him somewhere. But before the Demon had left him in its preferred place Kop had gone limp, tongue hanging out the side of his snout as his arms patted quietly on the floor, now bait for his fellows.

Glancing down the hall as quiet...noises were heard Pad hummed as she pulled out her pistol and started to move toward Kops supply room. If he had fallen asleep she would slowly twist his head around until his neck snapped for her...but the entire situation didn't sit well with her as she stopped before she entered. Looking back down the hallway toward where Cad and the artifact were she called out to him. "Cad! I heard some weird noises from where Kop was and am investigating, standard procedure." With that she held her pistol tightly as she moved into the room. But unfortunately for the Demon she did so while also calling back to Cad gibberish constantly so he would know immediately if something happened to her. Of course this may not be a issue of the Demon wasn't one for stealth now as she entered the room, right into the path of the Demons firearm, knife, and just as lethal hands as she spotting something that looked like Kig-Yar feet...

Results: Cad (Semi Alert), Pad (Alert, moving to investigate), Kop (Dead(Broken neck and crushed throat)), Nas (Not Alert)


BetaW;

Luckily for Kop, the Kig-Yar sloppy Joe, he was unconscious from the shock after the stab and twist, so he didn't have to watch the gaping maw of the large Jiralhanae rapidly approach his head and subsqunetly break his skull and feasted on the insides. The now headless body crumpled down to the floor and purple blood splattered everywhere.

Down the hallway outside the door Pad had already leapt off her tabel after Kop had squawked in terror before gurgling and going silent, followed by the sound of shattering bones and wet squelching sounds. Not taking more time than it took to shout out to Cad and Nas that they were being raided she primed her grenade and chucked it inside the open storeroom door, the wet fur smell of the Jiralhanae permeating the entire factory as she dropped into a crouch behind her shield and desk well out of grabbing range of the storeroom.

The smell and shout reached Cad as well as he growled and jammed his helmet on his head. The heresy thrown out so casually had made his former battle brother dead to him the last time they had seen each other. It would give Cad much needed peace of mind to sever that fools head from his shoulders and kick it out a window. Removing the blade he intended to do that with from his belt he rested it beside the medical supplies of the file as he squawked up to Nas to be ready as he waited in the main room, expecting them to arrive soon, covered in the remains of his Righteous File.

Though no-one of them knew how many Jiralahane were assaulting them, only that at least one of them was in the storeroom.

Results: Cad (Alert and angry), Pad (Full Alert and in combat), Kop (Dead(Head ripped off and eaten)), Nas (Alert)

[TinCanHitman]

Roy-001 

SPARTAN 

Gold Four

Roy's patience had been rewarded with the sound of a thud from one of the jackal's getting a bullet to the brain. The sounds of squawking told Roy that they did know he was there, making things a bit more complicated. He wasn't to worried, they were just jackals, not very many of them it seemed, either. He'd handled worse with less and for longer, it would be in and out. Any other person would have seen been processing that their shot had hit, but Roy's inhuman reflexes and cognitive ability allowed him to take in every thing and process it as it happened, he didn't have to force himself to move, he just did.

Roy was quick, launching himself over the bolder as he snapped the DMR to his back. His hand was already in his satchel as he came to one of the windows, the same one he had shot through, actually, and struck one of his light-anywhere matches. He had the fuse lit on one of his pipe-bombs and it through the window before he bolted around the side. He didn't wait, he just needed to move, sliding the DMR off his back he came around the side and kicked hard, launching the door off of it's hinges and forcing it to skid about. He saw another of the Jackals in then and quickly raised his rifle to sight in on it, squeezing off three rounds about as fast as the creature could react. His DMR coughed as the silenced ammo propelled forward from the barrel and tore the air. Whether the bird died or not, a sudden whump alerted Roy that his grenade had gone off, his pipe-bombs having longer fuses than regular grenades. 

His pip-bombs where large, black-powder, models that had nails and screws all around the outside, and titanium balls inside. It made them more effective against both shielded and unshielded targets, but a bigger hassle to prime. Either way, some thing was getting hurt.

Roy-001  

SPARTAN  

Gold Four 

Roy heard the clucks of the odd avian bird before she breached his field of vision. He already had a plan, and he easily prepared himself, re-adjusting his grip on his knife before bringing his gun hand to rest on it. He waited, counting the seconds as the bird garbled it's way towards him, it's talons clicking on the floor. He wasn't nervous, but he was in the moment, his heart thumping steadily as it dragged on for what seemed liked ages. Suddenly, a slightly startled caw alerted him that she had found the corpses' legs, and soon enough her shadow came into view. Roy gave her no time as he stepped from around the crate and slammed his knife into the jacka's neck, pinning it into the crate on his left. He kept walking but gave it a firm twist, assuring death, he hopped, as he moved down the hall.

He brought his hand back to rest under his gun and moved quickly, knowing that the other's would now be alerted, due to the sudden silence. He had his pistol up and was sweeping quickly, to other creatures it would be hard to track, but the jackals had just as fast of reflexes. Roy knew this, but kept moving at a steady pace, if any thing came into his vision, he'd fire at it with two steady shots.

[Faclan]

(Just a clarification for anyone interested in this PvP - it doesn't matter when you join as you would just be starting at the beginning with Cads file unalarmed. Also if you are worried about a posting order don't be because the only person you are replying to is me - so post whenever you want or whenever you have a move you want to do. )

Tin;
Mission 1
Cad growled as he looked down the hallway to see Pad dead. But his anger was soon replaced with confusion as some black and cylindrical soared through the open window and bounced off her frozen snout. Narrowing his eyes a bit he tried to get a better look before he noticed that it had a fuse. His eyes snapping open again he quickly crouched low and moved his Needler hand behind his back so he was fully protected, just as the device blew up. It wasn't like any human grenade he had ever seen before as it blew up with a puff of white smoke and sent very different shrapnel his direction. Pad's poor body was completely torn up from the explosion and she was reduced to a mangled heap of bones and purple mush, but thankfully for Cad he was far enough away to only have a few of the items ping off his shield. Hissing again he got his Needler back out and ready and watched the hallway...silently praying their intruder didn't have any more of those to throw behind him.

Cringing a little at the explosion and the sound that followed shortly afterward of all the remaining windows being shattered; as well as the thin walls as the homemade explosive tore through the sheet metal roof - Nas was glad she was where she was.. Taking a few deep breaths she moved a bit to be out from under the moonlit skylight so she could see easier as she gripped her Carbine tighter and sighted down, waiting for this enemy to reveal itself.

Spinning around as the door was smashed from its hinges Kop squawked in terror at the large hulk of a Demon standing in the doorway - raising its weapon up to point between his eyes. Panic took the Kig-Yar over as he madly smashed his shield activation button and dropped to the ground. Both together managed to save his skin as the rounds impacted the wall where he used to be standing and bounced off his shield. Whimpering a little below his angled cover he tried to return fire - but from his position he would be very lucky if he hit the Demon with the shots. He lay with his feet against the wall as his shield rested over his head on one side and against the ground with the other.

Results: Cad (Defending the artifact and annoyed), Pad (Dead(Headshot)), Kop (Under fire but alive), Nas (Over watching)

Mission 2
Pad only saw the flash of the knife out the corner of her eye before the blade stabbed deep into her neck. Gurgling loudly she started to reach up for it before it was twisted hard, and she went mostly limp. Once the knife was removed she slumped down to her knees then onto her face as the blood spurted from the large wound, likely getting over her killers boots as the light faded from her eyes - adding to the Kig-Yar bodies in the storeroom.

Standing ready as he watched the shape of Pad drop as her voice was cut off Cad waited. Soon a larger shape exited the storeroom and began to walk toward him. It was soon revealed to be a Demon, the breath catching in Cads throat as this was revealed. Licking his teeth a bit as the demon continued to approach Cad only flinched a little as two shots impacted his shield where his head was behind. Hissing in return for the shots Cad let loose a short burst of Needler fire - his sword still attached to his hip as the Demon continued to approach.

Seeing her major engage in combat as rounds impacted his shield Nas tried to breath steady as she watched the hallway where the needles were headed, waiting for the intruder to reveal itself so she could fire.

Results: Cad (Alert and firing), Pad (Dead(Stabbed in throat)), Kop (Dead(Crushed neck)), Nas (Waiting for a shot)

[Huka]

Field Master Til Je'at Ra'ha 'Muramai
Artifact Retrieval


Falling through the clouds, a OIP tore through the morning sky with a entry flame trailing like a fallen star, making its booming landing into the industry section of a human city. A Jiralhanae lance led by a battle-scarred Ultra investigated with a long-awaited eagerness to rip a lowly Sangheili apart, breaking from their assignment. "All weapons at the ready!" He ordered with a occasionally snap of his fang-filled jaws as they rounded the corner to a small open quarter, once used as a crate-holding depot. However, they didn't find anything but a open casket-like droppod and five freshly-killed Jiralhanae, sundering in pieces.

"Keep your senses, the Sangheili is still close!" The Ultra growled, trying to catch a foreign scent but the smell of scorched flesh and fur was strong in the air. Slowly approaching the pod to collect a scent, the soldier looked at his fallen brothers with a slight show of lamentation but knew they will be avenged. What is a single Sangheili to a full lance?

When he came to the pod, he sniffed deeply. Certainly had his prey's smell; certainly had that universal tar of its tough flesh with a hint of scented oil that nearly covered the tar scent and...sand. Sniffing again to make sure, the Ultra blinked at the sound of a beeping noise. "What?' He mumbled as he looked down to the sound and found himself looking at the popped side of the pod...holding a rectangular device with a fast-dropping timer of glyphs. "Everyone o-!" The Jiralhanae tried to scream but a blinding light and horrid pain took the whole quarter.

Watching the coiling explosion of plasma and ionized gas bloom into the air from the top of a building, the distant light reflecting off the dark golden harness of the Muram Zealot while his desert cloak fluttered in the coming woosh. His HUD zoomed in about a mile ahead of his original vision, Til confirmed at least most of the barbarians were dead.

Clicking his lower mandible against his mask's internal controls, the Field Master summoned the navigations glyph of his objective. Turning his head, he could see the factory kilometers off and rolled his shoulders before sprinting and lunging roof after roof with casual acrobatics with his form dissolved under his light-blending camouflage, deriving all of his energy shield power to full potential.

It took a simple quad-rooks (4 human minutes) before Til lept up onto the edge of the last building close to the meters-far factory with just a few open space for easy transportation and docking. Standing to full height and looking through the windows, the Field Master clicked his upper left mandible and switched his helmet's visions to infra-red, immediately catching the details of at least the Kig-yar dwelling in the main building.

Tilting his head like a intrigued bird, Til slowly pulled his carbine and looked at one of the crest-adorned Kig-yar, reverting to common vision. Instantly recognizing the Kig-yar as one of the mercenary soldiers in the broken sect of Lamenting Consecration...Cad, was it? Yes...he was in the last Hunt he attended.

A flash of anger and pity rushed through the Zealot's nerves and body for a instant while he continued to observe, gripping his marksman weapon tight in his planning.

[Faclan]

Huka;

Quietly snoring Kop had found a cluster of boxes that shielded him from a lot of the view from the windows and doors as the youngest file member got some sleep after the battle. His nerves had been stressed badly trying to stop the Sangheili and their Human allies from overrunning their defensive spot. It had done enough apparently since they had fallen back. But many of the defenders had the sinking feeling that they could have easily won, and would just sweep back when the forces were scattered to pick them off easily. But those concerns Kop allowed to just leave as he steadily breathed in and out, pistol holster on his thigh as he happily snoozed in between some boxes.

Pad herself was fighting sleep, having moved from off the desk to the chair beside it as she learnt against the desk. But she was able to keep her eyes open and settle on just relaxing with her pistol and grenades on the desk as the night started to crawl in. It would likely be a long night for all of them if nothing showed up. Right now Pad wasn't really sure what she wanted more. Something to come along and give her something to do, or to just sit awake throughout the entire night in boring peace. Yawning a bit she took a drink from her canteen as she sat and watched - looking forward to being extracted so they could get a nice long sleep.

Nas was thankfully not as tired as the rest of the file, as she had been hanging back to provide cover fire during the battle and defense. So she was able to more easily stay awake. Though she had set her rifle beside her on the catwalk and lay with her arms under his chin to give it some padding as she watched and listened. She had noted that Cad had slowed down and was moving toward the artifact, but she knew her Major wouldn't do anything rash, so she moved her over watch back to the factory floor as her eyes started to adjust to the dimming skylight above her.

Turning to gaze out the window at the sunset that was rapidly moving in, looking directly at a certain cloaked Sangheili, Cad smiled a little before he sighed quickly and started to move around the artifact again, but going much slower that before as if he had seen something or was deep in thought. Moving up to near the Artifact Cad was fully unaware of the sights trained on his un-helmeted bird skull. The fact that the sights were held by his former Field Master, now turned Heretic, in Cad's eyes, would likely cause him to for once freeze, knowing that there was really nothing he would be able to do against such a Legendary foe. But as he was unaware he continued to look at the artifact, thoughts of dread and possible righteous fury forgotten as he knelt down and closed his eyes. It was rare for one of the 'lesser' races to ever be this close to a Artifact of the Gods, and Cad wasn't going to let such a opportunity pass him by to speak directly to them, especially in the Covenants time of trial. Kneeling before it still he bent over and rested his left hand on the ground as he raised his other up to be near the artifact, but not touching it as he began speaking in Sangheili, the tips of his scarf brushing against the concrete floor.

"The Faithful Flock has been splintered, torn asunder by treachery...but the Path accepts all? How can the path accept those who turn against it?" His voice was oddly quiet as he continued to kneel, awaiting some kind of sign or answer for his philosophical quandary as his life was being decided about twenty feet away from the very dangerous shimmering air.

Results: Cad (Alive and praying), Pad (Unaltered in the hallway from the main floor to the storeroom), Kop (Alive and asleep in the storeroom), Nas (Unaltered and watching the main factory floor.)

[BetaWülf]

Captain Garatus

Garatus's eyes widened as a plasma grenade landed at his feet, he leapt across the room and picked up a metal cooler to shield himself with. The explosion from the plasma grenade caused Garatus to get pushed across the floor, but worse it viciously ripped the cooler from his hands and hurtled it at his forehead, bouncing off with a metallic clang. Garatus stood there for a moment, dazed, just slowly blinking and trying to get his head back into reality. He stumbled to the side and leaned on the wall as he slowly regained his faculties enough to signal his pack to attack over his comms system. Very soon Spiker and Impaler rounds could be heard being fired and Garatus grinned devilishly as he picked up the now dented metal cooler.

He grasped his Bruteshot in his right hand like a club with the blade facing so whatever he struck out at would be sliced in two. In his left hand he grasped the cooler and had it held over towards his right side for a better throw. He threw the cooler out and rushed forward right behind to attack the distracted Kig-yar. He ran at it and swung his Bruteshot as if it was an axe trying to kill the Kig-yar that was probably the one that had chucked a grenade at him.

[scatman]

Alei 'Felvaree -Shangheili Ultra    

    “Everyone out, I need to go back to the Corvette to get more troops!” exclaimed the pilot as his voice echoed throughout the Phantom.
    
    “You heard him, time to secure the Artifact, better late than never!”, screamed Alei ‘Felvaree to his Cleche as many of them filled out one by one down the gravitational device, himself going last.
    
    “Ok, here is the plan, we will first launch plasma mortars near where the Artifact is supposed to be and then we move in fast and strike hard mopping up the remaining survivors, got that?”, stated Alei as he conveyed the plan to his troop.
    
    “At the front lines as always?”, asked one of the many Kig-Yar in his Cleche.
    
    “It has never changed, stick to formation, you two Unggoy”, explained Alei as he gestured towards two Unggoy who were closest to his position, “you guys take the Ghosts up ahead and scout the area, there are no allies down there so any bio signatures you detect are declared hostile and you are free to engage, just don’t die!”
    
    “But… but…”, stampered a scared Unggoy,” how do we not die? We can’t control that.”
    
    While the Shangheili picked up the Unggoy with one hand and brought him to his face, Alei said, “If you die, I’ll kill you!”, which was followed shortly after by Alei throwing the Unggoy to the ground. They both scampered to the Ghosts and drove off.
    
    “You brother!”, said Alei pointing to a fellow Shangheili, “You are in charge for driving the Wraith, Kig-Yar, you guys file up and the rest of you move behind them until we reach about quarter of a mile from the Artifact’s position, lets go!”

[Faclan]

(Skipping over Scat for now since I asked him to change something in his post)

BetaW:

Pad waited carefully with her shield and plasma pistol pointed at the store room door, waiting for the bastard ape to reveal itself. She was certainly it wasn't dead as there hadn't been a loud thunk of its body hitting the floor. But she was certain Kop was dead, the smell of blood and worse wafting in from the storeroom. She could only ponder what poor fate had befallen him at the grubby paws of the dirty Jiralhanae. Though she was soon distracted as brute fire shattered some windows beside her and cause her to crouch down lower as spikes whipped over head. No doubt now that they were under attack. She squawked out in surprise however when a metal something was flung at her as a large ape leapt through the window beside her. She tried to dodge but it still hit her shield as it failed utterly. Raising up her pistol to its face that was also smacked from her grip as her hand was nearly severed from it, but she had let go of the pistol to avoid that. Desperately reaching down to get her knife she erked as she felt her back hit the low wall under the shattered window, not intent on just giving up. Though of course now she was weaponless right in front of the huge creature so it was likely over for her.

Spinning around as a window burst behind him Cad smirked as the rounds from the Jiralhanaes weapons pinged off his shield, the superior technology and power in it withstanding the burst as he fired a salvo of Needles at them, the older one was able to duck behind cover but the younger one took them all in the chest, roaring out a curse before a large hole was blown in its chest and it fell dead. The other worked on reloading behind cover before a thin green shot pieces straight through its face and into its chest and it took fell dead. Cad nodding a silent thank you to Nas as he spun back around and glanced at his Needler. A little over half a mag left, enough for now as he could see a shape near Nas, but too far for him to hit and it wasn't in the line of sight of Nas as he offered her soul a prayer but grit his teeth and waited.

Results: Cad(Full alert and firing), Pad (Disarmed and open), Kop (Dead), Nas (Full alert and firing)

(2v2 now BetaW >:3)

[MorpheusDavol]

Ragnarok's Follower
NPCs- 1SG Viktor Romanov, SGT Marco Castel, LCPL Kyle Jones
PC- CPL Loken Gnash


Viktor looked towards his squad holding his palm to signal for them to stop. He had spotted the Kig-yar sniper earlier and opted to go around the large warehouse, using the shadows to their advantage. Peeking inside the warehouse he saw a Kig-yar that appeared to be asleep, this would be their point of entry. Motioning for the three other men to move forward Viktor pulled the window up holding it as each squad member slipped inside then himself. He preferred to take the enemy alive for questioning when available. He looked to CPL Loken making a hand the hand motion for him to knock out and subdue the Kig-yar.

 Loken confirmed the action crouching up to the Kig-yar slowly bring his arms up before slipping it around the Kig-yar snout, holding it down as he began to wrap his arm quickly around his neck applying pressure to stop the blood to his brain rendering him unconscious. He turned seeing his squad mates up on the wall of the door making sure no one was coming yet. He slowly pulled the Kig-yar to the ground his eyes spotting steel wire on a grate, fetching it he quickly tied the Kig-yar up slipping him into a crate with holes before giving a nod to his team mates. Making his way back over he raised his MA5K with grenade launcher attachment up.

 Marco eye'd the door, looking to Viktor he placed his hand on the the smoke grenade. He would be the one to launch the smoke grenade when everyone was ready. 

 Kyle just lifted his M280 up readying himself to move out.

 Marco removed the pen rolling it down the hallway as the Tear Gas started to fill the corridor along with the Main compartment. They would count to three before moving..

[Faclan]

Morpheus:

Pheeping quietly as the humans encroached upon his sleeping body Kop didn't have much time to do much of anything before the arms wrapped around his snout and throat. Eyes snapping open the younger Kig-Yar tried to squawk out in fear or a warning for his fellows. But only breath blew out his nose as he useless patted and pulled against the human's arms. His feeble struggles were short lived before he went limp in the ODST's grip. He would when he awake be very surprised he was alive, but he only twitched a little as he was trussed up like the space turkey he is and stuffed inside a box, returning to the sleep.

Yawning as the night started to creep in Pad was lounging against a chair in the hallway as she looked out the window. The thinning smoke from the battlefield a ways off making an interesting contrast against the nice sunset. She was completely unaware of their stealthy intruders or that one of them was now chocked into unconsciousness in a box so she continued to sit and take in the nice scene. But she did look over at the sound of something tinkling and rolling to see a small cylinder bump against the table she was near. Tilting her head at this for a second she then snapped her eyes open, a terrible idea for what was about to happen, and hopped off the chair as she reached for her Plasma Pistol. But before she could fully grab it the grenade went off. She wasn't expecting billowing smoke, but soon it hit her sensitive nose and eyes as she started to hack and cough, leaning against the table as she tried to cover her eyes with her arm and move away from it, though she only bumped against the table as she couldn't see anything.

As Cad was in the middle of the factory the smoke didn't reach him once it had finished expanding. Though it was now clear they were under attack as he activate his shield and charged his Needler. Crouching down and ready he could barely make out the shape of Nas stumbling and struggling inside the smoke, and her coughs were evident too as Cad hoped it wasn't some kind of poison gas that would slowly kill Pad. But he grit his teeth under his helmet and waited, knowing it was likely down to him and Nas now to protect the artifact.

Taking her carbine off her back Nas lay with it nestled in her shoulder as she watched the smoke - waiting for a target to present itself so she could make them pay for killing Pad and Kop - or so she believed at least.


Results; Cad(Alert and watching the smoke), Pad (Hacking inside the smoke), Kop(A more deep sleep bound in some boxes), Nas (Over-watching)

[MorpheusDavol]

Loken was already readying his own tear gas round, he poked out quickly releasing it as it flew through the air into the main corridor. He turned to face Marco was already into the seeing the outline of two tangos. Loken dashed into the room across from the main storage room as Kyle and Viktor stayed in as back up.

 Marco with his shotgun dashed up to the Kig-yar sending the but of his shot gun into their head, intending to knock them down as he shifted sideways gripping the edge of the wooden table to flip it over for cover. By now the Tear gas was already working it's way across the main room floor.

Viktor would be removing a stun grenade from his belt throwing it over Marco as he flipped the table, seeing as Marco would be safe from the effects due to the table.

[Faclan]

Morpheus:

Pad had finally managed to figure out what way was back to the main factory after calling out to Cad a few times in between coughs. Because she had now turned around she couldn't see the shape come at her and swing the stock in her direction, and she only grunted as she collapsed forward, alive but thoroughly knocked out from the back of the skull shotgun stock smack.

Squawking in surprise as a grenade sailed in his direction Cad luckily had his shield up as it deflected off and sssssshshed to the left and into the wall. The grenade going off in the air as the tear gas avoided the two remaining Kig-Yar mostly though both of them did have some watery eyes and short breaths as Cad watched in anger as Pad tried to make it back to safety only to be assassinated from behind (to his eyes). Growling as she collapsed to the floor and another shape did...something in the smoke he fired a burst of homing Needle fire toward the flipped table. Though he stopped as another grenade rattled across the floor to land near him as he crouched behind his shield and shut his eyes as a precaution. The flash bang went off and Cad just managed to stay on his feet as deafening ringing filled his ears. Squawking in pain he opened his eyes, spot appearing everywhere on his vision as he fell to his knees but managed to keep his shield and Needler up as he fired another burst, blinking to try and clear his sight as his head still rung.

Nas coughed a little as the teargas wafted up to her, but the stun grenade caused her more trouble as she moved her hands up to cover her eyes and eyes - her carbine being left behind to hang in mid air for a moment before falling down to the factory floor. The weapon bouncing a little as its magazine popped out and both scattered across the floor. She kept her ears covered as she lowered her arm to see her predicament. All she had left was her Plasma Pistol, and there was no way for her to get down without climbing down where the Humans would be able to see her fully...

Results; Cad(Firing and stumbling back), Pad (unconscious), Kop(unconscious), Nas (In trouble)

[MorpheusDavol]

Marco had to grab the body of the Kig-yar sharply pulling them behind cover, he removed his sidearm M6D turning his body up to quickly releasing a few shots the enlarged Magnum. He felt a needle embed it's self in his chest plate after four shots, He went back into cover knowing the round would explode leaving a small opening in his thick chest plate. His eye did catch the fallen rifle however. "We got a Covvie on the rafters, they dropped their carbine most likely having a side arm."

 "Confirmed." Viktor replied looking to Kyle. "Kyle when he reloads I want you to immediately move up to use surprising fire on his shields. Marco try to get to us and Loken move up, I rather we capture him but if we can't you know what to do." He spoke into his comms.

 Loken nodded from the opposite room reading his MA5K along with Kyle, they would move as soon as the firing stopped.

 Marco lifted his hand over the table firing the four shots he had left wildly before bringing his hand back, sooner or later the Jackal shields would be done for them to move in and capture him. 

 

 

[Faclan]

Morpheus:

Pad only coughed quietly and twitched her feet as she was grabbed and dragged behind cover, the Needles from her Major narrowly missing her as well as the Human as she awaited her fate and would wake up with one hell of a head-ache.

Since the smoke was still pretty thick Cad just kept firing short bursts in there, hoping to hit something, as he watched the needles in the top of his Needler get shorter and shorter. He had managed to get up off his knees and into a crouch so he could more easily brace and fire - which turned out to be very fortunate as Magnum fire started to pound into his shield. Despite the heavy impacts Cad was able to remain standing as he fired his last volley at the shape, happy to see that the Needle seemed to impact. Though he had to look away from the smoke as he tried to reload but then everything went to hell.

First Nas's rifle fell down to nearly hit him, Cads hearty sinking as he realized that even if she wasn't dead he had no covering fire but then assault rifle fire started to pound into his shield. As a Major's shield it could withstand a good amount of punishment, but it hadn't been able to recharge since the pistol fire and so eventually failed as Cad staggered back from the suppressive fire. Squawking he growled as he threw his Needler to the floor and drew out his Crystal Saber, holding it ready as he stood right in front of the artifact, he wasn't going to let them take it easily though he was a sitting duck if they choose to just shoot him - which Cad honestly expected they would the cowards!

Nas clutched her Plasma Pistol tightly, so she wouldn't drop her only other weapon, held it as steady as she could as she looked down the sight at the hallway. She could see that Cad was exposed but he wouldn't leave the artifact so she would just have to try and pepper whatever came out of that hallway with Plasma, even if by the time it reached the floor it wouldn't be as dangerous...


Results: Cad (Last stand mode), Pad(Unconscious), Kop (Unconscious), Nas (Waiting and worried)

[MorpheusDavol]

Viktor looked to Kyle signalling for the fire to stop. "He's out. There's still someone in the rafters, We will all move out to capture them. Loken and Marco you face the Kig-Yar that is guarding the center, kyle, me and you will take the rafters." Viktor received a confirmation from the squad as they all start to move forward.

 Kyle and Viktor put the utmost trust in their comrades as they approached with their guns pointed back, walking backwards till they had their weapons at the Kig-Yar in the rafters, the Kig-Yar could see she was out gunned however but they did not fire upon her but Viktor finger would just have to twitch to pepper her with bullets. This applied for Kyle as well.

 Loken and Marco approached the Kig-Yar stopping a few feet away, safe enough from the blade. They knew this one would put up a fight till the end, however Loken had to note it's bravery staying firm even when faced with this threat. "I'll handle it." Loken replied slipping his rifle on the magnetic clips on his back. His hand went for the Combat Knife on his should holding it in the downward position as he stepped forward a few feet holding a fight stance. Marco simply watched with his M6D.

[Faclan]

Morpheus:

Standing perfectly still, not wanting to give these damn black humans the satisfaction of showing fear or terror about their assault. Though he was surprised they didn't just shoot him, or laugh, or laugh then shoot him. As they approached they just kept weapons trained on his chest as he stood before their prize. Though they stopped advancing, just out of range of his blade they noticed, as one stepped forward with a knife held ready and seemed to be waiting for him. Grinning, his teeth clearly visible under his helmet, Cad slid the slowly rechagring shield generator off his arm and throw it aside like his Needler as he gave his blade a spin before crouching down into a fighting stance. Ready to defending this artifact to the end, if he fell he would make it to the Journey for his dedication, if he won he would be able to continue serving The Gods.

Freezing as the humans pointed rifles at her Nas gulped as her pistol shook as she kept trying to keep her aim steady. But the humans didn't fire, instead they just kept their weapons pointed at her as if they didn't want to fire. Better still they didn't shoot Cad...did they want to take them prisoner? Sucking on her teeth a little she slowly moved her pistol back and holstered it as she moved her hands back and held them in front of her as she got up on the rafters. It was just her and Cad now against four humans with guns while they were essentially unarmed...she would take the chance but stayed where she was until the humans did something else.


Results: Cad (Accepting this challenge), Pad(Unconscious), Kop (Unconscious), Nas (Hands visible but still in the rafters.)

[MorpheusDavol]

Loken grasped the blade firmly watching the Kig-Yar shift and move, it would be a interesting battle onward. He shifted his weight dashing forward his blade going for a strike at his forearm, meanwhile his feet shifted as he body leaned to he left his foot extending to the Kig-Yar torso. He knew this was a risky move but if the blade managed to sink into his forearm it would tear apart the muscle, however of he clocked it the force of Loken's leg on his chest could easily send him back cracking a few ribs. 

 Viktor sadly couldn't turn around but he did motion for the Kig-Yar to come down using the latter. He then pointed to her pistol to toss it at them.

[Faclan]

Morpheus:

Thankfully for Nas Cad didn't see her give up and he likely assumed she was just looking for a chance to rain down plasma on them - or more likely that she was dead since she had dropped her rifle. He stood ready as the Human closed in, he could see from his stance that the Human was experienced and also had the confidence that he would win this fight..we'll see about that. Hopping back, tapping into the artifact as he lit up a little, Cad managed to avoid the kick and the stab. Cheeping out a Kig-Yar swear he dashed forward and swung horizontally, aiming at the humans lightly armored stomach, though he kept he weight back in case he needed to dodge - the Crystal blade make quit humming as it was swung.

Nas nodded as she was directed down and quickly moved over the ladder and started to head down it. She didn't see the order to remover her pistol just moved down slowly so she wouldn't appear as a threat. Her breathing was still quick however since she was still rightly terrified about all the guns pointed at her, and also Cads rage that she was giving up - but if there was a chance to live she would take it when they were out numbered and out gunned.


Results: Cad (In a duel), Pad(Unconscious), Kop (Unconscious), Nas (Slowly moving down.)

[MorpheusDavol]

Loken was already leaning away from him due to his previous attack, so his counter would be easy. Dropping to barely one knee, his back turned he watched the blade narrowly miss him. His hand however was shooting up to grab the wrist or forearm of the Kig-Yar. He would try to use the momentum to send the Kig-Yar over him and hopefully send him weapon away from him. However if this move would be pulled off Loken would end up on top, his knee on the beasts arm to pin it.

 Viktor and Kyle waited still fixed on her.

[Faclan]

Morpheus:

Growling as his slice missed Cad started to move forward with the intention of pushing the crouching human over so he could sweep his blade up then stab down right through his spine. Well that was the plan until his sword arm was grabbed. Acking as he was pulled forward against the Human he once more tried to slash with his empty claws but the Human then put his back into it and his lighter frame was yanked over his hips and then offed as he hit the floor. He started to suck in another breath and roll before the human was over him. Growling again he was fortunate he landed on his back so he was able to still slash up toward the humans throat with his sword - his empty hand pinned as well as his chest as his feet kicked a little.

Making it to the bottom of the ladder she faced the wall as she took her pistol off her thigh and slowly set it on the ground before raising her hands up to her shoulder level and slowly turning around. Gulping a little at all the Humans with guns and the state of her Major she waited for the Humans actions...Hopefully it would be her capture, not her execution.


Results: Cad (Being flipped), Pad(Unconscious), Kop (Unconscious), Nas (On the ground with hands up.)

[MorpheusDavol]

Loke head jerked sideways as the blade went across his cheek, however he had to put more weight on the arm of the Kig-Yar most likely making it extremely painful perhaps even cracking or breaking the bone. He quickly dashed his knife into the Beasts forearm with the blade intending to slice horizontally to cut the muscle rendering the hand useless. 

 Kyle moved forward quickly kicking the weapon away from the all, He stepped behind the Kig-Yat bring it's hands behind it's back as he forced it to the ground. He started to tie her hands behind her back with the wire from earlier.

[Faclan]

Morpheus:

Narrowing his eyes as his pinned arm was pressed down Cad was irked that his blade pinged off the helmet of the ODST, and his follow up slash was slow as he twitched in pain as more and more pressure was put on his arm. Though that was soon forgotten about as he squawked loudly in pain as his sword arm was stabbed, his fingers relaxing as his blade fall across his upper chest and rested against it and the floor. The Kig-Yar squirming in pain as he shut his eyes against the pain in his arms, trying to reach for a grenade but both of his arms were completely under the Humans control now. He kept struggling though, not wanting to give up in the presence of The Gods...though there was only so much fight left in him now that he couldn't hold anything as his other forearm gave a crack as it was fractured - more pained screams and squawks coming from him as his helmet fell off his head and onto the floor.

Shutting her eyes as Cad screamed in pain Nas just complied and freely let the Humans take her wrists and shove her to the floor. She didn't resist as she moved her head so she wasn't looking at Cad, not wanting to ruin her chances of living or making it seem like she needed to be fought as well. All she could hope for now was living, as they would be executed back at the Covenant base for failing to protect The Artifact.

Results: Cad (Both arms disabled and squirming under the ODST), Pad (Unconscious), Kop (Unconscious), Nas (On the floor arrested.)

[MorpheusDavol]

Loken applied more pressure on the arm with his leg, he knew this battle was over. Lifting his free hand up he brought it down twice on the Kig-Yars head holding back some so he could knock him out only. If he stopped struggling he would then removing the sword away from him and take the plasma grenades away as well onto his own person. He would then proceed to roll him over and use his own wire he got from the storage room to tie him up. If he was able to do all this he would motion for Marco to carry him then stand up looking at the odd energy weapon on the floor, perhaps he could claim it. Picking it up he examined it before clipping it to his belt. Finally he would then move to the artifact. This would only occurs after he subdued the bird however.

"Let's check the artifact." He called out.

Kyle half dragged/walked the bird over to her knock out comrade to begin to tie up that one as well, meaning the whole squad would be disabled.

[Faclan]

Morpheus:

Still squawking out as the first blow was laid down Cad's head slammed back into the ground as he was quickly silenced, vision swimming as he watched the now blurry shape in front of him rise up again. He could only cheep quietly before he was punched again and lay still, his tongue hanging out the side of his snout as he was flipped over and his arms bound behind his back like the rest of his troops - the entire file surprising alive but it remains to be seen how long that would last as Human Prisoners. The Major dripping some purple blood, from his forearm stab wound, on the ODST and on the floor as he lay there.

Nas kept her head low as she looked at the floor, marched back toward the supply room and away from the Artifact as Cad was secured. She only glanced back once as one of the black armored humans approached the Artifact and it seemed to light up, displaying some holy glyphs that no-one in the building could likely read. But she quickly returned to looking ahead as she was moved.


Results: Cad (Unconscious), Pad (Unconscious), Kop (Unconscious), Nas (Bound up, still awake.)
(So have some kind of congratulatory Squad moment, see if any of them can do anything with the glowy Artifact or just leave it alone till extraction, finish securing and rounding up all the Kig-Yar, and get extracted in your next post I suppose - well done )

[MorpheusDavol]

Loken watched the symbols pop up with intrigue. "Viktor you should see this.." He started as his Squad leader marched over next to Loken. "This is some strange ONI stuff." He looked back to Kyle and Marco "You two round the Kig-Yar and place them in the center, box EM. Make sure there are air holes." He instructed as he nodded walking to the store room to get the boxes.

Viktor radioed in explaining their situation along with the artifact. There ride was inbound. "Congratulations kid, same to all of you! I'm proud of ya'll." Viktor complemented them, giving them a moment of relief.

Loken stepped closer however to examine the artifact, interested in what it was. He felt his hand extending out to touch the artifact but quickly catch himself. "I don't think this thing is will be around for long, ONI will most likely take the prisoners along with the artifact." Loken pointed out walking away from the artifact with Viktor. "Aye. For now Loken just keep a look out, anything else could happen." 

 After waiting a hour the squad was extracted along with the precious cargo, of course ONI came and swept up the artifact along with the prisoners. Some congratulations were said but by the end of the day ONI had taken control of the situation. 

[BetaWülf]

Garatus

Garatus was not pleased as he heard one of his Pack mates cry out then entirely silent, then not long after a heavy thud suggesting another had fallen. Garatus looked down to the Kig-yar before him and kicked it to the side before ruthlessly stomping on the head, blood and brains splattering out from under the tremendous foot of the Jiralhanae Captain. He ripped the shield off of the corpses arm, the hand rolling across the floor as Garatus put the shield over his index and middle fingers of his left hand. He looked around to try and get a view of where his last Pack mate was, and saw the Minor pinned behind a crate as he apparently was attempting to save his already dead brethren.

Garatus aimed his Bruteshot at one of the two Kig-yar, fairly certain it wasn't Cad, and fired a shot aimed for the wall behind it. If the shot worked as planned it would bounce off the wall and explode seconds later at the feet or back of the Kig-yar. Garatus had the Kig-yar shield up so it guarded his face assault while his two hands were still able to operate the Bruteshot, he aimed a shot at the Kig-yar he believed to be Cad as he made his way towards him. Garatus was still a ways away from Cad though, and his shot wasn't carefully aimed and was mostly planned to keep Cad under cover so Garatus could close in and hopefully make the kill.