Operation: Snowblind |
Operation: Snowblind |
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![]() OpSec ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dark Templar Posts: 1324 Joined: 13-December 02 From: Roseburg, OR Member No.: 2 ![]() |
Upon entering the command center of ATHQ, your world seems to be engulfed in a crimson hue from the Alert sirens. behind the primary terminal stand the Iron column of Apocalypse, Claymore. after everyone has arived the sirens drown into the background and the towering hucast speaks in an omniously digital voice.
Welcome Tribe. this is not a Drill. moments ago in the medibay Harbinger regained conciousness long enough to disclose a set of transporter Coordinates. these Coordinates also match the set discovered by Shinoba. Moreover photon activity at the site has increased more than 200% in the last two hours. I shall personaly lead a reconisance squad to the site via dropship to avoid transporter traces. Our Primary objectives are: - Maintain stealth during incertion and Extraction. - Identification and neutralization of all hostile threats. - Search the Facility mainframe for any relevant data. Secondary Objectives being: - Minimize non-hostile casualties. - Investigation of the assault on Harbringer. Volunteers? |
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![]() Nothing but the rain. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Arbiter Caste Posts: 323 Joined: 13-December 02 Member No.: 5 ![]() |
Upon leaving the Apocalypse Bar, Bryn walked with deliberate, unhurried steps to the war room.
As Claymore’s metallic voice echoed over the intercom, she wondered if she was really up for a new mission. She knew she would go regardless of the strange sense of foreboding that clung to her, but paranoia began to take hold as she thought on the long look Rinn had given her before they had left. Were her feelings that apparent? She just hoped that she could overcome her present mental state, in order not to be a liability to the team. As the door to the war room opened, she noted that even given her slow arrival, only Layrinn and Necron were in attendance. On entering the room she was greeted by the sight of Claymore, virtually bristling with impatience. She crossed her arms in front of her, and raised an eyebrow at the massive droid. Through long association, no amount of his robotic bluster could possibly intimidate her. “So, are we planning a trip?” |
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