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Session Log: Open Space; Ascendancy Ventures in Open Space
Topic Started: Friday, 15. August 2014, 20:18 (1,764 Views)
Hjorthorn
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Open Space

Space between destinations. Any events that take place outside of planet's gravitational fields are posted here, as well as events that take place during interplanetary travel.

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The hall terminates in a large chamber, with a main firing range in the centre and three stories of smaller, glass-walled ones on either side. Scion dot the room, immediately opening fire on us. I slam into cover on a balcony wall, peeking over the top regularly to fire at them. At our end of the primary firing range is a large gun mounted on a stand, and at the other end is a large plate of military-grade ship hull armour.
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I tag along with the group, rifle pointed downwards in a safe and tactical position, being a bullpup, the rifle has good handling and is quite short, allowing extended maneuverability.
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I take shots at the scion, using the a wall not far from the gun as cover, scanning the room for more cover to dash too to get closer
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The cloak that the large alien had insisted he bring, despite the assessment of the situation, dropped from his form, revealing his armored form, and the layers of blades and guns that covered said armor. His four hands drew four large hand cannons, that he claimed fired 75 cal rounds.

"Your alliance say anything about weak spots?" He asks as he spins around his cover, firing in a tight cluster at the closest creature. They unnerved him, few things where larger than a Scove, and those things tended to be equally as dangerous.

After discharging eight rounds in about a half second he snaps back to his cover.
"How does one kill a man who harbors no fear?"
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Nelly haphazardly fires her pistol at a Scion, moving to a wall for cover. She then takes shots at them from cover.
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I slowly return to consciousness, my eyes glancing around the dim interior of the Sparta.
But something wasn't right.

Where was everyone?

Perhaps it was the Mission...
The mission?

I swear to myself as I run to grab my armor-vest. "Bastards left me behind!"
I sprint through the corridors, room after room of empty space and plasma burns, running forward to the sound of the guns and battle growing louder and louder as I approach. Mechanical sounds filled my ears- No doubt, some sort of Creature that I had only cursory knowledge of- but the sounds of weapons alerted me to their hostility. It was no matter, though- My two 'Hand Cannons' would make work enough.
Finally busting through the door, I slide into the nearest peice of cover, glancing around the room while unholstering my weapons and assessing the situation just like I had done a hundred times before. Scion flanked the outside of the room as I puzzled in confusion at the creatures, ducking back down and loading my armor-piercing EMP ammo from my ever-present tool-belt, the glow from my pupils providing a small amount of illumination.
"Heh. Perhaps these might give them a treat!"
I spin the Chambers of my twin hand cannons as I begin firing, snapping off five shots in quick succession at a Scion near the right side of the current-level floor. Sliding closer, I fire off several more shots in an attempt to clear the right side of Scion, as I look for a possible way upwards or downwards to the other levels. I glance at the others, waving over in my direction.
"Over here!"

(To give perspective, the size of the Bullets i'm shooting are on par with Shotguns, albeit slightly smaller to fit a very oversized Revolver. The kinetic force of such a round should be enough to hurt a Scion a little bit.)
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My small cloaked and now masked form moved between the legs of others, momentarily jumping off of Glickek's form and stealing one of the numerous knives that hung off his shoulders. I land and look up only to run back behind the large alien screaming "You're kidding me?! What living creature is larger than a Scove?!"

My high pitched voice carried over the Mid-Bass of the gunfire, echoing within the facility. Taking Glickek's lead, I move out of cover to fire a few shots using my modded pistol and move back in after watching the conventional bullets hit.

What am I going to do? I mentally sob.
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Satisfied that everyone was here at last, I figured it was as good a time as any to push forward. Triggering my over-shields, I vault our cover and land on the floor two stories below, rolling to break my fall. As I hoped, this drew their attention and gunfire away from the others a little bit. I sprint for the gun held on a rack in the middle, and grab its handles to use against our foes. Its weight catches me off guard and it slips from my grasp, clattering to the floor. I begin taking hits to my shield. Swearing, I sprint for cover at the side of the hall, whipping out my rifle once more and firing at the Scion at the opposite end of the room. I cast a glance at the squad and notice immediately that three of the squadmembers are using handguns of some kind. Not caring that this 'may not be their kind of battle' or 'they weren't an assault role', I give a few incoherent screams of rage at them and the Scion.

To be honest, we should have really picked up reinforcements before investigating rumours of a Scion attack.

However, the sound of steady resounding thuds draw the attention of the squad. Something very big, and very heavy, was bullrushing down the hall at them.
Edited by Hjorthorn, Thursday, 21. August 2014, 08:57.
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I pull back the charging handle on my rifle and let it snap forward "engaging targets!" I say, peeking slightly over cover and firing a volley at a scion, and quickly going back behind cover. "what the hell's that sound?"
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Dex continues firing, trying to clear the right side. The kick from my twin Hand Cannons throws me slightly off-balance, but it's nothing I couldn't handle. After all, you get used to firing such weapons after a number of decades working as a gun-for-hire.
I duck back behind cover as I reload my Hand Cannons, listening for the noise. "Something Big!", I yell, directed at the other person firing alongside me. "We can clear the right side and move up! Come on!"
I shake my head. Pfah, orders. Never was much of the military type. More aptly, I preferred to give suggestions.
Throwing the thought aside, I begin firing again, carefully aiming shots at Scion- whatever they were- on the right side, attempting to clear it for an advance. Perhaps, I thought, we'd be able to move over and flank them from the side. It'd certainly put off some pressure on the others who are pinned down.
That is, if it worked.
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