[center][h3][color=fff79a]Daniel Wilton[/color][/h3][/center]
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A blinking red light hovered in front of him, hazily, Daniel swatted at it, trying to get rid of the annoyance, but his hand just passed through the haze. He shook his head and tried to sit up, finding himself restrained. [i]The hell..?[/i] Then the situation dawned on him. He reached about blindly and yanked open the compartment containing the bottle of 'liquid courage' and yanking out the cork with his teeth, gulping down a burning mouthful. [color=fff79a]"Sorry buddy, I would share if I could."[/color] All around, red alarms were flashing, though the one that had awoken him had a persistent beep- it was the last text communication he had recieved before the signals were jammed.
[color=Fuchsia]Better not get get killed Daniel you've got a promise to keep. Die and I'll some how make you pay.[/color]

The burn of the alcohol in his system and the message brought him back to his senses, rapid recall style. Wilton jerked forward and started flipping switches, demanding diagnostics and putting Magus back under his control. To the best he could tell, the mecha was laying splayed out and mostly intact, excepting the arm laying a sector away in D3. Luckily, Magus's design had kept the damage from spreading down to it's core systems. Tentatively, he reactivated visual sensors and the local navigation, instictively picking up the bottle of alcohol and taking another swig as he realized his position. It was clear that they were cut off from global command, but localized... might get through. He tuned to the localized coms and took a deep breath.

[color=fff79a]"Magus reporting from E3."[/color] Daniel stowed away the bottle of alcohol and cracked his fingers, trying to sound cheerful. [color=fff79a]"Thinks are looking pretty bad over here..."[/color] his voice shook a bit as he turned Magus's head, trying to focus on D5, [color=fff79a]"...I can't make out Rostosov. A sniper took off my arm."[/color] He slowed down and was quiet for a moment. There wasn't much to say. When his voice haltingly came back, it was quieter. [color=fff79a]"There are three CWM's a sector east of me... ...Someone spar with Katya for me when you get back."[/color] Honestly, he wasn't even sure there was someone capable of listening, but it helped to talk. He had to analyze the situation, and figure out what he could do.

The first issue was that he had been shot from far off- there hadn't been any enemies nearby during his initial manuver. South would only take him closer to Mist, and East was death. If he headed directly West he would run into one of the tentacled beasts, which he wasn't certain of their weaponry. North was another such beast. If their movement was at all similar to his own, the best option was to dash to sector C1, which would put him out of range of any medium range weapons from the Cruxi squad and hopefully out of the movement range of the tentacled beasts. Quickly, he set the coords, prepping Magus's boosters and planning his movement patterns. He waited for the last second to have Magus stand, not wanting to draw any attention to the fact that he was alive.

[color=39b54a]>Boosters Ready
>Activate?[/color]

Daniel aimed for a simple manuver, pushing up into almost a racers stance, crouching with his one good arm out for balance, aimed towards sector C1. [color=fff79a]"Activate Boosters."[/color] Magus didn't [i]need[/i] verbal command, but habit does as habit is. As the mecha took off, Daniel glanced at some of the pinned pictures and let the G force push him back in the harness, draining the last of the alcohol.

In a way, it was pointless. Magus was unarmed- the capacitors would take a long time to recharge, as he had drained them all in the inital LEL burst that had gone astray. Temporarily, he should be safe, but it was a checkmate. The beasts in A3 and F1 would have him trapped, even if they couldn't kill him immediately. Squad Sigma couldn't afford to save him, doing so would back the entire squad into the corner. 

He closed his eyes for a moment, smiling to himself. [color=fff79a]"Come and get me, you bastards."[/color] Daniel shakily wiped a tear from the corner of his eye and forced a chuckle. Hopefully he would [i]occupy[/i] the monsters long enough for Squad Sigma to pull ahead.

[hider=Info][color=fff79a]Magus-[/color] [color=0072bc][i]Move:[/i][/color] E3->C1
Capacitor Cooldown: 4-4-4
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