Cpt Toellner — Roleplayer Guild

I always hated firefights....

Despite Tanya's assurance, Kesik Bal'uim was still very uncertain just how the faux prisoner exchange would be playing out. All he had was the word of a Human and backup from a drunk Batarian of questionable loyalty. For all he knew, this entire thing could have been an elaborate plot to turn him in. and Kesik had fallen right for it. He began to tense up just as the Asari merc was walking forward, this one is most likely the leader, she should be the first to go down. When his cuffs were released Kesik would get in close, maybe pull a shot off to disable any biotics this merc might have up her sleeve. He could use her body as a shield, or a bartering chip if things got sour.

As the two mercenaries evaporated in an explosion of blood and gore in front of his eyes, Kesik realized that he had much to learn about this Tanya Human. He shot a look at her as he was thrown behind the crates they had been sitting on just earlier, a look that was just as angry as it was curious. But finding a pistol thrusted into his hands, all he could muster was a low grunt, this day is becoming more and more unorthodox. Just as Tanya began to duck down to take cover, Kesik took a firm two-handed grip of the pistol and shot up out of the cover.

Time slowed down as he bent his knees and began to turn, the pistol tight in his hands. One of the many benefits of four eyes was the ability to take in more visual information than most aliens, and a wider line of sight both horizontally and vertically. The first thing he saw was a wave of civilians, either fleeing the hanger or ducking for cover and Kesik hoped that this little stunt wouldn't cost the lives of any innocents. However, these were not your standard pedestrians, these were the people of the Nemean Abyss and they knew how to cope with a standard firefight. Kesik even spotted one of his fellow Batarians behind a support beam, taking pot-shots at one of the Siame grunts with a dusty pistol.

Continuing his sweep, Kesik spotted his first target, Human, thinner than most he had seen, tight-fitting Siame armor, some human-made weapon with a high-end scope on the rail. This was their marksman, excellent. The little pyjack was back-pedaling into one of the corners of the hanger, his eyes darting in every direction, this could be a serious problem if he wasn't taken down right away. Kesik moved his feet into a square stance as he raised the pistol, using his lower eyes to target while his uppers continued the sweep of the area. Two shots center mass to take out the shield, followed by a finisher in the neck. Kesik got the little pest just as he was raising the rifle, and he sent another shot into the merc's exposed armpit, just in case.

Keeping the pistol up, Kesik sighted the other Turian at the airlock of the Salarian ship and took a quick shot at his head. Next was one of the Asari, aiming to the left of his position. Getting their attention on the center of the hanger would open them up for the rest of the team to take the mercs down. Kesik twisted, finally coming back down under the cover just as he heard the all-too-familiar whiz as rounds flew over his head. Leaning against the crate, he looked over to Tanya with a half-smile.

"Your turn."

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