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Cat didn't even bother try to reload the shotgun. It was goign to be pointless loss of time since it was a double barrel, she had to snap it open, take out shells, insert new ones, close it and then fire. Too short time to do all that even for her. So as the beast's leg was blown off and Donny went onto the attack and then stagger the thing, opening it for her to hopefully finish it, Cat dropped the axe and grabbed her rifle that she kept on her carrying strap, it took a very simple movement to pull it to bare and then aim it. It was a semi automatic rifle, currently loaded with a number of 5.56 bullets, she dashed forwards to get a good view point to shoot it in the head, jumping over a husk of a car getting a good angle.
She aimed and fired from this close and into the unprotected head and body of the crustation, it shouldn't take too much hits to bring it down, she suspected. She fired one at it's head, then another and another. Methodically and steadily she delivered shot after shot with trained precision. She was a soldier, trained since early childhood to do this and she excelled at it, her incredible senses helping with the act. This was actually a good thing too, if they managed to kill this, they could quickly snap some chunks of the underside and continue down to the tunnels with the pieces of meat. Crab was actually rather tasty treat.
She aimed and fired from this close and into the unprotected head and body of the crustation, it shouldn't take too much hits to bring it down, she suspected. She fired one at it's head, then another and another. Methodically and steadily she delivered shot after shot with trained precision. She was a soldier, trained since early childhood to do this and she excelled at it, her incredible senses helping with the act. This was actually a good thing too, if they managed to kill this, they could quickly snap some chunks of the underside and continue down to the tunnels with the pieces of meat. Crab was actually rather tasty treat.
Everything was going swimmingly while they were traversing the parking lot. She kept her shotgun axe at a high stance, ready to intercept airborn targets, but sadly everything was brought to a rather unpleasant situation when one tried to drop on Donny from presumably the ceiling instead of jumping at him. Luckily his helmet was gonna help while in her case she would have just torn the thing off her head before it could do any substantial damage, he instead shot it. The loud bang echoed in the building even through the howling of hte storm outside and it's winds that were entering through the meriad of openings in the building's shell. Moment's later something burst upwards from the ground and since she was a few steps ahead of Donny, it put it's between the two of them. It was a fucking crab... In that one moment, she cursed Donny in 12 different ways as she turned around and readied for battle.
There were a few ways to deal with the situation. One was to take the charge of the Crab Brute and counter at the moment before it attacks when it raises it's torso and reveals the vulnerable head. Problem was, she was behind it and it was charging somebody else. The other alternative was...
She ran at it from behind, going to it's right side, aiming her shotgun at it. She was close enough for even the slightly warped barrel of the shotgun to shoot right. She aimed at the back right leg. It was a four legged creature, should they cripple even one of those, it's ability to move would be more than halved hell it might not even be able to move at a quarter of it's usual speed depending. She aimed and pulled the first trigger as the shot rang, she maintained expert grip and negated the recoil fast as she reaimed and shot the second shot at the same joint she had shot with the first one. The leg chitin was thinner and the joint especially so. So if she was lucky the hsot should damage the flesh underneath it and maybe even cripple the leg. If not and it continued to charge forward to Donny, she was going to whack it with the axe and sever it for good now that she damaged the chitin.
There were a few ways to deal with the situation. One was to take the charge of the Crab Brute and counter at the moment before it attacks when it raises it's torso and reveals the vulnerable head. Problem was, she was behind it and it was charging somebody else. The other alternative was...
She ran at it from behind, going to it's right side, aiming her shotgun at it. She was close enough for even the slightly warped barrel of the shotgun to shoot right. She aimed at the back right leg. It was a four legged creature, should they cripple even one of those, it's ability to move would be more than halved hell it might not even be able to move at a quarter of it's usual speed depending. She aimed and pulled the first trigger as the shot rang, she maintained expert grip and negated the recoil fast as she reaimed and shot the second shot at the same joint she had shot with the first one. The leg chitin was thinner and the joint especially so. So if she was lucky the hsot should damage the flesh underneath it and maybe even cripple the leg. If not and it continued to charge forward to Donny, she was going to whack it with the axe and sever it for good now that she damaged the chitin.
*drops a shiny gilded coin in the middle of the snare trap*
was gona post earlier, but it was D&D afternoon and all that.
"That they are, don't fire a gun if you could help it..." She nodded in return to him and readied her axe as htey moved onwards. Inside the building, she could hear the rest of the headcrabs around. There were quite a lot of them all around, frankly the staggering considering hte location and she wondered how they maintianed such numbers without a steady supply of food. Yeah ecosystem with these mutant creatures was very weird. She turned to him, placing a finger on her lips to indicate to be very very quiet and indicated the sourndings with it and afterwards she pointed upwards to the concentration of them. Hopefully he got the message that there was a number around them and a lot more up above them.
She waved to get his attention and jestured towards the rank staircase. It was the best way downwards, dropping through the emergency hatch was a way to cause even more noise because well, they'd have to drop and the landing would make noise and waht's more leave htem momentary open for attacks.
She readied her axe well in hand, ready to bat any of the headcrabs off as soon as they jump at her or Donny and she took point because her senses were better, she was used to it. Back in the settlement she usually acted as the scout anyways. She could detect danger before it appeared and act on it. Thus she headed for the stairway.
She waved to get his attention and jestured towards the rank staircase. It was the best way downwards, dropping through the emergency hatch was a way to cause even more noise because well, they'd have to drop and the landing would make noise and waht's more leave htem momentary open for attacks.
She readied her axe well in hand, ready to bat any of the headcrabs off as soon as they jump at her or Donny and she took point because her senses were better, she was used to it. Back in the settlement she usually acted as the scout anyways. She could detect danger before it appeared and act on it. Thus she headed for the stairway.
*sets a snare trap*
Cat was very careful when she had picked up the section of the railing she had tied the rope to and she had held the rope to provide additional stability and sturdiness to the arrangement by being the first one to take the blunt of the pull that Donny's falling body made. She gripped the rope tightly as she felt it try to burn her hands iwth the friction, but she managed to hold in without scraping her palms at the rope. What she hadn't quite expected was the head crab. Well she had expected somethign to show up, just not a head crab.
Being one of the lesser mutant creatures that ahd appeared, she had to wonder what it originated from. She was told that before the end, tehre were these small flea bugs that could still sometimes be foudn in the underground, but honestly because of the general temperatures even underground, most bugs were gone unless they were specifically underground ones or ones that adapted. For all she kenw this thing might be one of those, it didn't matter really though. As it jumped at her, aiming at her head, screeching, she just pulled a very trained move and in a moment's notice her combat knife was in her hand and the knife on the crab's trajectory stabbing it through the grotesque mouth where it was the softest. Luckily there was a blizzard going on and the screetching wasn't going to be heard far. With that crab out of the way she swung her knife to the side, tossing the stabbed thing over the railing and to fall from on high, she returned to helping Danny get up, but this time kept her attention ebtter to the surroundings in case more showed up.
"Just a head crab!" She replied to him." It's taken care of, but don't know how many more are around hte place, so let's hurry up. They aren't too dangerous as long as you avoid having your head eaten." Cat called as she put her effort into helping him climb faster. They had to get to the other side, out of the storm and then head downwards, preferably in relative safety of the undergrounds where thigns couldn't just jump at them from every direction.
Being one of the lesser mutant creatures that ahd appeared, she had to wonder what it originated from. She was told that before the end, tehre were these small flea bugs that could still sometimes be foudn in the underground, but honestly because of the general temperatures even underground, most bugs were gone unless they were specifically underground ones or ones that adapted. For all she kenw this thing might be one of those, it didn't matter really though. As it jumped at her, aiming at her head, screeching, she just pulled a very trained move and in a moment's notice her combat knife was in her hand and the knife on the crab's trajectory stabbing it through the grotesque mouth where it was the softest. Luckily there was a blizzard going on and the screetching wasn't going to be heard far. With that crab out of the way she swung her knife to the side, tossing the stabbed thing over the railing and to fall from on high, she returned to helping Danny get up, but this time kept her attention ebtter to the surroundings in case more showed up.
"Just a head crab!" She replied to him." It's taken care of, but don't know how many more are around hte place, so let's hurry up. They aren't too dangerous as long as you avoid having your head eaten." Cat called as she put her effort into helping him climb faster. They had to get to the other side, out of the storm and then head downwards, preferably in relative safety of the undergrounds where thigns couldn't just jump at them from every direction.
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Amelia Payne Location: Education Center (M) Skills: N/A |  |
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“Good to hear.” Amelia nodded to Chase as they were given the possible weather conditions tomorrow. Rain was nice and all, but good weather was important too. Without it, late afternoon walks by the beach with Riley were not really possible to have and she wanted her strolls.
As the trial resumed and the next witnesses were called for the specific questioning, Amelia’s smile kinda fell apart when she realized what they were going to be talking about, especially with Tati and Jack’s retellings of the events.’ Fuck...’ She groaned inwardly in a rare moment if desire to inwardly curse. People were called, versions were told and eventually it was her own turn to go up there and she really didn’t feel like doing it, but duty was duty and she’d only get in trouble if she didn’t. Not like she had much to say about that event, she was mostly on the sidelines back then and honestly very distracted with inner turmoils and stress. Still when they called her she stood up and moved to testify.
“Well… I honestly didn’t pay too much attention on what happened back then. Like I saw it happening, but my mind was preoccupied with other things at the time to actually realize the details of the happenings. Still and argument was had and a punch was thrown, but I don’t recall Hunter reacting at that point.” She explained. Details were kind of eluding her right now, but she wasn’t quite in the right state of mind back then. She hadn’t even realized what had happened until around the time of the punch.” He spoke out a bit after the punch after the things had started to settle down I think. It wasn’t long a time, but I hadn’t paid that much attention.”
“I wasn’t paying much attention...” She fidgited a little before steeling herself.” Tempers were flaring and it was unnerving me. I was too stressed and on edge at the time to spot any details or make out what was being said. All I know is that once he started his rant, tempers flared all around once more and moments later Beatrice tackled him to the ground and held him there. More words were hand and eventually she let go of him and that was that.”
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Lisa Mason Location: Hospital(B)(J4)Skills: N/a |  |
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Lisa’s attention snapped at the little girl, hearing the last whispers leaving her lips as her eyes closed. She was there with her, she saw it as the little girl finally drew her last breath and the monitor flatlined by them. The monotonous sound filled the room. If Lisa had been holding a book, she’d likely would have dropped it, but since she didn’t she just stood there for a moment. Her eyes darted to the clock on the wall, noting the time.” Sleep peacefully in eternal rest, Lucy.” The woman spoke softly as she caressed the child’s head.” You are certainly at a better place than us now. Hmm, you might even meet Vasilisa and Ivan, hmm?” She muttered, closing her eyes and with a sad smile she pulled her knife.
The pharmacist’s movement was quick and precise as the girl couldn’t struggle after all. It had to happen before the worst fate could arrive. She made sure to be as clean as possible and once the body was secure, the knife cleaned and sheathed she pulled her radio, eyes locked on the girl who look like she might as well be sleeping with that innocent smile on her face. Lisa glanced at the handheld radio for a brief moment before activating it.” Lisa Mason to admin. Lucy has passed away. Time of death...” She proceeded to say the time she had taken once it had happened.” Her body has been secured against turning. I will be in the room waiting for the team.” Lisa finished her report and put the radio away again, before walking over to the monitor and shutting it down, making the room fill with the utter silence like it hadn’t been in a very long time. She turned back to Lucy and gently pulled the blanket over her completely covering the body.
Lisa was smiling, but she wasn’t really happy. She was glad the girl wouldn’t be suffering anymore as it was the only positive about this tragedy. She was smiling yes, but it was hollow. Her eyes fell onto the picture that Lucy drew and named for her, carefully picking it up and holding it to her chest as a few tears ran down her face, but she silently wiped them out, the hollow smile still on her face as she knew this outcome was for the best after all. The girl would have suffered even more if this had continued onwards… her mind knew it, but her heart refused to just accept it silently. She knew the girl, visited her often enough during her cleaning rounds back when she was the intern. After taking a few more moments, she rested back in the chair by the bed.” I guess we can go through another story while we are waiting for the team… What about the one about the ‘Palm sized man with an elbow long beard’?” She spoke quietly to the silence.” There was once in a land far away a man who had 3 sons and 3 daughters...” She began another story in the quietness of the room, wiping a few more tears off her face.
"Don't worry, I'm good at this. Very good. Don't walk ahead until I toss you the rope over." She reassured him as she took the rope and carefully walked forward onto the skyway until she reached the very problematic section. She tapped it with the point of her gun, eyes narrowed and ears strained. Shew as being made deaf by the growing blizzard, but the way the gun hit the ice, made her feel it wasn't secure for certain. All in all this part was a deathtrap.
Finally she took the shotgun axe in one hand and took a few steps back. She crouched her legs lightly before she blasted off forward, with very fast speed, taking the distance to the corner of the damaged part in just a few steps before leaping over with all the grace of a cat like her namesake. Her hand shot out as teh axe head of the axe latched onto the good railing as the ice underneath her gave way. Even while the thing was crumbling underneath her, she pulled herself up and rolled over on the other side, between her and Donny now standing quite the decent hole. She hadn't actually calculated the distance quite right, Cat was pretty sure that she could leap the entire distance without having to rely on the axe if she had to do it again. No way the man was doing it though, especially with all his heavy gear.
Walking a few steps onwards, she chose the most secure part of the railing, and after making sure it wouldn't loosen up or unwrap by chance, she picked a stone, wrapped the other end of the rope around it to give it weigh and hurled it over the gap. The stone prevented the blizzard from blowing it away. Even with that weight it still had altered the throwing trajectory, but she had thrown it with that in mind already to compensate." HERE! How do you want to do this? Secure it on both ends and you crwaling your way over via the rope or you wrapping it around yourself and jumping, with us working together to pull you up afterwards?
Finally she took the shotgun axe in one hand and took a few steps back. She crouched her legs lightly before she blasted off forward, with very fast speed, taking the distance to the corner of the damaged part in just a few steps before leaping over with all the grace of a cat like her namesake. Her hand shot out as teh axe head of the axe latched onto the good railing as the ice underneath her gave way. Even while the thing was crumbling underneath her, she pulled herself up and rolled over on the other side, between her and Donny now standing quite the decent hole. She hadn't actually calculated the distance quite right, Cat was pretty sure that she could leap the entire distance without having to rely on the axe if she had to do it again. No way the man was doing it though, especially with all his heavy gear.
Walking a few steps onwards, she chose the most secure part of the railing, and after making sure it wouldn't loosen up or unwrap by chance, she picked a stone, wrapped the other end of the rope around it to give it weigh and hurled it over the gap. The stone prevented the blizzard from blowing it away. Even with that weight it still had altered the throwing trajectory, but she had thrown it with that in mind already to compensate." HERE! How do you want to do this? Secure it on both ends and you crwaling your way over via the rope or you wrapping it around yourself and jumping, with us working together to pull you up afterwards?
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