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Taerys could only laugh at the absurdity of their predicament as the bugs approached. Ammunition was limited, the walls were already getting to a dangerously terrible state of repair and there was also no way to get out if they got trapped. Well...they were already trapped. At this point it was just a matter of time. Still, if they could get comms back up then there might be a chance of getting out. Odds were against them but then again when weren't they? It wasn't impossible just...highly improbable. First, though, they needed to deal with the things outside.

With a quick glance down at her pistol, then back up at the large insects, she shrugged and took aim. Most likely, her shots weren't going to matter but fighting 1 million of these things was still better than 1 million and 20. Taerys' finger pulled back on the trigger a number of times, each squeeze accompanied by the all too satisfying slump of a dead bug. After she'd burned through her first magazine, she moved towards a section of the wall that was more sparsely guarded and reloaded. She could only imagine what it'd be like if those things got inside.
"Good. We'll get him out of here soon enough." Taerys remarked and nodded at Rennac. When she was told to man the walls, though, she almost laughed. Manning the wall? Taerys was an infiltrator, not an out-and-out soldier. Close range, up-close-and-personal combat was her style. She had a pistol to play with, but nothing else in the gun department. Regardless, she followed the rest of the team up, gritting her teeth at the incessant screeching and wailing. At least they knew that the things were coming. Warning was always better than no warning. That, and it'd hopefully be easy enough to shoot them. If they were this obvious eight their approach then they either don't care, or they're idiots. Probably just that they don't care, but hey. Gotta stay positive! If things got sketchy on the walls, then she was comfortable fighting them face-to-face.
What Varus' armour locking thing reminds me of is in Halo 3 when the Chief crash lands right at the beginning and he's found by Johnson with his armour stiff and completely unable to be moved. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=snufN7YTUTI at about 1:30
Taerys remained still, breathing slowly and deeply as Jackdaw came up to her. Despite the length of time that the Varyx had to deal with her for, she could still feel herself getting aggravated by the human already. Who the hell did she think she was? "Maybe. The colonists call them 'The White Ones'. I still don't know exactly what they are, but I suppose the state of this colony gives you a good idea." She gestured around herself with her hand and paused for a moment, still watching Jack. "And I'm sure your suggestion to open that gate won't go down well. I trust them as little as you do, but we have no choice here. Don't make your first impressions on these people worse than it already is. We were tasked to help them, and that's what we'll do."

Taerys sighed and did her best to ignore Jack for a few moments. She made her way over to the rest of her team and opened her mouth to start conversation with Rennac, but she was immediately silenced with the sight of Varus under Ryder's arm. The Varyx was silent for a moment. "You found him..." Taerys trailed off, eyes locked on Varys. "What's his condition?"
It would be a lie if Taerys said that she wasn't a little confused as to why there was such a massive hurry, but she knew that these people had been surviving here against whatever was out there for a while now. It would be naive and unjustified to question their calls. She was a stranger in a strange land full of people that she didn't know, although she'd been in this same situation so many times in her life that, oddly enough, she knew what she needed to do.

With a hand place loosely around the hilt of one of her knives, Taerys made her way back down the stairs and followed the colonists, albeit staying a bit further behind than usual. If she could help then she would. That's the only way that they were going to survive. Of course, she'd be careful not to extend her helping hand out too far to these colonists; she didn't want them desperately grasping at it when the only thing that would accomplish would be to pull her down with them too. First and foremost, Taerys had loyalty to herself.

The Varyx slowed to a stop as she noticed a commotion up ahead of her at what she presumed to be a gate of sorts. It took a few moments, but as soon as one large, lumbering beast came through she knew who it is. "Put your weapons down." Taerys called out as she walked forwards a little, focusing primarily on Jack. "Radios don't work. I couldn't contact you. Now hurry up and let them close them gate."
Once again, Taerys stood there in silence and watched the assortment of different species near her scrambling around. "Wait! If you seal that off then my team won't be able to get in." The Varyx grabbed the human by the shoulder, turning the man so that he faced her. "They'll be here soon. There's a reason as to why they're on the Argent Dawn." She stepped back a little, taking her hand off his shoulder and put her helmet back on, clicking it into place. "How long can you spare?" She stared straight into the man's eyes with her gaze stoic and unfaltering, though it was impossible to tell underneath the tinted pane of the helmet.
 "We'll find a way, just so long as my team makes it." Taerys replied, staring out into the almost never-ending abyss of impending darkness. She muttered a few curses in Varaxian. The young Varyx wasn't sure exactly what to expect, but she knew that they probably wouldn't be hard to miss. That, and they'd be coming right for the colony anyway. "I found a small opening in a part of the wall, but I doubt anyone larger than me could get through it." She remarked casually. The wall was large enough that a small thing like that wouldn't really make a difference, especially not if It was just going to get hammered down soon anyway.
Taerys took the helmet under her other arm, flexing the other one out slightly. She felt so useless just standing around here. She wasn't used to it at all. Her edginess was only accentuated by the fact that there were so many strangers around her, some of whom were still checking her out every now and then, only to pretend that they weren't looking whenever the Varyx noticed them. Clearly it wasn't just her who was uneasy. "If you've held out for this long, I'm sure we can figure something out before they can get through." Taerys shrugged lightly. "And anyway, everything can die. These things are no exception to that."
Taerys took a moment to follow but eventually did so, albeit rather hesitantly. She took note of the surroundings once again. Everything here seemed very much patchwork in nature; it was all clearly done quickly and without much notice at all. How could they have been so ill-prepared for something like this? "Maybe now you can tell me about what you're all so afraid of." The Varyx stood and watched the flare rise for a few seconds before turning her attention to the bleak, ever-darkening horizon. Her ears twitched a little and she shifted uncomfortably on her feet. There was an eerie sort of foreboding in the air. She could feel it.
Taerys stood for a moment or two, considering what had just been said. "I have a job to do. I need to contact them. They're in the dark right now." She stated matter-of-factly, stepping forward. It was only now that she really noticed the variety of different races standing before her, not just humans. Still, she wasn't going to be trusting any of them yet. "So, it's in both our interests to get this over with. If my team don't make it, you don't either. They'll know what to do when they get to us." She remarked simply.

She knew that her words were blunt and to-the-point. She wasn't sure whether that would go down well with everyone here, but time was of the essence. Every second they wasted was a second less that they had to live. The Varyx brought her right hand up to her neck, pressing a few buttons on the side of her helmet. A few audible clicks later, and she lifted her helmet off of her head and tucked it under her arm, glad to have a moment outside of that cramped space. She turned her attention back to the man nearest the front. "Any suggestions?"
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