Vulkan 707

The Room

*John simply carries Horus into the room, and wordlessly walks off to the bar. He takes a seat, and pours himself some whiskey uncaring of the fighting Merg and Taboo.*
*Sasha is about to explode, but then spots John forgetting about the worthless (in her eyes) quarrel.*
Sasha: John? Is it done?
*John sighs, and hands Sasha her lance he picked up.*
John: Mission accomplished.
*Sasha nods, and can easily tell John is in one of his moods. So he walks out to Lecter, wanting to ask him for more information. Notices Horus is dead, and seems a little pained to see it.*
Sasha: What happened.

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*Gordon's crazy enhanced hearing hears John and the rest of his party walk in. He peaks out from the fridge, and looks up to see Finnick.*
Gordon: Oh look, we meet again! Funny.
*He straightens himself, and leaves the piece of ham with a mechanical device in it in the fridge.*

The Room

*John shrugs, not knowing what to say.*
John: I think so.
*He does his best to help drag Horus, and remains quiet.*

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*Sasha draws her sword, which crackles with energy.*
Sasha: Alright Taboo shut the fuck up, or I will gut you! *She rounds on Merg.* Put that fucking rusty sword away before I break it.
*She turns up the Amperage on her sword, which seems to spit more energy.*

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*Jillian watches Zeta and Vaseragea work on Eustace, and remains silent.*
*When Vaserage leaves she leaves as well, and watches the giant scythe dude leave.*
*She then lights a cigarette, and sits outside where ever the surgery was.*

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*Gordon casually walks into the room, and goes into the kitchen.*
*He looks in the fridge, and starts looking at what is there.*
*After finding a large chunk of ham, he grabs it, and stabs it with a strange mechanical device into it.*

The Room

*John sighs as well, and tries to pull Jilial away from the corpse.*
John: C'mon we need to go now. Lecter help me with this.
*Starts to try, and pick Horus up.*

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*Sasha eyes burn with utter rage, and she stops up to Merg with her sword drawn.*
Sasha: Alright you stupid backwater bitch.
*She tries to grab her crossbow, if she does, she throws it on the ground and stomps on it.*
Sasha: Another stunt like that, and I kill you. Stop being a fucking racist, if she is a slaver you need evidence.

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*A drone appears in front of the room, and prints out Gordon.*
*He smiles, fixes his collar, then walks into the main room.*

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*Jillian notices Vaseraga holding Eustace and Zeta, and decides to follow the trio.*
*She watches from the side, and remains silent.*

The Room

*John sighs at the situation.*
John: He's gone miss, we need to go now. Right now.
*He gently places a hand on Jilial's shoulder, and gradually starts to try to pull her away from the corpse.*

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*Sasha sighs.*
Sasha: Please shut up. Both of you.
*She crosses her arms, and sits silent thinking.*
Sasha: Why don't you both leave each other alone, Taboo doesn't seem to be a slaver. And I am sure Medieval girl isn't a murderer. Both of you calm down, and sit on opposite sides of the bar. If one of you is a slaver or a murderer, I'll deal with it.

The Room

*John slants his eyes at Beatrix.*
John: Sure, cause we totally caused that.
*Grumbles about bitches, and keeps on guard.*

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*Sasha sighs with discontent.*
Sasha: Great.
*She runs forward, and tries to get between the pair.*
Sasha: Both of you stop, and go to opposite sides of the bar. Taboo you really a slaver? Tell the truth, and I will protect you.
*She seems sincere, though if Taboo is a slaver Merg isn't the only one cutting her down.*

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*Jillian sits on the couch, probably finished cleaning her magnum at this point so she decides to spoke a cigarette.*

The Room

*John checks to see if Horus is actually dead, and sighs.*
John: We need to move, now. Lecter do whatever you can to save him.
*He keeps his gun at the ready, looking for any threats.*

*The storm gradually dissipates, though it does take some time.*

The Room

*John's hearing's pretty bad so what Horus says is lost to him.*
John: Just be quiet, we are going to get you back to the room. *He looks at Jilial.* You need to calm down, yelling at him, or shaking his is not going to help. Let's get him back to the room.
*John weakly starts helping Jilial drag Horus back to the room. He looks over at Lecter, and gives a quick glance at his wounds.*
John: Lecter are you okay? We need to move..
*John is no fool, he knows that Vase is probably making a move for the Ledger. He just hopes Sasha is strong enough to deal with him.*

The Room

*John watches, and then looks around for any other threats. He remembers seeing the dragon, and the faceless creature.*
John: Check his vitals, make sure he is still breathing.
*Fails to see Horus's eye open, as he scans for any threats.*

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*Sasha hears the commotion in the other room, and puts down her plate of food.*
Sasha: Trouble.
*Sasha draws her sword, which crackles to life, and heads to the Bar. She walks with purpose, and when she enters she yells in a authoritative voice.*
Sasha: The hell is going on here?

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*Jillian keeps watching Hanna, and sitting on the couch. She hears the fighting, but lets Sasha handle it cause she seems capable.*

The Room

*John clumsily walks to where Horus dropped Sasha's lance, falling over twice due to his equilibrium being thrown off from the scream, and manages to lift it up, and fire at the portal.*
*The white beam of energy cuts through the purple darkness of the portal with ease, causing a large implosion.*
*John pulls off his helm, and looks towards Horus and Jillai.*
John: How's he doing? Christ...
*Blood leaks from both of John's ears, and a vein popped in his right eye causing it to be blood red. On top of that he suffers from a limp given to him by one of the red creatures.*
John: Let's get him back to the room, quick.

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*Sasha doesn't notice Merg, and keeps her frown as she looks at the doctor.*
Sasha: I'm Sasha. Just came here from earth, if you've been there.

The Room

*The praetorian roars in agony, before exploding sending red crystal shards everywhere.*
*A strange red mist perferates the air around it causing anyone without a rebreather to cough.*

*The worm roars as another shot from John punches through one of it's mouth flaps, before Vase spear impales it's side. It makes another long winded screech before collapsing. Slowly the body disintegrates into purple particulates.*

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*Sasha finally gets up from the bar, and goes to the kitchen for some food.*
*She remains quiet, and her eyes dart around for any threat.*