Black Banshee: "Very good harvest this year, lemme tell ya." 
~she looks at Six~
"I'll keep an eye on them, how about you go take care of the objective?"
Roger: "What do ye have in mind?"
Air Team
Nerd#1: Alright, Alright, we get it! >.<
Ground Team
-WINDOW DESTROYED-
-+10 XP *ka-ching!*-
-Meanwhile, the Mech and the meido would notice a big, big column of tanks heading down the runway, closing in for them-
-Checks to make sure there aren't any traps-
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Air Team
-Decimator nods, and heads off to do exactly that-
Sea Team
Dash: We steal that helicopter and use it to carry the prototype out.
-points out the heavy lift chopper-
Ground Team
Pires: [Shit. That's a lot of tanks.]
[Maybe if I dropped smoke and circled around... you have any ideas, miss?]
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
Roger: "...GYAHAHAHA, I like the way ye think, Lass. Let's do it!"
edited 24th Jul '16 3:43:28 PM by LeChuck4
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Sea Team
Dash: C'mon!
-Dash begins heading out to the platform-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
Cool Dude
Joanna: [Not many. I can attempt to spread that smoke out if you think that would be wise.]
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Ground Team
Pires: [If it's possible. I'll head through the back of the hangar, circle around and catch them by surprise.]
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
Cool Dude
Joanna: [Very well. Spread the smoke as best you can.]
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Ground Team
-No traps, just a set of stairs at the end of the room, presumably leading to the control tower-
Sea Team
-Well, as you prepare to exit the lab and get back in the corridor, you can hear a couple guards passing in front of the door-
Air Team
Shenzi: [Shit, the army is sending much more stuff than expected at your buddies down there! Move fast, people!]
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Ground Team
-CHUNKCHUNKCHUNKCHUNKCHUNKCHUNK-
-A line of smoke billows out from the hangar's entrance as Pires then walks the Touro through the back and alongside the row of hangars-
Sea Team
-Dash holds up a hand and waits for them to pass-
Air Team
-Six starts running, searching for the satellite-
Six: [Where's the damn satellite?]
edited 24th Jul '16 3:56:37 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
Roger: ~waits~
-Heads up the stairs, assault rifle in his hands-
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Cool Dude
-Joanna takes a very very deep breath and exhales-
-Her lungs are powerful enough to send the smoke further as it billows out-
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Sea Team
-Well, shit-
-Now the two guards just start conversating and shit-
-Right in the middle of the damn intersection-
-What do-
Air Team
Shenzi: [You are in the satellite right now, just make sure the nerds are under control, there might be more of them around!]
Ground Team
-Well, Albert, you would see that the control tower is actually empty, its previous occupants having apparently left in a hurry-
-You would notice the hangar in the distance from which a wall of smoke comes from, with a column of tanks and a couple helicopters advancing on the front, Pires' Mech walking out the back and taking a chunk of a wall with him in the process-
-And in the room, plenty of different consoles and the like, including one conveniently labeled "Anti-air defenses control" -
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Sea Team
Dash: Hey. Roger. Feel like a stealth kill?
Air Team
Decimator: [When you said "satellite" I wasn't expecting a fucking space station!]
-Decimator keeps moving, firing her gun as necessary to get the nerds to get the fuck down-
Ground Team
-The Touro moves alongside the hangar and swoops around the control tower-
-Flanking is a good tactic, and Abbot Shell #6 rams into the rear of one of the tanks to prove it-
edited 24th Jul '16 4:09:12 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
Roger: ~nods~
Gotta go to bed sorry
-Looks over the "Anti-air defenses control" console-
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The Faker
-Medicine and Lauren are around, now.-
And it's so easy when you're evil... This is the life for me, the Devil tips his hat to me...
-Alright, let's get this thing moving again-
-You've got 30 minutes until we get that plot over with-
~pree-sent~
Cool Dude
-Joanna is still doing her thing-
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-Albert is still looking over the "Anti-air defenses control" console-
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Ground Team
-Well, Albert-
-It's a console-
-it's locked-
-Whatcha gonna do about it-
Sea Team
-Yup, the guards are still standing in front of the door, talking about last night's game-
Air Team
Shenzi: [Okay, that should be enough, just grab the scientists and put them in the shuttle for now.]
-Albert process to solve the age old question (If I have power armor, can I punch though glass with no problem?) by punching the window-
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