Roy: "I put my pride into my work since it's part of the family tradition. Seeing my ammo hurting its own gun felt like I let myself down."
Longram: @Hastur "Never thought of it if you ask me, folks back at Raven Rock don't put too much focus on that. Mostly it's just us making the best toys and making Earth habitable at any costs."
edited 6th Jun '17 7:13:34 PM by MrKirb
Sandra suddenly jumps into the air and summons her Strikers
, metal wrapping around her long, toned legs. She ignites their engines, their blue flame escaping from the nozzles as she hovers in the air and produces a rifle from one of the many hatches they have.
Sandra: "I'm what the people of my world call a Witch. In addition to being able to fly using these things—"
She looks at her Strikers, which resembles a passing resemblance to a F-22—
Sandra: "I'm also able to manipulate gravity. Like so."
She lets go of her gun, which begins to drop. She raises her hand and it suddenly stops dropping, and then it slowly floats back towards her until she picks it up again.
Sandra: "But I'm more of a healer, so to speak. I'm able to use my magic— and yes, that's how I'm powering these Striker units— to heal people. Both in combat and out of combat. I'm also a trained doctor, though I'm more of a military medic. I'm also a very good shot, and a decent fighter with my hands. But I'm better with my guns."
"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them."Centerpoint Marketplace
Six: -to the lemming- Alchemist and explorer, right?
We've probably got work with us.
-emits a low, clearly impressed whistle at Sandra's Strikers-
Aerial combat medic?
Gun Range
Oliver: I'm gonna try to search the internet. Figure out what happened. Somebody has to know how that proprietary Vinson Dynamics piece of shit works.
-Oliver gets back up, nodding his thanks to Xel-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."(@Six) Hastur: Well, it's not that weird if one puts it another way. Ever heard of geomagnetic storms which interfere with people's health periodically? That's the same with me, but my body is sensible to multiple stars getting in order.
(@Longram) Hastur: Can't blame you and your kind, you people have some urgent issues to deal with. No time for sophisticated development when even trying to not degrade into cavemen is an issue. ~chuckles~
Six: -to Hastur- I've heard of that a couple of times, yeah.
-to Sandra- Effectively, yeah.
SPARTAN-III supersoldier. Genetically augmented to protect humanity. Not really much that I can say beyond the fact I'm good at killing things.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Roy: "Can I tag along for that....I-I am hoping my fears are unfounded."
-*Also notices Zel's shooting. Looking kinda concerned with the big guy's accuracy.*
@Zel "You look kinda like Einar...you two related?"
Longram: @Hastur "With all the tech, you think that Enclave, could you know, make the outsiders' lives better but nope, they decided they themselves should repopulate humanity and no one else. Just like my skill at pissing off people in general."
@Sandra "Used to have a set power armor but it had to be sold off "months" back." *Sighs*
edited 6th Jun '17 7:27:11 PM by MrKirb
Sandra: "Noble Six..."
She had heard of that name before, but she wasn't able to place it.
Sandra: "Ah, where are my manners."
She shakes her head and extends a hand as she lands her strikers and dematerializes them, leaving only the rifle she slung over her shoulder and her holstered pistol.
Sandra: "Captain Sandra Rockfield, United States of Liberion Air Force. 31st Rescue Squadron."
"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them."Centerpoint Marketplace
-Six shakes Sandra's hand with his flesh and blood one, letting the HAZOP helmet in his robot hand lower to his sides-
Six: Lieutenant Commander SPARTAN-B312. United Nations Space Command Army, Special Warfare Group Three.
Pleasure to meet you, Captain.
-It is at this point you may realize Six is still wearing his helmet, and that bright golden visor offers absolutely no idea of the man underneath it-
-Almost like he forgot it was on-
-to Lemmett- Go ahead.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Gun Range
Oliver: Eh. Not really like I'm opening a holographic browser window in front of me like an anime, so... yeah, not really all that obvious, no.
Centerpoint Marketplace
-Six inspects the walls to see if there are any obvious points for Lemmett to grab onto-
edited 6th Jun '17 7:32:19 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."Gun Range
Oliver: Uh...
you are using your sight, right, buddy?
Centerpoint Marketplace
Six: Damn. I don't think you'd be able to climb that wall unless you had friction gear.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."

@Six Lemming: "If you have work for us, yes."
edited 6th Jun '17 7:10:32 PM by Nemtsol
Will make dad jokes for friends.