-Oliver looks down to inspect some of the ichor-covered armor-
Oliver: Yeah. I don't think they were marking their territory. Armor here is covered in the stuff. And there's nobody wearing it. If you're fighting, you don't just shed your armor for no reason.
I think somebody might have eaten whoever was wearing this.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Scipio
-Asagi, the stick you just poked the ichor with starts to...burn away, or dissolve more accurately. What ever this stuff is, it is highly acidic. Oh also there is the sound of a lot of foot prints approaching, quite rapidly too boot, it sounds more like insectoid skittering than humans running though-
Rupert: "I do say, I believe we should start expecting company quite soon."
-Oliver unlimbers his Devotion-
Oliver: I don't think we're gonna need a lab for this. It just melted that stick. Surprised it hasn't melted that armor.
We're not in friend country any more.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Scipio
-Well you asked for them roy, and soon enough you get veritable tidal wave of these ankle biters
◊ spilling out of the tree line to the west of you. They're maybe the size of the basket ball but they're in such large numbers that they're making a 12 feet tall wave of Chitin and teeth tumbling towards you-
Einar: "ok time to run"
-The space marine, rather than readying his weaponry for a dumbass heroic last stand, has opted to grab Rupert the interrogator and Alfred and start running off in the opposite direction of the oncoming swarm.-
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-Oliver notices that Einar is peeling out of town-
Oliver: ...yep, hoof it!
-Oliver and Elena turn around and flee, though Oliver whips an arc grenade behind them as a parting gift to try and buy time-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Scipio
-Fortunately, or unfortunately, if you wanted to continue this plot, three drop pods end up landing ontop of the ripper swarm squishing the entire lot through directly hitting them and the resulting shock waves. Out of them came a few other space marines in the same color as Einar. One guy with a different colored helmet from the others looks at the group-
Space Marine Sgt: "Ok so you lot, good news. The Inquisitor managed to contact us so we're here to finish the mission, and apparently who ever you were here to rescue has already been found. You're free to head leave now so you don't have to walk through the jungle anymore."
-After being roughly told to GTFO, the group is sent back to the station with enough pay to cover the gas and ammo expenses that were used on the mission already-
Back at their house...
-Asagi walks through the door, having a look of disappointment and annoyance. She stalks past Omar, who is sitting on the couch with a nice mug of warm milk watching the news-
Omar: Oh, hello again! Back so soon, friends? Did you all have fun on your outing?
-Asagi goes into her room and gives a roar of great frustration, apparently due to not having been able to shoot anything on her trip to the fun jungle (fun being relative)-
Omar: ...I suppose that answers my question there. I hope you all at least got paid for that trip.
-He ends his one-sided conversation with a long, casual sip from his mug, content as always to be Omar Makram Abdul-Rashid-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)Omar: About the usual amount. A few test explosions here and there to see how shock absorbent several space materials here are. Baru's kept the amount of damage to the walls to a minimum. The only thing that was special was that I saw the oil-scented lady that did not go with you requesting to test her mechanical TAGs against the police. I think it went on for six hours of uninterrupted combat before they literally ran out of steam.
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)Omar: It was for the oni! She made quite a lot of money on bookkeeping that day. I suppose when a place is as tranquil and well-guarded as this one is, a little bit of pointless violence and bravado is what brings people out to watch.
Not that I have room to talk of pointless bravado, mind you. I had to tell the police men that my explosives tests were merely the lighting of fireworks. Very expensive fireworks.
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Asagi: Ewwwww...what IS this stuff?
-She prods the ichor with a stick, since she's learned to carry disposable sticks with her on these missions-
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