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Seeing that Six's hands got free, No Name wants to fling a blade to the Spartan, but it shatters in his hands after enduring stress.
No Name: Still on my own then.
And so he projects Kanshou and Bakuya once more in an attempt to cut the chain himself while simultaneously running towards the jeep and showering policemen with replicas he flings from mid-air. Hearing Spartan's request, The Nameless Hero then simply projects a composite bow and a quiver of carbon arrows just in front of Six as they land before him with a loud clang.
(@Roy;Albert) Nyaru: That's incredibly interesting. Just as if a herd of sheep would come across a thing they didn't see on their last drive.
Spaced!
In a flash, a composite bow and arrows materialized before the Spartan. As they fell to the floor, Six grasped both of them, slinging the quiver around his back in a movement so fast it was nearly a blur. Unfortunately, his lack of experience with lower technology weapons led to a second elapsing as he drew an arrow and nocked it.
"Not what I was expecting, but it'll work."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Osvald made a short grumble, voicing out his displeasure of the current situation with a simple "This is getting much too crowded.", Anri nudging him in the back with a "Hush, you big baby.", shifting the gear into reverse as the jeep sped in reverse towards the rest of the captives, Lars opening the door and Kakadu tossing another smoke round to cover their approach.
Liman looked behind her and unslung her carbine, giving it to Six. "Safety on the left. Magazine latch in-front of the trigger guard. To load the next one, load the notched end of the drum into the receiver and the motor will do the rest. Sir.", She said succinctly while handing him more of the heavy drum magazine filled with bullets and pulling out her sidearm, an odd-looking pistol with a smaller drum magazine on its front. Seeing Six grabbing a weapon, she pulled back the carbine with a quiet "N-Never mind."
edited 30th Aug '16 6:08:38 PM by f1r3lemon
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-There is no more time to waste helghast, you need to floor it NOW-
-No-Name, and Quartz are just going to have to hop on the back if you want to make it past those doors in time-
Brain Dead
-Guys, do you hear that? It, it sounds like clanking-
Home Invasion
-As soon as that door is opened, a small cloaked entity squeezes by Einar-
-Too small for him to really notice, until she decloaks next to azzie-
-And stares at her-
-But wearing a black and red lab coat, and carrying a black canister with blue lights-
-She just kinda giggles-
???: Heh~ Twinsies~
Spaced
No Name lands on the jeep's roof and finally manages to set his arms free. Shattering his blades again, he reaches to help Quartz as the lizardman tries to get to the jeep and then gets a hold of the surface.
No Name: Finally. Can concentrate properly. Well, time to shake them off. I am the bone of my sword...
As he closes his eyes and starts incanting, a whole barrage of blades appears out of nowhere mid-air and rains from above upon the horde of police droids.
Nyaru quickly turns to the source of the sound.
edited 30th Aug '16 6:16:29 PM by TheRiddleOfCards
After everyone is inside the car, Lars slammed the door close and moved to Osvald's back, giving a simple—
"Move it."
Osvald nodded, and slammed the pedal to the floor, gunning onward with more than a ton of steel, engineering, reinforced glasses and armour plating revving forward from 0 to 40 kilometers an hour in the span of a few seconds. With a brief look back, the private asked— "Where to, sir?"
"Anywhere that is not here.", he calmly replied as the surrounding turned into a blur and the vehicle attempted to smash through the thinnest lines of robot cops.
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-Between the barage of swords, and the incoming jeep, cops are mowed down compleatly-
-And the jeep makes it through the airlock doors, screeching as they scrape the metal on the sides-
-You guys, you have escaped being spaced-
-But given the police captian was staring at you as the doors slamed shut, you feel this wont be the last of it-
Brain Dead
-Its the Fuzz-
-A whole army of them are now in formation around the station-
-Although, once again, they compleatly stop moving when looked at-
Home Invasion
???: Luna~ I am Luna, we have met before, well some of us have~
Any way I have come to bring you this.
-Holds up the canister-
I was hired to steal it, but the guy who hired me to steal it tried to grope me, so I figured I would sell it instead.
-Six relaxes once the jeep gets outside, stowing the bow on his back as he shoulders the more familiar Helghast carbine-
Six: I think we need to get back to the house. Something is very wrong here, and we need to group up if we want to survive.
-spies the Helghast's weaponry-
-to the Helghast- Mind if I borrow one of your rifles?
edited 30th Aug '16 6:25:47 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."

Longram: "Yeah, let's just face the music." *Aims at the door.*