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exsilium MODS ([personal profile] initiates) wrote in [community profile] exsiliumlogs2013-09-18 10:20 pm
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OPERATION SEXY MARIO: CONCLUSION

Date & Time: Sept 19th
Location: The UE Holding Compound, and surrounding area.
Characters: Anyone being rescued, doing the rescuing, or doing the distracting.
Summary: There have been some slackers freeloading off the UE for the past couple weeks or so, so let's go drag them home.
Warnings: Likely violence! Let a mod know if we should update this.

Those meant for distraction and those meant for rescue alike are both loaded onto the same stolen highspeed train. It's a great distance to cover, but the train manages in just under two hours, and deposits both groups three miles from the Holding Compound — a desolate and cold area, with rocky, uneven ground, small but jagged hills well-scattered and covered in scraggly trees — and there they part ways.

The diversion is sent away north, to draw United Earth attention and aggression upward, further into the continent, while the rescue team takes a much slower and quieter route to approach the Compound from the south, closest to Exsilium. The rescue team's orders are to wait a full half hour, to be sure that all forces who can be drawn out of the Compound to meet the sudden onslaught from the north will have already left.

The diversion team won't have an easy job of it. The soldiers are heavily armed, and trained to fight to the death before they surrender. They're grouped in organized squadrons, about 20 in each, and seem to outnumber Transports by three to one. Scattered throughout these soldiers are the Masked, the UE's special forces. These soldiers strike with a deadly precision, enhanced speed and strength, and highly advanced weaponry. Also, oddly enough, they seem to have a few smaller members among them, standing about 4 feet tall, and wielding strange powers… Those familiar with the powers of their kidnapped friends may see distinct similarities.

The Compound itself, when the rescue team makes their way in, will be very quiet. All prisoners had been forced into locked rooms (together or separately — whatever was most convenient) before the soldiers had left to face the encroaching threat. There are still personnel left to man the base, of course, and a few of them are armed soldiers — but for the most part it's scientists and researchers. Careful, though. Even scientists and researchers are perfectly capable of sounding the alarm to bring back the armed threats.

Once everyone is out of the Compound, the train will begin running a return trip. It will be kept as long as possible, while the distraction teams sneak back from the battlefield in small groups, but it can't wait forever. Those on the battlefield for the longest, the hardest hitters or the most dedicated fighters, might just have to find another way home. So… any Transports with relocation abilities feel like lending a hand?
concealingeyes: (pic#6706699)

[personal profile] concealingeyes 2013-09-20 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Kido always thought snipers in movies looked so cool. So she tries to both listen to Rosette and keep that calm, focused mental image of a cool gang member on a rooftop. It's not like she's killing them anyway...

She positions herself and shifts until she feels comfortable as she looks down the scope.]


...Ah, okay, this feels good.
hyanaimne: Magic. (Default)

[personal profile] hyanaimne 2013-09-20 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Tempest finds it's cute. Like a ferocious kitten (no offense).

As for the question, she laughs a bit and rubs at her face, tiredly]


My face hurts less.
limitstorm: (ღ stern; ❝that much stronger.❞)

[personal profile] limitstorm 2013-09-20 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ defensively; ]

No.

[ he'll heal it by himself when he's gotten his strength back... which might take a few days, by the way he can barely keep his eyes open. ]
crocodilesmiles: (☇ smile and duck down your head)

1/something

[personal profile] crocodilesmiles 2013-09-20 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
( Oh good, things went quiet again -- )
crocodilesmiles: (☇ glance down and purse lips - aaah)

[personal profile] crocodilesmiles 2013-09-20 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
( She jerks after the door slams agains the wall, curling her upper body closer in on itself. God, can't they just knock like a -- )
crocodilesmiles: (☇ looking away while hesitating)

[personal profile] crocodilesmiles 2013-09-20 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
( -- normal... person... )
falla: (pic#6714445)

[personal profile] falla 2013-09-20 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ Charlie herself isn't entirely sure she's got the intimidating act done, actually. She wouldn't tell her that of course.

She turns to get a look at her face. Uh-huh.
]

Looks good t-to me.

[ And she was going to tease her by saying it was "pretty", but Charlie is too self conscious to do that. ]
reconnaissance: (☯ which we've known)

[personal profile] reconnaissance 2013-09-20 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Uh. ( A frown, as she rubs her forehead, tries to grasp names. It was easier, she thinks, when there were only five of them, only four others to keep track of and work with and worry about, but then everyone here was sort of different. You had more people to watch your back, and she turns back to the compound with a frown. )

How much would you kick my arse if I wanted to go back in there and look for people? ( Not that she wants to, but the thought of leaving people behind-- ) Have you seen Nate?
crocodilesmiles: (☇ curious glance over shoulder)

[personal profile] crocodilesmiles 2013-09-20 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
( Collette pulls the pillow off her head. Slowly, she looks over her shoulder at the person standing in the doorway. )

... Huh?
crocodilesmiles: (☇ happy inquisitive smile)

[personal profile] crocodilesmiles 2013-09-20 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
Break!

( She exclaims, still sounding thick tongued to her own ears. Ugh. Collette swallows, pushing herself over a little from the side facing away from the door toward her back. )
thephix: max - gratuitous black and white icon (lurking in the dark is someone)

guess

[personal profile] thephix 2013-09-20 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[As it turns out, barely eating for a week isn't conducive to breaking out of a prison. It was a risk she knew she was taking, but had decided that the potential for them drugging her was worse than being less efficient in a fight.

She doesn't regret that decision, but she's hardly pleased at how difficult it is to take down a single soldier. She managed to knock the tranquilizer away, at least, but he's got her shoved against a wall as he tries to cuff her and she tries to break his hold.]


Get off!

[She doubts he'll listen, but it's kind of automatic to just shout at people.]
hyanaimne: You are king in your imagination. (Lle naa haran e' nausalle.)

[personal profile] hyanaimne 2013-09-20 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
One of the soldiers punched me in the face.

[she turns a bit, so Charlie can see the black eye she's sporting on the other side] I do not think I have ever been punched in the face before.
crocodilesmiles: (☇ neutral expression and question)

[personal profile] crocodilesmiles 2013-09-20 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
( WAIT. Two days ago people came in, and got tossed in with the rest. But no... surely Break wasn't that stupid. Which clearly meant...! )
justgo: (wenт oυт weѕт only тo ғιnd)

a.

[personal profile] justgo 2013-09-20 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
That's a hell of a thing.

[Not subtle, but hey. She finds the ride more anxiety-inducing than anything hence why she's been walking the cars, trying to find familiar faces. This one? While it's new (as far Tess knows), the guy (girl?) is something else.]
crocodilesmiles: (☇ smile in a way not all heartfelt)

done

[personal profile] crocodilesmiles 2013-09-20 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
This better not be a -- a dream, or a hallucination! I'm so talking to management if it is. Talking to them big time!

( Her eyes prick a bit, but that's just stupid. Collette rubs at them with the back of one hand. It's not like it'd be the first dream she'd had like this, in the last few days. She reaches out to pinch her arm while keeping her eyes on Break.

Don't disappear. Please, be actually real! )
irritating: (✗ -- BRING IT)

distraction!

[personal profile] irritating 2013-09-20 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
one; ota!

[ It was pretty clear that Apollo was in her element here, if the delighted look on her face as she went about beating the shit out of the designated enemies is anything to go by. Even when she encountered a soldier whose arm she broke while simultaneously smashing his face into a wall only to then execute him point blank with one of her two pistols, her reaction was an almost disturbingly excited one. ] Holy FUCK did you see that?! Puttin' these fucks in their goddamn place!

[ Accompanying Apollo in the fray was her monster dog - all black, all muscle, well over two hundred pounds and just as much of a bloodied brute as his master. He was smart too, clearly understanding who his enemies were and fiercely ripping out and off the throats and heads of the fallen that hadn't been fatally hit. He even went so far as to actually help other Transports by chomping, snarling and charging soldiers who were about to attack them, especially if it looked like the Transport wasn't going to be able to block or evade. ]

two; closed to ashraf the moron rescuer

[ Apparently time flies when you're on a killing spree because whoops there went the train and this moron was still there punching out teeth and shooting faces. It was a number of brutal kills after the train's departure that she even got the chance to step back from the murderous mess and catch her breath to even realize there had been a train departure at all. And once she did, she was not exactly happy. ] You MOTHERFUCKERS, yeah go on back without me! It's fuckin' cool! I'll just - [ She paused then to shoot a nearby soldier in the skull with only the quickest of glances first to aim. ] - kill the rest of the dicks here myself! Not a problem!
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[personal profile] affectate 2013-09-20 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
-- Oh, Miss Tess! Are you all right?

[She makes a little mental note of the way Tess is breathing, the shape of her lips, the furrowing of her brow. Just in case she asks why she's asking, but really, it's nothing but a greeting. This was a war, wasn't it?

So it's only appropriate to ask if someone's still alive. Even if she doesn't care that much.

Does she?]
soul_sister: (We'll figure that out later)

[personal profile] soul_sister 2013-09-20 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
[The hoodie really rounds it out, actually.

She lays down next to Kido, squinting down across the battlefield. Sniping was never Rosette's particular strong suit. It took far more patience than she'd ever had. But she remembered the missions, the lessons and the movements by heart.]


There's a small cluster around an armored car by the north wall and advancing. Follow them with your scope, keep just a bit ahead, and breath deeply and slowly.
substitutable: (pic#6211978)

the worst people tbh christopher omg

[personal profile] substitutable 2013-09-20 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Red. Red. Red. Red. There were two different kinds of red he knew -- reds he liked, like the color of his jacket and the color of Ayano's scarf, and there were reds he disliked, like the blood that she must've spilled that day and the color of the dan members' creepy eyes and the color of the blood spilling from the scientists Christopher and Erika were killing, like the color of the blood that splattered Erika's dress.

And Shintaro finds his feet glued to the ground, eyes wide as he stares in horror at the massacre he wasn't expecting to see nor desired to. He had wanted to avoid it. They were enemies, certainly, but where was the need to kill when it could have been avoided had them simply run away? He'd wanted to avoid seeing death more than anything -- he didn't even like hospitals -- and now he's sure he'll never get the sight out of his head. He raises a hand to his mouth to press against it, willing the bile to go down and not make him choke so he can squeeze out words.

He holds his breath then gasps for air and swings his arm forcefully to unfreeze his body.]


-- Safe?! What the hell are you two doing?!
soul_sister: (It's not like I like you or anything)

[personal profile] soul_sister 2013-09-20 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Definitely a concussion. She had to get her to a medic as soon as possible... and she hadn't even found the rest of their group. Allowing her to walk was out of the question too, especially if there were any more guards.

Without preamble or warning, she reaches down and scoops up Maya, holding her aloft in dashing princess style.]


Don't worry about it. I'll take care of things from here.
transgressed: (OATH » that fallen souls might bear)

[personal profile] transgressed 2013-09-20 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
[She looks a little surprised, taken aback more like...but then she shrugs. Fang is not one for magnanimity, not even on a good day. And this is not a good day.]

That so? Well, suit yourself, kid. [She taps her fingers against her thigh, and then adds:] You're not gonna conk out on me again, are you?
pilot: (and that's why you always leave a note.)

[personal profile] pilot 2013-09-20 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
What do you think I'm trying to—do?! Damn this—! Get back! Move back!

[ he'd been told to be quiet. han solo doesn't do quiet. he's gonna shoot the door open and he was never invited to another rescue again. ]
maddeninghatter: so you can walk in the light (I'd rather leave you in the dark)

1/2

[personal profile] maddeninghatter 2013-09-20 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ He has been spending all day opening doors. Exclamations of joy, and he leaves the door open. Anything else and...

Well.

But this voice, this is what he has been particularly seeking. The mad light goes out of his eye, replaced by-- ]


You--

[ Several swift steps and then he's down on one knee, by her side, one hand reaching out to touch her hair as if to prove that she's real. ]
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[personal profile] paraleyes 2013-09-20 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
[There are tears forming in the corners of her eyes and her chest is tight, but neither of those things are really important at the moment. Right here, right now, Mary is absolutely necessary and of the utmost importance for their mission to succeed (just like last time, in the department store at home), and she absolutely can not screw this up.

No, she refuses to. She wants to be useful? She can start here, where she was before, and work her way up.

So she nods in kind, to both Kido and Momo.]


I'm ready, Kido.

[There's a slight, slight pause before she adds ]

It'll be okay.
maddeninghatter: (you don't say)

[personal profile] maddeninghatter 2013-09-20 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
--need to dump that useless moron, honestlyyyyy~!

[ Was that the beginning of a caress? Haha no, it's a forehead flick. ]