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Zebedee, exhaling a cool breath, ends up emitting a fire. Seeing this, he began to try to exacerbate the chill of the wall he was bound to. At the same time, Taeka slows her heart rate, keeping still and embracing the cold, and allowing what should be frigidity to turn into heat upon her body...
Kaminos continued to mow enemies down, leaving ashes of their remains to blow in the wind as he yelled toward his allies to move into their proper positions.
"'Mmoo'zh! 'Nnoo'ts!" He shouted instinctively in Orc before translating, "Move, now!"
"What more do you want us to learn?" Zebedee said aloud, talking to no one in particular, "Whatever it is... teach me... And let us free!"
He takes another step forward.
"If we have to go through hell again, I'll bear each of their hells... If I'm not meant to be a savior, or even a hero...
Jael kept the helmet on, but was enjoying the atmosphere, especially the faint background music. Even with the distorted microphone of the heavy's suit, it was clear that Jael was an enjoyer of Earth's classics, much like the ones playing in the restaurant, from the humming that harmonized with...
(So sorry I've hardly been active here!)
Zeb remains steadfastly focused on making it through Regnok. Earthquakes, dark reflections... Even if it turned into hell itself, he would force himself to push through.
"Jael Pike. Call sign: 'Gun Show'."
Jael's voice is still heavily distorted by the malfunctioning PA in the helmet, yet the words spoken are understandable.
Taeka and Zeb continue to make their way through, with Zebedee doing his best to send out fire from his person to illuminate and heat up the rest of the group.
Jael turned and hauled Cy and Chrome, hauling one over each shoulder. After all the Heavy had no idea how far along their reboots they were, or just failed to pay attention in the heat of the moment.
Taeka read the text aloud.
"'Look. Never approach the dark. Don't trust what you hear.' I think that's they way we navigate our way through..."
Zebedee raises a brow, replicating something he did when first joined the party. He created a pillar of fire, and sent it in front of the group. If it...
Jael camps outside of the ship slowly, aiming the Tempus Railgun toward where the sound of the individual with the EMP cannon was. Hearing the whirr of the weapon, Jael shot toward the cannon with the railgun to destroy it. After all, leaving the person alive would be beneficial for...
Taeka sprung up and cracked her knuckles. She looked down at her legs, then back up around her. It was starting to feel... not as injured.
Meanwhile, Zebedee used fire in his hands, looking through the markings intently and looking through them. Taeka followed behind and looked at what was...
Jael sat down, and near one of the sides of the ship to try and hear if they were being followed at all. After all, there was nothing wrong with erring on the side of caution.
[JAEL] text log to [everyone]: He was supposed to be executed 15 years ago. After we get what we need, that's long overdue.
Jael began to check suit and weapon battery charges.
[JAEL] chat log to [everyone]: I don't care how he dresses, or even if he eats dog food. If he's a member of the team, he can serve a purpose.
Jael still had the adamantine claws out, just in case there were more of those creatures crawling around.
Jael swiftly stabs the creature in the neck with one arm using adamantine claws, giving a grunt before pulling and ripping off its head. It was grotesque, but hey, the Doctor had something else to study now.
Jael walks toward the vents, railgun in hand before flipping it around and holding it like a club. A snarl could be heard coming from the Heavy, yet still not distinct enough for Jael's gender to be identified by it. This would be to lure out any creature that may be trying to find its way out...
Jael prepared the Tempus Railgun to prepare to blast the creatures. Taking aim, Jael waited until one would rear its ugly head...
Before shooting it clean off.