Col. Rebecca Stonebridge
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
KDF; Instructor
Posts: 280
Registered: Feb 11, 2012 20:56:58 GMT -6
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Jul 24, 2012 2:22:21 GMT -6
Hearing an explosion followed by gunfire, she sprinted towards the location as she reached into her pack as she began tossing out smoke grenades before placing her rifle on single shot. Firing a bullet into the nearest Centurion head, Moving onto the next one, she rolled into several smoke grenades forward before shoving a few blocks of G-4 into a Centurion before moving back as she detonated the blocks. Switching to cluster fire, she took her time as she put a few bullets in each Centurion making a small path; reloading as she yelled down to Greer, "Sergeant Greer, this way, move your ass now!"
Popping off flares to give some light to the smoke as she fired on Centurions once more as she stood her ground, switching to thermal as she killed a Six who apparently didn't even see her before reloading once more knowing she has only 2 more magazines left before she switches to her pistol.
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Gen. Jack Thrax
Terran Defense Forces
Freelancer
KDF
Posts: 479
Registered: Jul 13, 2012 15:21:51 GMT -6
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Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Jul 24, 2012 3:19:43 GMT -6
Reemerging from a series of jumps, Jack turned to his tactical pad as he noticed Michael was still bleeding out pretty bad as he headed for the Basestar. Opening the flaps on the canopy, he flew into the hanger bay as he lowered down the landing gear and letting the ship take over as he unstrapped from his seat as he pulled off his helmet before helping Michael up. Feeling it settle down, he opened the canopy as he dragged Michael out and using his robotic hand as he ripped open the suit; noticing the wound was a bit bigger than what he expected.
Pulling out a med kit, he injected morphine into him as he pulled a piece of the sword that went into him as he started repairing the tissues and soon was stitching the skin. Placing a few bandages on the wound, he strapped them down as he pulled off Michael's helmet; "One thing about us Thrax's is we're too damn arrogant."
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number8boomer
Cylon
Number Eight
By your command. Chief?........
Posts: 14
Registered: Jul 7, 2012 12:19:59 GMT -6
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Post by number8boomer on Jul 24, 2012 12:13:42 GMT -6
Watching the carnage from her hiding place, Boomer tries to remain quiet and unseen, these humans will pay for this, they will never see it coming................................
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GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer
Colonial Marines
Colonial Marines-SpecOps
Till my last mag
Posts: 171
Registered: Dec 11, 2011 19:26:29 GMT -6
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Post by GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer on Jul 24, 2012 15:09:30 GMT -6
Hearing an explosion followed by gunfire, she sprinted towards the location as she reached into her pack as she began tossing out smoke grenades before placing her rifle on single shot. Firing a bullet into the nearest Centurion head, Moving onto the next one, she rolled into several smoke grenades forward before shoving a few blocks of G-4 into a Centurion before moving back as she detonated the blocks. Switching to cluster fire, she took her time as she put a few bullets in each Centurion making a small path; reloading as she yelled down to Greer, "Sergeant Greer, this way, move your ass now!" Popping off flares to give some light to the smoke as she fired on Centurions once more as she stood her ground, switching to thermal as she killed a Six who apparently didn't even see her before reloading once more knowing she has only 2 more magazines left before she switches to her pistol. "that's our ticket home lets move marines" he started backwards covering his marines retreat down the corridor, three more clankers hit the ground as he sprayed into their positions. "reloading" he took cover as Burtof suppressed the remaining cylons. he jammed in another drum clip and resumed the cover retreat a minute later they caught up with long shot. "have you seen the captain i lost her when this trash can jumped away" he put some more rounds down range making the advancing cylons take cover.
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Col. Rebecca Stonebridge
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
KDF; Instructor
Posts: 280
Registered: Feb 11, 2012 20:56:58 GMT -6
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Jul 24, 2012 17:35:32 GMT -6
Hearing an explosion followed by gunfire, she sprinted towards the location as she reached into her pack as she began tossing out smoke grenades before placing her rifle on single shot. Firing a bullet into the nearest Centurion head, Moving onto the next one, she rolled into several smoke grenades forward before shoving a few blocks of G-4 into a Centurion before moving back as she detonated the blocks. Switching to cluster fire, she took her time as she put a few bullets in each Centurion making a small path; reloading as she yelled down to Greer, "Sergeant Greer, this way, move your ass now!" Popping off flares to give some light to the smoke as she fired on Centurions once more as she stood her ground, switching to thermal as she killed a Six who apparently didn't even see her before reloading once more knowing she has only 2 more magazines left before she switches to her pistol. "that's our ticket home lets move marines" he started backwards covering his marines retreat down the corridor, three more clankers hit the ground as he sprayed into their positions. "reloading" he took cover as Burtof suppressed the remaining cylons. he jammed in another drum clip and resumed the cover retreat a minute later they caught up with long shot. "have you seen the captain i lost her when this trash can jumped away" he put some more rounds down range making the advancing cylons take cover. Reloading she pushed the Marines back as she set down her last 4 blocks of G-4 onto the wall before tackling Greer to the ground as she detonated the corridor. Bringing the upper deck down onto the Centurions and blocking the route as she got up to help Greer up, replacing her magazine as she turned to him; "The Captain was kidnapped by the Cylons but Michael and a friend of his rescued her. They're sitting on the upper hanger deck pad, I can show you to them but the men in the CCC can lock down this sector and eject them into space." Flipping the safety back on her rifle as she started down the corridor with her vest light on, "We are in the process of evacuating the 103 of any Colonial personnel and moving everyone over to the Galactica. We found her adrift and believe we can build a temporary FTL drive to get her back to Terra," keeping her rifle down as she waited for them to catch up.
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Jul 24, 2012 18:19:50 GMT -6
Images flashed through the Captain's mind. Suffocation, and then shocking. Her eyes fluttered open, glancing around at the surroundings. She'd passed out, and now had no idea where she was. Although, it was better than being strapped down to a table, she remembered that much.... Hazel eyes looked over to see a person, someone she'd never seen before, beside Michael. Sam placed a hand over her chest, still feeling the pain from the electric shocks. There would no doubt be bruising, she thought.
Keeping her focus on the man next to Michael, Sam asked, "Who are you, and where are we?" The past few days kept playing over and over in her head as she waited for an answer, still remembering to ask Michael what it was he wanted to talk about.
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Gen. Jack Thrax
Terran Defense Forces
Freelancer
KDF
Posts: 479
Registered: Jul 13, 2012 15:21:51 GMT -6
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Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Jul 24, 2012 19:00:27 GMT -6
Images flashed through the Captain's mind. Suffocation, and then shocking. Her eyes fluttered open, glancing around at the surroundings. She'd passed out, and now had no idea where she was. Although, it was better than being strapped down to a table, she remembered that much.... Hazel eyes looked over to see a person, someone she'd never seen before, beside Michael. Sam placed a hand over her chest, still feeling the pain from the electric shocks. There would no doubt be bruising, she thought. Keeping her focus on the man next to Michael, Sam asked, "Who are you, and where are we?" The past few days kept playing over and over in her head as she waited for an answer, still remembering to ask Michael what it was he wanted to talk about. Undoing his own suit of armor as he placed it down into an empty crate before turning to her, good chances are Michael has never said a word to her about him considering only till recently he was a criminal; "Jack Thrax, me and Michael are brothers short of a small falling out we've been close even before our days in the military," placing a combat glove over his other hand as he started tossing Michael's armor aside. Turning to her as he unzipped his medical kit, "We're onboard the 103, it was Michael's call considering he was still bleeding out from a fight with the Ha La Tha. Alex put a blood debt on us meaning the Ha La Tha is paying billions of credits for not just our heads but for Terran Intelligence," pausing as he slipped on his cap as he noticed Michael waking up, "once everyone is off the ship, we'll be going over to the Galactica and from there bring her back home."
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jul 24, 2012 19:53:36 GMT -6
Getting up as he kept his hand over his wound as he stumbled a bit before falling back onto the nose of the raider, "Jack, make contact with Rebecca and get us an ETA on the evacuation; " picking up his jacket as he applied a bandage before zipping up his jacket followed by zipping up his vest. Keeping his hand down on his side, he found something in the raider program to pressurize the cockpit as he activated it before stashing his tactical pad inside his vest.
Turning to Sam as he did hesitate to kiss her as he missed her dearly even more knew he couldn't operate without her as he pulled away but stayed within lips range.
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GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer
Colonial Marines
Colonial Marines-SpecOps
Till my last mag
Posts: 171
Registered: Dec 11, 2011 19:26:29 GMT -6
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Post by GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer on Jul 24, 2012 20:35:24 GMT -6
"that's our ticket home lets move marines" he started backwards covering his marines retreat down the corridor, three more clankers hit the ground as he sprayed into their positions. "reloading" he took cover as Burtof suppressed the remaining cylons. he jammed in another drum clip and resumed the cover retreat a minute later they caught up with long shot. "have you seen the captain i lost her when this trash can jumped away" he put some more rounds down range making the advancing cylons take cover. Reloading she pushed the Marines back as she set down her last 4 blocks of G-4 onto the wall before tackling Greer to the ground as she detonated the corridor. Bringing the upper deck down onto the Centurions and blocking the route as she got up to help Greer up, replacing her magazine as she turned to him; "The Captain was kidnapped by the Cylons but Michael and a friend of his rescued her. They're sitting on the upper hanger deck pad, I can show you to them but the men in the CCC can lock down this sector and eject them into space." Flipping the safety back on her rifle as she started down the corridor with her vest light on, "We are in the process of evacuating the 103 of any Colonial personnel and moving everyone over to the Galactica. We found her adrift and believe we can build a temporary FTL drive to get her back to Terra," keeping her rifle down as she waited for them to catch up. "well lets not waist time" he took a last look back, for a minute he thought he saw an 8 out of the corner of his eye, he shook the image away, slung the ammunition bag over his shoulder and ran off towards long shot and the other.
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Col. Rebecca Stonebridge
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
KDF; Instructor
Posts: 280
Registered: Feb 11, 2012 20:56:58 GMT -6
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Jul 24, 2012 21:22:16 GMT -6
Reloading she pushed the Marines back as she set down her last 4 blocks of G-4 onto the wall before tackling Greer to the ground as she detonated the corridor. Bringing the upper deck down onto the Centurions and blocking the route as she got up to help Greer up, replacing her magazine as she turned to him; "The Captain was kidnapped by the Cylons but Michael and a friend of his rescued her. They're sitting on the upper hanger deck pad, I can show you to them but the men in the CCC can lock down this sector and eject them into space." Flipping the safety back on her rifle as she started down the corridor with her vest light on, "We are in the process of evacuating the 103 of any Colonial personnel and moving everyone over to the Galactica. We found her adrift and believe we can build a temporary FTL drive to get her back to Terra," keeping her rifle down as she waited for them to catch up. "well lets not waist time" he took a last look back, for a minute he thought he saw an 8 out of the corner of his eye, he shook the image away, slung the ammunition bag over his shoulder and ran off towards long shot and the other. Running through the corridor, she noticed Jack in his black fatigues as he handed her a radio as he whispered to her before she turned to Greer; "Most of the raptors had evacuated including the shuttles but there is one ride on the upper hanger deck pad though it may be a bit uncomfortable." Having Jack lead the way, she pulled back till Greer's last man ran past her as she took up the rear; spotting a few Centurions as they slipped past them.
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Jul 24, 2012 22:18:57 GMT -6
Getting up as he kept his hand over his wound as he stumbled a bit before falling back onto the nose of the raider, "Jack, make contact with Rebecca and get us an ETA on the evacuation; " picking up his jacket as he applied a bandage before zipping up his jacket followed by zipping up his vest. Keeping his hand down on his side, he found something in the raider program to pressurize the cockpit as he activated it before stashing his tactical pad inside his vest. Turning to Sam as he did hesitate to kiss her as he missed her dearly even more knew he couldn't operate without her as he pulled away but stayed within lips range. Sam reached up to rub her temples, raising an eyebrow curiously as to why Michael had pulled back. She wondered if it had something to do with the tension after they'd all left Terra. Shrugging it off, she glanced down at his side. "We should be getting out of here soon, hopefully. We'll get a doctor to look at that." She watched Jack leave before looking back at Michael. He'd never mentioned anything about a brother, and she wondered why. Either he didn't care enough to, or... "So ... you have a brother?" The words came out slightly slurred. It hurt to move, and she vowed to one day make sure the Seven got what was coming to him. Anyone that could do that to a former friend... Sam twiddled her thumbs as they waited for the others to return. She couldn't believe what Jack had said either, something about the Galactica? That ship had been lost long ago. "You said you had something to talk to me about. What was it?" she asked, hazel eyes staring back at Michael.
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Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
Bravo Squad; KDF
Posts: 640
Registered: Feb 17, 2012 5:43:19 GMT -6
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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Jul 24, 2012 22:20:21 GMT -6
Standing in the CIC, Thomas glanced over his tactical pad over the message that Michael had sent him stating that the raider could jump the Galactica but it could burn out its drive. Even more, another subject caught his eye one which he knew was due to come, the Ha La Tha had declared war on them; if they denied Terran Intelligence operatives die but if they accept then they have a clear chance on winning. Sending back a single message that he knew would send them into battle not against Cylons but against some of their own, against Taurons who had fought them since the beginning; 'Victory' for he knew with that single word that they would win even more that it was going to be bloody on both sides but this was their secret war.
Crossing his arms as he turned to the Colonial Marines that started manning the systems, "Take aim at the 103 with the forward salvos and standby to fire," peering up at the Dradis as he brought the ship around to get a great angle at the Basestar.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jul 24, 2012 22:40:53 GMT -6
Getting up as he kept his hand over his wound as he stumbled a bit before falling back onto the nose of the raider, "Jack, make contact with Rebecca and get us an ETA on the evacuation; " picking up his jacket as he applied a bandage before zipping up his jacket followed by zipping up his vest. Keeping his hand down on his side, he found something in the raider program to pressurize the cockpit as he activated it before stashing his tactical pad inside his vest. Turning to Sam as he did hesitate to kiss her as he missed her dearly even more knew he couldn't operate without her as he pulled away but stayed within lips range. Sam reached up to rub her temples, raising an eyebrow curiously as to why Michael had pulled back. She wondered if it had something to do with the tension after they'd all left Terra. Shrugging it off, she glanced down at his side. "We should be getting out of here soon, hopefully. We'll get a doctor to look at that." She watched Jack leave before looking back at Michael. He'd never mentioned anything about a brother, and she wondered why. Either he didn't care enough to, or... "So ... you have a brother?" The words came out slightly slurred. It hurt to move, and she vowed to one day make sure the Seven got what was coming to him. Anyone that could do that to a former friend... Sam twiddled her thumbs as they waited for the others to return. She couldn't believe what Jack had said either, something about the Galactica? That ship had been lost long ago. "You said you had something to talk to me about. What was it?" she asked, hazel eyes staring back at Michael. Feeling Thomas message coming through as he smirked, "My brother is one who I don't like to speak about too much, he betrayed me 7 years ago and I spent almost a year in the hospital paying for it. He's a good fighter but he's also a thief, he lost his hand during the Special Forces days and then stole his current robotic hand from an experimental lab along with his armor suit," pausing as he stop pacing, "he's paying for his mistakes," stepping back over to her as he took her hands. Thinking, he knew he couldn't tell her of the new war between Terrans and Taurons at least those signed on with the Ha La Tha but he could make a single promise that he would return in one piece but he wasn't going to mention that. Whispering as he thought over it, "I was thinking on upgrading what we have here. We spent some time with each other and I love to have you in my life, not just time to time but all the time," pausing as his mind raced, "once we get back to Terra, me and Jack will be gone on and off, I can't say anything more I'm under orders," kissing her cheek as he wondered what was racing through her mind considering for the first time in a long time he was worried that this new war would bring back some old ghost to haunt him.
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Col. Rebecca Stonebridge
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
KDF; Instructor
Posts: 280
Registered: Feb 11, 2012 20:56:58 GMT -6
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Jul 24, 2012 22:59:58 GMT -6
Glancing down at her tactical pad as she noticed Jack looking over his tactical pad, knowing after Galactica returns that they would need to fall back to a new ship in the fleet considering the Atlantia is too much of a risk for them. Stashing her tactical pad into her vest, she started back down the corridor as they neared the raider. Even when she was in the Special Forces, she did a few things she didn't enjoy and now she was going to have to relive those memories to win this fight against the Ha La Tha.
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GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer
Colonial Marines
Colonial Marines-SpecOps
Till my last mag
Posts: 171
Registered: Dec 11, 2011 19:26:29 GMT -6
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Post by GySgt Ronald "Scythe" Greer on Jul 24, 2012 23:12:46 GMT -6
"well lets not waist time" he took a last look back, for a minute he thought he saw an 8 out of the corner of his eye, he shook the image away, slung the ammunition bag over his shoulder and ran off towards long shot and the other. Running through the corridor, she noticed Jack in his black fatigues as he handed her a radio as he whispered to her before she turned to Greer; "Most of the raptors had evacuated including the shuttles but there is one ride on the upper hanger deck pad though it may be a bit uncomfortable." Having Jack lead the way, she pulled back till Greer's last man ran past her as she took up the rear; spotting a few Centurions as they slipped past them. just a bit uncofturble eh anything to get me off this trash can of a ship
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