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Oct 16, 2013 21:15:11 GMT -6
Post by Spec. Samuel Winters on Oct 16, 2013 21:15:11 GMT -6
::Outside on the hull::
He knew Victor would slice through with little or no difficulty since he had once always claimed he had cut through the hull of one of the old carriers in a matter of minutes with a small plasma torch. Securing the helmet to his pack on his back, he knew if it cracked or even broke then they would be completely screwed in the short run but there was always a plan B which they were the General's massive plan B. Keeping his M4 secured to his vest, he pulled out his pistol which had a suppressor secured to it to keep the element of stealth as he took up the rear; knowing that it was suitable since his front side would be facing the enemy if there is any and protection for his back thus the helmet would be provided.
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SFC Albert Quinto
Terran Spec Ops.
Younger brother of Colonel Liam Quinto
Posts: 19
Registered: Oct 3, 2013 13:44:26 GMT -6
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Oct 17, 2013 17:44:46 GMT -6
Post by SFC Albert Quinto on Oct 17, 2013 17:44:46 GMT -6
Stepping to the hatch, Albert took the EMP grenade and set it to the correct yield. Pressing the timer switch he tossed it through the hatch and the opening in the Basestar. Shielding his eyes as it detonated, checking if all systems were still functional. Motioning for team to breach the opening, Quinto was the first to enter and unload on the downed Centurions that had stayed behind. Making his way to door the Sergeant hacked the door so it wouldn't he opened. After doing so he turned to his team.
"Alright, we have approximately five minutes to open the cell and leave. That's how long it will take them to bypass the lockout I placed on the door."
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Oct 17, 2013 17:57:19 GMT -6
Post by Spec. Samuel Winters on Oct 17, 2013 17:57:19 GMT -6
Dropping down, he unhooked the helmet as he had Victor toss him a plastic case which contained magnesium plastic explosives which can cut through trititanium as he opened it up before wrapping it around the top of the bars. Wiring it all up, he turned to Albert as he wired it into a detonator before activating the magnesium; "All I need is three minutes, the magnesium will cut right through this," it wasn't traditional explosives but more like a gel of magnesium that melts away the bars instead of an explosion which would kill the person on the other side. Watching the clear gel turn a solid red as it ate through the bars before it fell through still eating the bar as it fell, having Victor come on down as he unhooked a pack which had the space suit; "Mrs. Carter, if you will, time is sorta tight."
Walking over to Albert, he pulled out what explosives he had, he began wiring it into the door control so when the door is open the explosives would detonate thus forcing the Cylons to detonate it instead of him. Wiring it all in, he placed a secondary trigger on the door as he put some final touches such as shrapnel which would make a skinjobs life or rather death a bit more miserable.
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Registered: May 6, 2024 18:01:00 GMT -6
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Oct 17, 2013 20:32:15 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2013 20:32:15 GMT -6
Alice stands slowly as she hears the guys getting through the hull. A new guy steps in with a suit. I will do my best to hurry. I have been cut up badly. She begins to slip on the suit, winching as the pain increases with each move.
Once she was ready, Alice walks over to the hole and prepares for the journey home. Get me somewhere to be patched up. Those damn toasters sliced into my kidneys.
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SFC Albert Quinto
Terran Spec Ops.
Younger brother of Colonel Liam Quinto
Posts: 19
Registered: Oct 3, 2013 13:44:26 GMT -6
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Oct 17, 2013 21:08:42 GMT -6
Post by SFC Albert Quinto on Oct 17, 2013 21:08:42 GMT -6
Albert noticed the woman having trouble with her suit. Making his way over to her, the man reached into his med pouch and took out some morpha injecting it into Carver. After doing so the Half Gondawan helped her with her suit. The Sergeant assisted Alice through the hole onto the Raptor. Motioning for Smith and Winters to load up he signaled to the General that they completed their task. Once everyone had made safely Quinto secured the hatch and patted the pilot on the shoulder for them to leave.
"We'll get you fixed up as soon as we can."
Quinto said after taking his helmet off once the Raptor pressurized once again.
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Oct 18, 2013 18:22:29 GMT -6
Post by Spec. Samuel Winters on Oct 18, 2013 18:22:29 GMT -6
Jumping back up into the raptor, he helped Victor up into it the raptor before closing the hatch and taking off his helmet as the cabin pressurized; sending the preloaded message to the General. Taking a deep breath, he unzipped both his vest and flight suit as he whispered a bit to Victor as he sat against the wall of the raptor; he knew that something deep down told him this was a test from the General which meant there was probably going to be bigger missions in the future.
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Maj Rebecca "Smurfie"
Colonial Marines
Marine Commander
Posts: 204
Registered: Aug 30, 2013 19:54:47 GMT -6
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Dec 5, 2015 22:17:54 GMT -6
Post by Maj Rebecca "Smurfie" on Dec 5, 2015 22:17:54 GMT -6
The Six wakes up in a cold cell. Just a long glass window facing the hatch is present. She sighs and tries covering herself with what little she has. Rebecca know this won't be well now that DS was in control. This would be very bad.
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Registered: May 6, 2024 18:01:00 GMT -6
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Dec 6, 2015 16:13:59 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Dec 6, 2015 16:13:59 GMT -6
Anna steps in with a tray of food and fresh clothes for the prisoner. She unlocks the door and places the items inside the door before exiting. Without a word, the Eight leaves before being noticed by the new Supreme Commander enters.
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Maj Rebecca "Smurfie"
Colonial Marines
Marine Commander
Posts: 204
Registered: Aug 30, 2013 19:54:47 GMT -6
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Dec 7, 2015 19:23:05 GMT -6
Post by Maj Rebecca "Smurfie" on Dec 7, 2015 19:23:05 GMT -6
Rebecca sits up and looks through her non swollen eye, her thoughts dark as she sits on the cold floor. Blue eyes run down her face, feeling the pain in her ribs. As she stands, she finds the clothes and dresses quickly. The food was pleasing to her, nothing was at this moment. Knowing her sister was going to have her in here for a long time.
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Flo
Cylon
Technician
Posts: 8
Registered: Oct 10, 2015 23:43:27 GMT -6
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Dec 7, 2015 19:54:09 GMT -6
Post by Flo on Dec 7, 2015 19:54:09 GMT -6
DS steps around the corner to find her sister laying there. A slight regret emerges but quickly goes away. The Six was sick of all this. The War, the fighting between Cylons. With a deep sigh, DS unlocks the door and sits down with her sister. All they have is each other. No one understands that they have demons that haunt them daily, no one knows that they cry themselves to sleep. They don't trust anyone with those secrets, the pain of being betrayed stings everytime. She wipes her eyes before picking up Rebecca, it's time to kill the fighting. It's time to give up on her plans, just be themselves. With a huff, Rebecca is lifted into arms and is carried to the hanger to be brought to her husband.
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