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Pi's crust
Gunrunner had followed Chop Shop inside the bar, and was studying it's configuration when his comrade started to open the trapdoor.
" Chop Shop, what's going on? " he asked. " Er... do you need help? "
[Original RPG] Cybertron: Insurrection
Tunnels
Spinister frowned tightly behind his faceplate.
These Autobots are far too trusting, he thought unhappily. This supposed 'resistance cell' they're speaking with could just as well be an overeager Quintesson communications officer. We will need to be on our guard.
Naturally, he voiced none of this; the Targetmaster trusted his fellow Decepticons to be just as suspicions as he was, and if the Autobots weren't they deserved whatever fate lay in store for them.
Spinister frowned tightly behind his faceplate.
These Autobots are far too trusting, he thought unhappily. This supposed 'resistance cell' they're speaking with could just as well be an overeager Quintesson communications officer. We will need to be on our guard.
Naturally, he voiced none of this; the Targetmaster trusted his fellow Decepticons to be just as suspicions as he was, and if the Autobots weren't they deserved whatever fate lay in store for them.
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Showboats Theatre
Haras continued to try and raise himself up, but fell pitifully on to is back. He broadcast weakly to Derby and Doublecross across the established wavelength:
Flame damage across body causingserious endo skel compromise: Blow to stomach wit I bar caused internal oil bleed: neuro circuits overheating...
Approaching the Vector Sigma Tunnel entrance
Eiramnna saw Ghyriks jet bike approach: wanting to show initiative, he opened the Leviathans minimal landing pad on its foof and broadcast the ATC command for safe landing...
Haras continued to try and raise himself up, but fell pitifully on to is back. He broadcast weakly to Derby and Doublecross across the established wavelength:
Flame damage across body causingserious endo skel compromise: Blow to stomach wit I bar caused internal oil bleed: neuro circuits overheating...
Approaching the Vector Sigma Tunnel entrance
Eiramnna saw Ghyriks jet bike approach: wanting to show initiative, he opened the Leviathans minimal landing pad on its foof and broadcast the ATC command for safe landing...
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Iacon Daily Download:
Kick Off: -shrugs- "Couldn't hurt. Better than waiting, certainly."
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Tunnels:
Roadbuster: -optic band narrowing, lowering the combat goggles over his optic band(OOC: Same type of goggles that Prime and Grimlock have in issue 8 of TF G2), clicking a switch on, giving him a bluish-green but daylight clear view of the dark tunnel(think lowlight goggles, combined with binocular abilities), then pulling a pair out of subspace- "Jazz, cut the floodlights and put these on." -tosses the goggles towards Jazz- "The question now is, who else knows we're here. So, to that end, if anybody at the other end of this tunnel isn't friendly, I want to give them a warm welcome. Bludgeon, with me. Jazz, take the others and stick to the shadows. We'll go up the middle, you guys stay on the sides. Anything that's not Autobot comes towards us, we'll keep their attention, you guys circle around and hit them from behind."
Bludgeon: "Or Decepticon."
Roadbuster: -if he had a normal face, would be smirking- "I know what I said."
Kick Off: -shrugs- "Couldn't hurt. Better than waiting, certainly."
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Tunnels:
Roadbuster: -optic band narrowing, lowering the combat goggles over his optic band(OOC: Same type of goggles that Prime and Grimlock have in issue 8 of TF G2), clicking a switch on, giving him a bluish-green but daylight clear view of the dark tunnel(think lowlight goggles, combined with binocular abilities), then pulling a pair out of subspace- "Jazz, cut the floodlights and put these on." -tosses the goggles towards Jazz- "The question now is, who else knows we're here. So, to that end, if anybody at the other end of this tunnel isn't friendly, I want to give them a warm welcome. Bludgeon, with me. Jazz, take the others and stick to the shadows. We'll go up the middle, you guys stay on the sides. Anything that's not Autobot comes towards us, we'll keep their attention, you guys circle around and hit them from behind."
Bludgeon: "Or Decepticon."
Roadbuster: -if he had a normal face, would be smirking- "I know what I said."
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Flooded Tunnel
Jazz caught the goggles in his free hand without looking, and he smoothly slid them down over his visor. His foglights switched off to leave the tunnel in virtual darkness, and he began moving carefully so that his motions through the water would be as silent and discreet as possible. He delivered Roadbuster a thumbs-up, moved to the edge of the tunnel, and snapped his fingers once so that Pounce, Scoop, and Spinister would know where to form up behind him. He wagered there wouldn't be trouble, as they were almost to the theater, but one never could be sure...
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Showboat's Theater
Derby smiled at Doublecross genuinely.
"Thanks, DC." He turned back to Haras while unsheathing the remnants of his toolbox from his leg holster. "Okay, I'm familiar with some of that. What sort of material do you use for your endoskeleton? Is this like a metal armor? I think that's the best we can find to get you patched up."
Derby rooted through his tools to find an anaesthetic he hoped would suffice while he answered Roadbuster's message.
"Things have been ugly, Roadbuster. The Quints found Vector Sigma and sent a squad to oust us. We were losing bad, and things just got worse when this indestructible technorganic showed up and made the chamber home. It wiped out the Quints, I think, but we were lucky to get out with our hulls intact. We've been scattered since then. I've got one other mech and a Quint prisoner here, and our commander Ginrai should be on his way with backup."
Jazz caught the goggles in his free hand without looking, and he smoothly slid them down over his visor. His foglights switched off to leave the tunnel in virtual darkness, and he began moving carefully so that his motions through the water would be as silent and discreet as possible. He delivered Roadbuster a thumbs-up, moved to the edge of the tunnel, and snapped his fingers once so that Pounce, Scoop, and Spinister would know where to form up behind him. He wagered there wouldn't be trouble, as they were almost to the theater, but one never could be sure...
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Showboat's Theater
Derby smiled at Doublecross genuinely.
"Thanks, DC." He turned back to Haras while unsheathing the remnants of his toolbox from his leg holster. "Okay, I'm familiar with some of that. What sort of material do you use for your endoskeleton? Is this like a metal armor? I think that's the best we can find to get you patched up."
Derby rooted through his tools to find an anaesthetic he hoped would suffice while he answered Roadbuster's message.
"Things have been ugly, Roadbuster. The Quints found Vector Sigma and sent a squad to oust us. We were losing bad, and things just got worse when this indestructible technorganic showed up and made the chamber home. It wiped out the Quints, I think, but we were lucky to get out with our hulls intact. We've been scattered since then. I've got one other mech and a Quint prisoner here, and our commander Ginrai should be on his way with backup."
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Squawktalk nodded
"your asking me, moi if i can communicate with them , pas de problem , no problemo, a piece of cake , just need to send a message back any suggestions what do you want me to transmit , anything anything at all when it comes to coms i'm your mech bien sur."
Beastbox growled
"what if its a trap."
Tunnels
Scoop turned to Roadbuster
"Sah maybe i should take point if i proceed in vehicle mode with my shovel extended any incoming fire from hostiles will be dampened by its armoured properties Sah.
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Pounce sniffed
"faint traces only very old , whoever it is at the theatre they didn't come this way.
Showboats Theatre
Doublecross disappeared into the shadows at the rear of the theatre.
He flapped up onto the stage and pulled the curtain aside to get backstage
He halted mid action.
Double ground his teeth
Cross' optics flared red.
"Derby , Derby over here quick."
With one quick movement he pulled the curtain aside reveling the remants of several mechs, their allegiance was unclear and they had been there some considerable time but the had all been tortured and brutalised one dangled from a cable hanging down from the roof. Another looked like he had been systematically dismantled , another was hanging from a flat attached by spikes driven into his chassis. The brutality was not made any less by the faint patina of dust over them.
Cross glared down at the Quint Prisoner
"sssshow him make him ssssseeee what they did hisssss friendsss."
He nodded towards a gaudily painted Nautical mech with twin smokestacks jutting over his shoulders and half a paddlewheel on each his arm or there would have been if one of the arms had not been laying several feet away and the smokestacks not bruttaly truncated."
"looks likes we've found out what happened to Ssssshowboat, ssssometimesssss i wissshhhhh there wass no Autobot code."
Double nodded "remember I will not sink to there level, I will not sink to there level.
One of Doublecross's hands clenched the curtain hard
"I will not ssssink to there level I will not sssssink to there level."
Cross muttered low to himself.
Doublecross' free hand caressed the firing stud of the rust ray rifle.
"your asking me, moi if i can communicate with them , pas de problem , no problemo, a piece of cake , just need to send a message back any suggestions what do you want me to transmit , anything anything at all when it comes to coms i'm your mech bien sur."
Beastbox growled
"what if its a trap."
Tunnels
Scoop turned to Roadbuster
"Sah maybe i should take point if i proceed in vehicle mode with my shovel extended any incoming fire from hostiles will be dampened by its armoured properties Sah.
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Pounce sniffed
"faint traces only very old , whoever it is at the theatre they didn't come this way.
Showboats Theatre
Doublecross disappeared into the shadows at the rear of the theatre.
He flapped up onto the stage and pulled the curtain aside to get backstage
He halted mid action.
Double ground his teeth
Cross' optics flared red.
"Derby , Derby over here quick."
With one quick movement he pulled the curtain aside reveling the remants of several mechs, their allegiance was unclear and they had been there some considerable time but the had all been tortured and brutalised one dangled from a cable hanging down from the roof. Another looked like he had been systematically dismantled , another was hanging from a flat attached by spikes driven into his chassis. The brutality was not made any less by the faint patina of dust over them.
Cross glared down at the Quint Prisoner
"sssshow him make him ssssseeee what they did hisssss friendsss."
He nodded towards a gaudily painted Nautical mech with twin smokestacks jutting over his shoulders and half a paddlewheel on each his arm or there would have been if one of the arms had not been laying several feet away and the smokestacks not bruttaly truncated."
"looks likes we've found out what happened to Ssssshowboat, ssssometimesssss i wissshhhhh there wass no Autobot code."
Double nodded "remember I will not sink to there level, I will not sink to there level.
One of Doublecross's hands clenched the curtain hard
"I will not ssssink to there level I will not sssssink to there level."
Cross muttered low to himself.
Doublecross' free hand caressed the firing stud of the rust ray rifle.
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Tunnels:
Roadbuster: "I like the idea, Scoop, but no. I want them focused on the two of us. If there are Quints, they'll see us and let their guard down. After all, what are two Cybertronians against ten of them? We're going to need every advantage we can get, and keeping them off balance is the best one we can have." -slogging forward, weapons ready-
Bludgeon: -katana drawn, electropulse cannon charged, sloging along after Roadbuster-
Roadbuster: "I like the idea, Scoop, but no. I want them focused on the two of us. If there are Quints, they'll see us and let their guard down. After all, what are two Cybertronians against ten of them? We're going to need every advantage we can get, and keeping them off balance is the best one we can have." -slogging forward, weapons ready-
Bludgeon: -katana drawn, electropulse cannon charged, sloging along after Roadbuster-
Flooded Tunnel
Spinister didn't respond to Jazz's prompt verbally, or in any other detectable way. However, the Targetmaster quickly changed position so that he was where the Autobot had indicated. As he moved, there wasn't so much as an out-of-place ripple in the water to indicate his presence.
The Autobots are more suspicious than I thought, he acknowledged. Good.
Spinister didn't respond to Jazz's prompt verbally, or in any other detectable way. However, the Targetmaster quickly changed position so that he was where the Autobot had indicated. As he moved, there wasn't so much as an out-of-place ripple in the water to indicate his presence.
The Autobots are more suspicious than I thought, he acknowledged. Good.
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Underground Bunker, Polyhex
"If you wish to make contact with them, it will be difficult at this depth," Breaker called to Roadblock and Squawktalk from where he'd dissapeared at the back of the bunker.
"Use the comminication equipment in the corner. It will relay the signal to the surface, already doing that which you wish. If you can figure it out, that is..." Breaker trailed off with a mildly amused tone. The reason for such seemed to be the age of the equipment. Not necessarily ancient, but certainly not up to date, but it was in good working condition.
"Use the comminication equipment in the corner. It will relay the signal to the surface, already doing that which you wish. If you can figure it out, that is..." Breaker trailed off with a mildly amused tone. The reason for such seemed to be the age of the equipment. Not necessarily ancient, but certainly not up to date, but it was in good working condition.
Flooded Tunnel
Jazz was relieved at Pounce's report. If there were any Quintessons nearby, the tracker would know. Of course, old scents didn't reveal booby traps... Jazz slinked along a few yards behind Roadbuster and against the wall, his rifle raised to his shoulder.
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Crystal City: Underground
Genome watched his map as he floated along at the center of his entourage. They were making good time; they seemed to be reaching the mutant levels now, and they should be at the waypoint soon if there were no unexpected delays. Genome glanced ahead at Tunnel Rat but had nothing to say unless the guide reported some trouble.
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Showboat's Theater
Derby's head spun reflexively at Doublecross' call, and his jaw dropped at the sight. The carnage was unbelievable - he could see the stage stained dark gray from gallons of dried spilled oil. It was nearly too much to bear; thankfully Doublecross' reaction, although negative, provided a distraction.
"Hey! Keep it together, man. Keep it together! Whoever did this is long gone. It wasn't him."
Derby paused on that thought. He really didn't know. He turned toward Haras with hurt in his optics.
"Was it?"
Jazz was relieved at Pounce's report. If there were any Quintessons nearby, the tracker would know. Of course, old scents didn't reveal booby traps... Jazz slinked along a few yards behind Roadbuster and against the wall, his rifle raised to his shoulder.
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Crystal City: Underground
Genome watched his map as he floated along at the center of his entourage. They were making good time; they seemed to be reaching the mutant levels now, and they should be at the waypoint soon if there were no unexpected delays. Genome glanced ahead at Tunnel Rat but had nothing to say unless the guide reported some trouble.
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Showboat's Theater
Derby's head spun reflexively at Doublecross' call, and his jaw dropped at the sight. The carnage was unbelievable - he could see the stage stained dark gray from gallons of dried spilled oil. It was nearly too much to bear; thankfully Doublecross' reaction, although negative, provided a distraction.
"Hey! Keep it together, man. Keep it together! Whoever did this is long gone. It wasn't him."
Derby paused on that thought. He really didn't know. He turned toward Haras with hurt in his optics.
"Was it?"
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Showboats Theatre
Cross hissed
"I hope thesse Wreckersss are part of a larger force, we're due ssssome payback."
~*~
Flooded Tunnels
Scoop edged down the side of the tunnel both weapons ready.
~*~
Pounce move dfrom shadow to shadow in puma mode his two dorsal mounted weapons primed.
Crystal City Underground
Tunnel Rat paused and pointed up to a scrawl on the wall
"Mutant territory , doubt theres many left , this is or Was Floodgate's Territory , him and Barge , scum the lot of them no beter than those scraggin ' Deceptibots and unicron spawn Autobots. They won't go on the tally but it will be a pleasure to deactivate them......slowly."
Breaker's Bunker
Squawktalk flapped towards the indicated equipment
"no problem bounce it off a few relays , keep them guessin' keep them confused, bemused, bothered , bewildered and confused, no, no i already had confused , um... confused , bemused, bothered bewildered and puzzled."
Squawktalk activated a control with his beak. A red light turned green.
Cross hissed
"I hope thesse Wreckersss are part of a larger force, we're due ssssome payback."
~*~
Flooded Tunnels
Scoop edged down the side of the tunnel both weapons ready.
~*~
Pounce move dfrom shadow to shadow in puma mode his two dorsal mounted weapons primed.
Crystal City Underground
Tunnel Rat paused and pointed up to a scrawl on the wall
"Mutant territory , doubt theres many left , this is or Was Floodgate's Territory , him and Barge , scum the lot of them no beter than those scraggin ' Deceptibots and unicron spawn Autobots. They won't go on the tally but it will be a pleasure to deactivate them......slowly."
Breaker's Bunker
Squawktalk flapped towards the indicated equipment
"no problem bounce it off a few relays , keep them guessin' keep them confused, bemused, bothered , bewildered and confused, no, no i already had confused , um... confused , bemused, bothered bewildered and puzzled."
Squawktalk activated a control with his beak. A red light turned green.
Showboats Theatre
Haras shook his head, his body sore but holding together alot easier now.
No, it wasn't me: and would you rather we left your "dead" in the street? This is war.
Haras stood shakily.
May i ask, what you do with our dead? If it is as bad as what you do to our living, he said pointing to his long mutilated throat, then you have no high horse to talk from!
No, it wasn't me: and would you rather we left your "dead" in the street? This is war.
Haras stood shakily.
May i ask, what you do with our dead? If it is as bad as what you do to our living, he said pointing to his long mutilated throat, then you have no high horse to talk from!
Flooded Tunnel
Jazz watched each step pass carefully, and thankfully without event. Still, he was on the edge of his proverbial seat: he didn't expect this to be so easy. Quints did tend to play by the book, though... As the crew came upon a branch intersection in the tunnel, Jazz pointed Roadbuster toward it. He figured the theater entrance would be straight down there.
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Showboat's Theater
Derby looked away from Haras and his charges. He didn't have an answer for that, but he tried to convince himself that he wasn't responsible. He wasn't a warrior, after all.
"Look, I'm trying to fix you here," he answered defensively. "Now if you wanna lie down and relax, maybe I can patch you up."
Derby's voice exuded more confidence than he felt. He had very little idea about Quintesson physiology, but he'd do his best. He glanced over his shoulder at Doublecross and decided he needed to take his comrade's mind off what he'd found.
"Did you find any supplies back there, DC?"
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Tunnels: Mutant Level
Genome regarded Tunnel Rat with a quizzical optic. He wondered just where Ghyrik found these guys...
"In due time," Genome answered while floating along after his guide. "For now, haste is essential. We must reach Vector Sigma as soon as feasible. Press on."
Jazz watched each step pass carefully, and thankfully without event. Still, he was on the edge of his proverbial seat: he didn't expect this to be so easy. Quints did tend to play by the book, though... As the crew came upon a branch intersection in the tunnel, Jazz pointed Roadbuster toward it. He figured the theater entrance would be straight down there.
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Showboat's Theater
Derby looked away from Haras and his charges. He didn't have an answer for that, but he tried to convince himself that he wasn't responsible. He wasn't a warrior, after all.
"Look, I'm trying to fix you here," he answered defensively. "Now if you wanna lie down and relax, maybe I can patch you up."
Derby's voice exuded more confidence than he felt. He had very little idea about Quintesson physiology, but he'd do his best. He glanced over his shoulder at Doublecross and decided he needed to take his comrade's mind off what he'd found.
"Did you find any supplies back there, DC?"
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Tunnels: Mutant Level
Genome regarded Tunnel Rat with a quizzical optic. He wondered just where Ghyrik found these guys...
"In due time," Genome answered while floating along after his guide. "For now, haste is essential. We must reach Vector Sigma as soon as feasible. Press on."
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Tunnels Mutant level
Tunnel Rat nodded
"hurry we must then , Vector Sigma is a prize without compare , assisting in its destruction will be a vengenace that will strike into the core of the evil Autobots."
Tunnel Rat rubbed his hands together before picking up the pace into the tunnel.
Showboat's Theatre
Doublecross searched through the backstage area
Cross replied to Haras' signal
"Thing issss they weren't dead when the Quintsssss found them yesss, they were tortured here and there husssks left to rot ssso your argument is speccccioussssss.
Double answered Derby's query
"looks like we've found the theatres first aid kit."
Doublecross hurried back to Derby not wishing to linger a moment longer in the malevolent atmosphere theat permeated the backstage area.
Breakers Bunker
Squawktalk manipulated a control with his beak and started broadcasting replying to Derby.
" Hello are you receiving me this is Squawktalk what is your situation over."
Tunnel Rat nodded
"hurry we must then , Vector Sigma is a prize without compare , assisting in its destruction will be a vengenace that will strike into the core of the evil Autobots."
Tunnel Rat rubbed his hands together before picking up the pace into the tunnel.
Showboat's Theatre
Doublecross searched through the backstage area
Cross replied to Haras' signal
"Thing issss they weren't dead when the Quintsssss found them yesss, they were tortured here and there husssks left to rot ssso your argument is speccccioussssss.
Double answered Derby's query
"looks like we've found the theatres first aid kit."
Doublecross hurried back to Derby not wishing to linger a moment longer in the malevolent atmosphere theat permeated the backstage area.
Breakers Bunker
Squawktalk manipulated a control with his beak and started broadcasting replying to Derby.
" Hello are you receiving me this is Squawktalk what is your situation over."
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Ginrai stalked into the theatre through a side entrance, comming down through an aisle between two large sets of seats... godbomber not far behind.
"Now you see why I wanted to keep away from Showboat's old haunt. It was some time ago, but there was a massacre that took place here... and it wasn't due to bad acting."
Ginrai's optics dimmed, his mind flashing back to what Showboat had told him as he died...
"Keep out of the theatre.... the access-ways beneath it have been taken over by some kinda ... cannibalistic machine constructs... destroyers intent on survival and nothin' else..." Showboat wouldn't get the chance to finish his words... ginrai was forced to defend himself against several of the very cannibals he'd been told about... mercifully, showboat had fallen into permanent stasis lock before the abominations had gotten to him.
"Now you see why I wanted to keep away from Showboat's old haunt. It was some time ago, but there was a massacre that took place here... and it wasn't due to bad acting."
Ginrai's optics dimmed, his mind flashing back to what Showboat had told him as he died...
"Keep out of the theatre.... the access-ways beneath it have been taken over by some kinda ... cannibalistic machine constructs... destroyers intent on survival and nothin' else..." Showboat wouldn't get the chance to finish his words... ginrai was forced to defend himself against several of the very cannibals he'd been told about... mercifully, showboat had fallen into permanent stasis lock before the abominations had gotten to him.
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Tunnels: Mutant Level
Genome's escort followed along with only minimal shouting from the scientist to get them to match Tunnel Rat's pace. Only Genome was bright enough to reflect on the dead eerie nature of the dark tunnels, but he was also unafraid. The mission was on his mind.
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Showboat's Theater
Derby grinned at Doublecross and began to move to inspect the first aid kit when the side door blew open. The medic's stomach sank for a moment, and he instinctively reached for his blaster before he identified the new arrival.
"Ginrai!" There was sincere jubilance in his voice. "Boy, we're glad to see you, sir. Sorry for the change of locale, but we had to take care of a problem..."
Derby took a step back to reveal Haras toward the back of the theater.
"We picked him up after the battle at Vector Sigma. He's hurt bad, sir. I can try to patch him up, but I never worked on a Quint before. You can talk to him on frequency one-zero-one-point-three if you need."
Genome's escort followed along with only minimal shouting from the scientist to get them to match Tunnel Rat's pace. Only Genome was bright enough to reflect on the dead eerie nature of the dark tunnels, but he was also unafraid. The mission was on his mind.
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Showboat's Theater
Derby grinned at Doublecross and began to move to inspect the first aid kit when the side door blew open. The medic's stomach sank for a moment, and he instinctively reached for his blaster before he identified the new arrival.
"Ginrai!" There was sincere jubilance in his voice. "Boy, we're glad to see you, sir. Sorry for the change of locale, but we had to take care of a problem..."
Derby took a step back to reveal Haras toward the back of the theater.
"We picked him up after the battle at Vector Sigma. He's hurt bad, sir. I can try to patch him up, but I never worked on a Quint before. You can talk to him on frequency one-zero-one-point-three if you need."