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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-08-31 12:50 am

Queen to Bishop [Part 3]

They had sneaked into the facility and out of the nest. They had gathered whatever equipment they could use as weapons. Now it was time for the rescuers to fight their way in, and the rescuees to fight their way free.

There was only a whole horde of xenomorphs in the way, after all.

[identity profile] burntlikethesun.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Rose saw one slight snag with that plan: of the five, there was only one close-range weapon among them and that was being wielded by their only medic.

She paused her fire only to check her plasma cutter, extra ammo close at hand. “I’ll cover you, Scarlet, just in case.”

She decided the targeting system on the plasma cutter was the greatest thing since sliced bread; it made aiming on the fly easy. And whether this plan worked or not, they would no doubt be legging it.

[identity profile] riseupnchargem.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Jamie licked his lips nervously and flung a glance over his shoulder at Hiccup, then darted to flank him. "Might as well give it a shot," he murmured, rivet gun primed.

Dammit, he couldn't think in these situations, couldn't focus on anything beyond getting the hell away. Had he not been thus distracted the notion would have been distressing, but he didn't have the concentration to spare dwelling on it.

[identity profile] medicalmind.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
Scarlet had been just about to voice the objection of being the only one holding down the rear when Rose spoke up, and that eased her mind considerably.

"Sounds good," she replied, turning to fall back to hold off the creatures with Rose, giving the younger woman a slightly strained smile as she moved in. At least the plasma blade seemed to be doing a damn good job of making things fall over and not get back up.

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
With the flamethrower cranked up to full he was going to burn through a lot of fuel, but they needed to clear the way. He'd just have to conserve carefully after that.

"Annnd..." He rushed to the front and so he was lower then the others, so the flames shot out at leg level at the creatures.

"FIRE!" Literally, in his case. A massive flame arced out from the flamethrower, causing any creature it hit to char and sizzle.

[identity profile] seraphicthunder.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
Reimi nodded as she loaded three more arrows, firing them as a volley and striking the enemies as they came. One, two, three. Each shot precise, quick and fast. Vulnerable parts were being struck as far as Reimi could tell, and she allowed light to pour off her body. "Blindside," she whispered before shooting up into the air as high as she dared before springing off the side.

"Seraphic Thunder!" boomed Reimi in mid air as beams of crackling chi forged lightning lanced down where her arrows struck.

[identity profile] burntlikethesun.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn’t long before Rose had to dump an emptied cartridge and replaced it with a full one. How many had that been? Maybe a couple of dozen shots per magazine. She could work with that.

She went back to firing as quickly as possible, trying to make sure Scarlet didn’t get overwhelmed by the bugs.

She noticed the burst of light and wave of heat that signaled the start of Hiccup’s plan. “How’s it coming?”

[identity profile] riseupnchargem.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
If Jamie heard Rose's question he was too distracted to answer intelligibly. Teeth clenched painfully tight, he was unloading short bursts of rivet-fire at monster after monster, pausing only when one target was down to pick out a new one. The only way he was keeping from flipping out altogether was by trying to keep track of his ammo - and even that was scant comfort, considering that he was steadily counting down to the point where his primary mode of protection would be completely useless except as a blunt weapon.

[identity profile] medicalmind.livejournal.com 2010-09-01 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Scarlet was a little too focused on the creatures to really ask or care about what was going on behind her until someone said the word. She sliced off limbs and appendages and whatever-the-hell-else these things had, anything that came near her was going. She was not dying in this pit.

Even with all her focus though, she was a doctor and only had the basic heavy artillery training. She couldn't go at this pace for too long, and it was evident when a tail made it past the plasma saw as she was bringing it down on the head of another creature, striking her across the face and nearly knocking her off balance, although she was able to swing around with a grunt and saw the offending appendage off, ignoring for the moment the sting of torn flesh.

"If we could hurry that would be great!" Okay so she cared a little about what was going on behind her.

[identity profile] i-saw-myself.livejournal.com 2010-09-02 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
"And...we're clear!"

That had cut through the aliens in front. "Jamie switch to the back again and let's move! Keep moving!"

[identity profile] seraphicthunder.livejournal.com 2010-09-02 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Covering the front," barked Reimi as she hurried forward, side-stepping around a tall fixture and making sure there weren't any more surprises. "How's the back holding up?"

[identity profile] burntlikethesun.livejournal.com 2010-09-03 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
“We’re all in one piece.” Rose risked a glance at Scarlet. “More or less.”

As soon as they had some breathing room--she preferred not getting tackled by an angry alien as soon as she turned her back--she started moving towards the others with frequent glances over her shoulder.

[identity profile] riseupnchargem.livejournal.com 2010-09-04 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
The onslaught having died down for the moment, Jamie lowered the rivet gun slightly, though his grip on it never slackened. "Let's move while we can, then," he muttered, nervously scanning the hallway for signs of incoming threats.