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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-07-23 01:02 am

Gently, but with undeniable will divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. (Pt. 5: Chances)

The plan was...well, it wasn't simple, but it sort of was.

While the CLF attacked multiple Clone Processing centers to distract the government, the group with the CLF would target one particular one in the region that'd once been New Jersey. The group with the government would offer their services in putting down their own people.

In the center, they'd split up into several groups. One would fight a fake fight, create a massive diversion, and blow up the room where the samples their DNA were being kept in the process. Another group would secure a teleporter pad. That team would teleport out other teams to steal a ship, steal some med tech to teleport to said ship, and steal a medical database. Another team would go to the main command center and hack into the government mainframe to down the sensornet around the planet so they could escape. And Nightwing himself would accompany the clones to upload the harvested memories to the Mother Brains, left unguarded because of the diversionary fighting, and make sure that was all they did.

Meanwhile, there'd be a standing order for all teams to avoid killing other crewmates, and avoid killing guards unless absolutely necessary.

It was a complicated plan. If a single part fouled up, they might find themselves dead, trapped, or worse. But if it worked, it'd work pretty spectacularly and leave them with medtech, a medical database, the clones helped, and possibly a grateful Council depending on how the fight went, because of the ones seemingly aiding the government.

In some worlds, things that were a million-to-one-chance (exactly a million-to-one) by their nature had to work. Let's hope this world is one of them, eh, mission crew?

[ooc: Only comment to threads if it says they are open here. All threads: OPEN. Characters may get injuries up to and including 7 on the Injury Scale (scroll to the bottom). Any higher, and they must ask permission of the plot-runners, just to make sure everyone isn't immobilized without enough people to help move them.]

[identity profile] carrieswar.livejournal.com 2011-07-30 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Here? Not much. ... thankfully." If anything, mental condition could be argued to be worse than physical, after all that. The strange surreal feeling was still there - that they were standing there with a safe calm around them right after leaving what they left. "Just had a fall thanks to someone tackling me."
encourage: (calm; reciting facts to stay distant)

[personal profile] encourage 2011-07-30 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Feel anything tear? Sprain something?" Busy questions, but she was looking for a definite clear enough.

Then back around to the rest. "We need a headcount, but frankly, we can do that while moving things around." What kinds of restraints did they have to work with?

[identity profile] carrieswar.livejournal.com 2011-07-30 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Might just be a bad sprain, but I'm not positive."

He wondered how many of the others would arrive worse-off. He remembered seeing Kon... "But don't worry about me if the others come back and need more attention. I'm good at toughing it out in the meantime."
encourage: (smile; trust that I will be okay)

[personal profile] encourage 2011-07-30 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Let me take a look. We've got Henderson, McNinja, Rory, and Howard in addition to me. We'll see to everyone." There was a reassurance in her tone as she flashed him a smile, paired with an underlying confidence in the people she'd just named. Even Howard.

No mention of Kon. The brief glimpses she'd had... well, if Kon and Rory needed her, she was here. Though with the medkits, Rory should be able to handle whatever might come up on his own. he was more than skilled enough to.

[identity profile] carrieswar.livejournal.com 2011-07-30 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Alright."

He found his way to the nearest object to sit on, more flopping onto it than settling himself down slowly. Shifting himself, Jr. winced before he extended his leg out, pulling the fabric up slowly to not irritate it more. It was in fact a tear, but not close to the worse one there ever was. And Jr. was pretty good at healing, to boot. Genetic modifications were good for at least that perk.
encourage: (chat; we're all adults here)

[personal profile] encourage 2011-07-30 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Sakura kneeled down, wincing as she did so. No real need to think before her hands were lighting up with a soft green glow. A tear she could handle, if in repairing it she pointed out, "I'm not able to do anything for the pain right now. Take it easy and don't strain it anymore, and you should be fine before long. Come by medical if it doesn't get better."

Another small smile before she was standing, this time ignoring the wince of pain that went through her system. She needed to move, see everyone, get things situated.

Just... time to get back.