General > Graveyard
MRS Morey - PBF
Xander Morhaime:
The flare cast its bright red light in a circle about 1.5 metres in radius, illuminating the floor and just a fraction of the wall. The floor was rather unremarkable - solid plates, bolted down, without much of... anything really cluttering up the floor. No left-behind belongings, no blood, body parts or whole bodies, no shell cases, bullet marks or scorches. Just a clean, empty and near-silent corridor.
Silhar:
Vince carefully and slowly strolled forward, holding the weapon tightly and glancing around. The rosary was chiming silently, tied on a shotgun's barrel, accompanied by sounds of heavy boots stepping. Doc examined the ceiling, aiming a gun there.
"It's so silent. Much too silent", he drawled.
Malek Deneith:
- I'm starting to get used to that, really... Toy, could you carry that flare while I take the point and doc covers the rear?
Gargulec:
Shioban put up the flare from the ground and raised it over her head.
'Well, I'll be on point then... What now, lieutenant?'
Malek Deneith:
- Just follow the yellow brick road. Follow the, follow the, follow the yellow brick road... - Hagazi chuckled then became serious then - The stripe brought us to the bridge, so I say we cross it. With any luck on the other side we'll be greeted by another helpfull stripe or just big neon sign labeled "security".
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