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Forlorn Hope - PBF
Natiliana:
Ira looked a little distracted, keeping an eye out for any sort of hostile movement; though when Viggo talked, she snapped to attention, "Umm... and if I run into anyone?" she asks, handing over her weapon in a slightly nervous manner...
Gargulec:
'Girl, it is barely 50 meters, and if you ran into someone, we will come to aid in matter of seconds' replied Viggo.
Natiliana:
Ira snatched the card and spun about, going slightly red in the face; breaking off in a sprint over to the other group, slowing down momentarily in an attempt to avoid the mess of bodies in the way.
Silhar:
Hearing footsteps echoing in the distance, Mad pays extra attention if Ira's not calling for help. He sits against the wall, lighting a cigarette and leaning his head back. After around ten seconds he will proceed with further guarding the door.
"A moment of weakness.", he explains.
Xander Morhaime:
Ira's run from the central room to the locker room was uneventful - the path had been cleared, and none of the fallen soldiers had seen fit to get up for another go. A bit of exercise more than anything else, really.
Viggo took a further five minutes to wire the support in the other corner with a BlastPack, but the task was at least becoming somewhat easier with practice.
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