A BLU Medic (
hands_of_blu) wrote2009-04-16 11:56 am
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Map: Badwater Basin. Payload.
BLU operations in the area have met with horrific resistance from RED of late. Steps, as they say, had to be taken. When the intelligence reports last filched from under RED's nose indicated the RED team had concentrated vast quantities of infrastructure in a single location accessible by rail from an old, forgotten BLU listening post...
Well. Who are the BLU field operatives to ignore an opportunity dropped in their lap?
Time for some serious mayhem.
Well. Who are the BLU field operatives to ignore an opportunity dropped in their lap?
Time for some serious mayhem.
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The siren will sound soon, and the mission will get underway, but for now it's a tense, wary quiet.
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"Do vwe have any new recruits?"
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He remembers Charlie being hurt when the doors where here last; but he also remembers what Will and Doc said.
He steps through the blue door with the full intention of visiting some mayhem upon that strange world.
Nobody dies anyway.
He steps through, and looks around.
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She really had no idea what they meant. But she knew this: if Draco saw her enter a red door, he would have some questions for her involving Gryffindor.
Really, she just started by peeking around (see icon) and just happened to recognize the people inside.
"Herr Medic? Herr Heavy?"
Oh by the Goddess, what has she walked into?
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She weighs the matter for a while, then decides she might as well. She's still a bit out of sorts from talking to that fellow who looks so much like Sam, and thinks on lines she can understand, but... isn't, in the end, her best friend. Perhaps the opportunity for a little civilised mayhem will help her clear her head.
So she takes the blue door, opting to just get a rifle there, since there will be other weapons. She can put up with wearing something other than her usual, this once.
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Perhaps the most notable thing is the window in the back of the room looking down on two full size missiles.
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...woah, nice warheads.
"Hello?" she calls out, just barely above normal speaking volume. "Anybody here?"
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A civilian is a good distraction, though.
"Mon dieu, where did you come from?"
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Red wins and so now there is one curious and lost gunslinger who enters the room. The view of the missiles catch his attention long enough for the door to swing closed behind him. And, of course, turning at the sound of the click, Artemis turns to find the door is gone.
"Now what?" he says out loud.
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"Welcome to zee RED Base. I 'ope you know 'ow to fight; we are about to come under attack."
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He started to snoop around.
Which is how he ends up here.
"Ollie ollie oxen-free?"
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LET THE MAYHEM COMMENCE.
Positions, people. The instant the siren sounds and the gate in front of BLU's bomb cart opens, heads are gonna roll.
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He is become death... and the pusher of a leetle cart.
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In any case, Alyx is already running along the hillside at the edge of the basin, trying to spot the incoming BLUs without making herself too visible in the process.
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She found a nice perch in one of the towers, for the purpose, and is well settled in when the alarm sounds. Now, she starts watching for marks.
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spyscout, right?Right.
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Spy rather enjoys the fact that BLUs can be rather predictable.
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Beware The Red Dot
The sniper rifle and SMG? Perfect.
Once equipped, she finds a suitable spot up high, and scans the ground below. She's looking for any spot of blue, but keeping one eye on the nearer end of the tunnel. The cart should be coming through any time now...