Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150916094100/@comment-26104528-20151007174532

"Sir, we're already halfway out of viton." a female BCU operator radioed in

"Nano-healer's getting clogged up from all the patients. We'll have to take it offline for maintenance." a male chimed in as well.

"I'll go take a look." Lachlan told Dr.E as he exited the science APC to inspect the nano-healer. Yep, handling one victim after another, while extracting cell samples was starting to take its toll. Running the Detox shower on itself, Lachlan removed the three arms to clean them up.

As Dr.E was running more samples to find the strongest anti-plague genes, he went over and opened the door to the massive hotel garage. Naturally, there were two BCU snipers hding in the way back, in case someone decided to pull a fast one.

"Vould you like to contribute?" he asked the man. "I only have enough equipment wit me to cure maybe..." he did some mental math and counting "a third of you. If somevun can tell me vhere ze nearest intact hospital iz, I vill pack up shop and go zere to manufacture more cure."

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Ingraham and Fritz were now patrolling from the upper suites of the hotel along with the sniper sisters in Habakkuk squad.

"...really? I'll have to try that sometime, and call me Shannon." Hab-7 told Ingraham as she kept watch through her gauss rifle's scope.

"Awfully quiet don'tcha think sis?" Hab-8 radioed in from another room down the hall.

"You heard that transmission, Grimm King's probably counting on the mass of angry civvies at our doorstep to the job for us." she replied before turning back to Ingraham. "Don't mind her. Sharona's always been a worrier."

"Hey" he shrugged at his new ladyfriend's comment "it's not worrying when it's on the battlefield."

"I just never though Dr. Eberhardt, the firey-tempered ferret, could handle a crowd." Fritz interjected from his patrol point. A borrowed gauss rifle sat in his hand.