Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160327210255/@comment-26104528-20161024054321

"Ee-yup." Loretta replied, using her enhanced strength and aura to rip a row of consoles from the floor and subsequently kick them into the main entrance to the room, reinforcing what Osiris just set up.

"That should keep the mooks out of here, now find a good spot for when big boy gets here." the crocodile added, using the last of the recovered dust to add some final traps to the main barricade.

With most of thier traps set and ready, the two eliminators found hidden positions in the room. Loretta had buried herself in an evac crawlspace and Rainier was perched in the shadows of a ventilation shaft. Escape routes were mentally planned, and the locations of each trap they had just set up were commited to both CATSAI and personal memory. Growing up in the wilds of Sahale, forgetting where you had left supplies or set a snare was even worse than never having set one in the first place. Fortunatly, memory was a skill that Rainier and Loretta had plenty of time to foster.

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"No, but I must inform you that this incident will be going on each of the agent's records, including Mr. Vivacas and Ms. Jade. To speak honestly, I myself would have reservations about contracting them again." The Mistralin official responded with finality.

"I would have done the same thing. Get some sleep." Rasch replied and finally shut off his connection. Noticing his understudy had dozed off, the Honey Badger charged up some water dust in his pocket to wake up the young boy.

"GAAH!! Oh...sorry sir." he replied sheepishly as cold water dripped off his forehead.

"Believe me, I'm wanting to get some rest myself." Rasch splashed himself, shaking awake. "But in this day and company situation, around the clock work has gone from efficiency to nessecity. CATSAI, make us some coffee." The automatic maker in the back of Rasch's office obediently booted up. "Hopefully you were alert enough to hear most of our conversation."

"Y-yeah...I think so."

"Really, prove it..."

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With the heavy weapons of the last Kraken dismembered and lying somewhere in the swamp below, Lucina was about to do a low flyby to mark them for salvage teams but something else grabbed her attention.

The wreck of the second Kraken; certainly in terrible shape with half of it missing, but something was amiss.

"Alert: Faint energy signatures detected within wreckage." her CATSAI informed as she approached the supposedly dead machine. Likely, the computer core gave out before Rainier's self-destruct commands could be executed.

"Well, we'd best clean it up then." Lucina said to herself, not wanting to take any chances. If a squad of well-equipped and well-experienced mercenaries had issues taking these ships, a conventional security team and their escortee salvage workers may not stand a chance.

(I dunno, give me something to do here. We already debuted her as a pilot, now let's debut her as a huntress.)