Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26104528-20150723003953

"Indeed. Yo, tell me where this prisoner of your is and I'll give you an axtra airhole." Ingraham shouted to the prisoners.

"Sure. Up one level,  take a left, left, left and they're right up your ass!" one of the fiestier commandos shouted.

Ingraham took a moment to shake his head at the wannabe comedian and slammed the door shut in response. On one hand, he'd been dealing with his own share of folks who were clearly outmatched and too stupid to just run for it. On the other hand, with a ship full of Flagg goodies, maybe the Commandos and White Fang were not outmatched afterall.

Ingraham initiated a signal trace from his CATSAI unit. Just one of many ways to track enemy movements. Most of the found comm signals were either patrolling the ship or en route to the hold to deal with the team. ''Ok, at least two squad's worth coming this way...wait, what? ''The last signal was faint, but clearly out of place: another Eliminator. Must be our guy...man, this is going to be embarrassing...

"Ok, we got two squad heading this way right now. Whaddya say we meet them halfway?"