Doom 3 Event: Part 2 Log

[crux_npcs]

Who: Everyone!
What: Part 2 of the Event. Kicking butt mostly.
When: Anytime during the event
Where: In the rip and around it.
Warnings: Violence.

To say that demons patrolled the area would be a lie. They didn't have the mental process to actively work up something of that sort. Instead, they simply waited where they were, hoping for someone to come across their paths. For some demons, they'd happily get in fights with their own brethren if provoked into it. Their only allegiance seemed to lay in causing as much chaos as possible and straight up killing.

Occasionally, they ventured outside the hole in space but with the current incursion of others, they tended to stay inside. All the better fighting took place inside anyway. And other than the guests, there were more than a few AFLAK agents inside the hole. The demons were definitely ready for the amusement that was inevitably going to be showing its face.

[OOC: Everyone is free to start their own threads with this! Saturday, the crystal destruction thread will go up. NPCs/enemies will visit threads and feel free to request any that you want specifically.]

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[weeabhoo]

Jinto stopped holding his breath when Lafiel took that creature out. He hefted his laser pistol too, let off some spray-and-pray fire. It had been a long time since he'd had to fire one last and he didn't remember being very good at it then either.

"They don't seem like the type to take hostages. More like rabid animals, really. Will you be alright here while I get us some suits?"

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A booming noise entered the fray, coming from an old style shotgun. After a couple shots, it was cut off by a pulsing noise. Around the corner came two heavily armored AFLAK agents, who sprinted for the base and hopped over the cover so they could use it for themselves. Judging by the amount of fire, there were still plenty of creatures out there.

"Whew, that was a close one!" Right after the one commented, the other turned to face the two current residents here.

"And what do we have here?"

[ungrounded]

Lafiel regarded them. "An sensitive operation."

She wasn't feeling kindly towards the AFLAK, since 'unleashing poorly-tested dangerous technology on the fleet' should be a shootable offense; but some of the agents could be junior enough that they didn't know how much testing the technology needed. "If you aren't going to assist, please exit the rift."

[weeabhoo]

Lafiel echoed his thoughts, though as usual she was the only one blunt enough to air them.

"Are any of our people in there?" He asked.

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"Of course we're here to help!"

The other one gave a nod of affirmation and stepped up to fire off his rifle into the ground. Indiscriminately for the time being. That left the first time to answer the question.

"Certainly but they're a ways back in there."

[ungrounded]

"Define 'a ways back'." Lafiel was staying under cover but contributing what fire she could.

[weeabhoo]

"We'll at least need to seal some of these bulkheads. We can't hold this position forever." He looked distinctly uncomfortable as he said it, flattened against cover. He knew what it was like to be left behind, even though he didn't blame them for it.

[crux_npcs]

The second ceased his fire long enough to chuck a concussion grenade. The blast stunned most of the creatures, giving them a few moments to talk.

The first spoke up after pressing a few buttons on his wristpad.

"What, you're going to space'em? You're free to close all bulkheads in a fifty meter radius."

[ungrounded]

"Yes. Is that a problem? They're enough of a threat to our lives that we can't simply sedate them and hope the medical staff can fix them." Lafiel's voice was challenging. Because she thought she detected an objection. Also, she wanted to fight someone, and the zombies weren't as satisfying.

And because spacing what once were loyal (or at least not causing her any problems) people did bother her a bit when she didn't know if there was a cure or she was providing a mercy.

[weeabhoo]

"Roger!" Jinto said, scrambling away...but with a quick, concerned glance back at Lafiel. He didn't quite trust AFLAK, with theit carte blanche authority. With her quick temper it could be a dangerous combo. But he had no choice.

A minute later, over the comms: "Sealing bulkhead 501 then venting atmosphere in thirty seconds...La..Deca-Commander Abriel, do you copy?"

[crux_npcs]

All her curtness got was a smile and a shrug. But with the announcement, the two of them tapping a spot on their helmets and their suits sealed with a hiss.

[ungrounded]

"I copy. Hurry back and secure yourselves." She nodded to the two in the suits as well. Atmospheric venting was a bit smoother when it was done deliberately, but it still could send things flying about as the air escaped to vacuum.