Magical lasers and mad science!
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
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April 15 2015
Met with Doctor Vahlen today and discussed potential avenues of research. While she has her theories on how the aliens' powers work, we will need to obtain more samples before we can devise a proper countermeasure. This is unfortunate, as teaching Louise to resist mental influences could take years. If I could only uncover the means by which their powers function, I could no doubt negate their effects with a specialized enchantment.
April 16 2015
Looking over my apprentice's most recent achievement, I find myself encountering a strange development. The child arrived back at the subterranean fortress last night with an alien ship in tow. Immediately she sought me out for my approval, her nervous excitement causing an unusual stirring in me that I was unable to place at the time. After congratulating her on a job well done, I allowed her to show me around the vessel and regale me with her tale of conquest.
Though many a decade is past, the similarity to the feelings mother's presence would evoke is disconcerting. Has the pride I hold in my increasingly successful effort to help strengthen the girl's abilities grown unknowingly into some sort of fondness for my apprentice? Am I beginning to view her as something akin to family?
These thoughts are a pointless distraction from my research.
April 20th 2015
Shen has requested my assistance in building a device to search for the aliens' ships, interrupting my research on improving Arniel's unique variation of a flame spell. Irritating as it may be, finding the enemy is more important than adding another minor destruction spell to my list of skills. We cannot capture any prisoners if we cannot find them.
April 21st 2015
Louise has noticed that I have been avoiding her and took it upon herself to track me down. I did not give her a reason for my avoidance and suggested to teach her some spells to increase her combat effectiveness. Always easy to sidetrack with the promise of knowledge, she immediately forgot that she was upset and left to find our minder.
Before attending to that, I must note that Arniel's spell was indeed a wise choice to start with. Both it's instantaneous travel time and direct line of travel lend it well to combat once the pitiful damage output is solved. I believe the solution lies in the means of performing damage. Arniel used the spell to slowly heat up small objects and for cooking of all things, pulling the heat from the air along the beam's path and transferring it to the target. This had the problem of increasing the magicka requirement while causing minimal damage to the target, which was fine for his intended use. An increase in magicka was simply too taxing for negligible gain, so tomorrow I shall attempt to alter the spell further.
April 22nd 2015
Success! After attempting with lightning caused the beam to lose coherency over distance and directly creating a beam of fire being entirely too costly, though inverting the original spell to freeze objects has potential if one avoids having the beam traced back to their position.... Still, I diverted my efforts to enchanting Shen's device to hopefully prevent the aliens from using it's signal to locate the base. While using one of the in the workshop to cut some small pieces of metal, I decided to copy the machine's methods and switched away from traditional destruction entirely. Several well known restoration spells function by creating sunlight in large quantities, which is perfect for my needs. As it turns out, condensing the light of Magnus into a line as small as a thread of silk is extremely effective at burning through practically anything I could test it on.
The girl decided to invite the large man from Strike One to the lesson last night. She claims he simply followed her, but it's rather obvious that she is a lonely child who found something resembling a friend. Since he lacks any real power and has no real influence over her, I am willing to allow their interactions to continue for now. In any case, Louise surprisingly only needed one attempt to cast a minor fortify strength spell and we spent the next three hours increasing the spell's magnitude. By the end of the lesson she was able to outperform Espinoza in a competition of strength, humiliating the man in wrestling by simply picking him up with a single arm and dropping him out of the ring. Tomorrow we work on increasing the duration of the spell, as a single minute is not nearly long enough for combat, she can improve her max weight on her own.
April 25th 2015
Audio Log: While experimenting with the materials I have gathered since leaving Nirn, I have happened upon several discoveries. The list is as follows;
Unknown Halkeginia metal: reaction to heat is opposite standard, melting at below freezing and unresponsive to intense heat. Potentially useful for high temperature equipment, but in extremely limited supply at the moment.
Golden Saint Intestines: While not useful in the creation of potions, has a a filling quality that completely eliminates the need to eat for the day... or at least removes the sensation of hunger... more tests needed.
Lightning mouse components: completely useless for anything I can determine at the moment, though the intestinal tract contained a decent amount of Void Salts.
Unknown swamp metal: Putting shavings through the calcinator causes metal to release a flash of magicka. The produced ash creates a gnawing hunger for the 'souls' of Quelana's world. Luckily this effect is temporary, but such maddening hunger would be a good addition to a poison or used in interrogation.
Purple moss: Immediately obvious upon sampling, this moss has four defining traits and all of them pertain to the neutralization and removal of poison effects. This would cure Queleah of her remaining health problems, leaving her to recover naturally or magically.
Dragon Head Stone: Impervious to damage, preventing any samples from being shaved or chipped from the main mass. Taste testing provided no clue as to it's purpose.
Thin Man venom sample: Causes minor bleeding upon contact. No further testing due to not being foolish enough to ingest such a substance.
Green liquid sample: Confirming Vahlen's analysis, consuming this fluid produces the same effects as human flesh and human hearts would. Damage Health, Damage Magicka, Damage Magicka Regen, Frenzy, Fortify agility, paralysis, and restore magicka are all viable potions to use this substance in. Such a large number of effects in a single source makes this a valuable ingredient, but also one that would be time consuming to refine individual traits out of.
Orange liquid sample: The substance referred to as 'meld' by the X-com personnel is... unique. Consuming a drop has no immediate effect. Attempting to prepare it in alchemy equipment results in destruction. Using as an adhesive between two plates of Chaurus and Chryssalid chitin resulted in two two pieces slowly melting together to form a plate with the pressure resistance of a chaurus and the piercing resistance of a chryssalid. Yet more reason to pressure the locals to improve the chaurus now that the gene lab is finished.
Chryssalid chitin, venom, and brain: Chryssalid chitin proves rather resistant to attempts to being cut or stabbed and is magicka inert, a useful trait for alchemy and enchanting equipment. The creature's venom proves both painful and a local paralytic, causing affected areas to go limp. Tested on the two-headed cow. Chryssalid brain matter, while small in quantity, has proven to be a rather... effective aphrodesiac. Surely this is useful for something, though I am currently at a loss as to what.
Local medical chemicals: It would seem that local alchemists are rather unskilled, as almost every potion, poultice, salve, powder, and other form of healing aid I have received access to is heavily infused with various forms of health damaging effect that could have been removed with simple alchemical refinement. I have voiced my concerns to the Commander that perhaps the enemy is poisoning our supply of medicine. He seems to have taken me seriously and has requested I instruct the local healers in creating basic health potions. As I am a busy man, I agreed to have Louise teach them instead in return for a favor at a later date. End audio log.
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12:07 April 28th, 2015: Zion Valley, Utah
Standing from the crate he'd been sitting on, Martín Espinoza cleared his throat to get the others' attention. When they all stopped to look in his direction, he tapped his watch, making Sgt. Granger nod and head out. "Sorry princesa, sarge and I gotta go let the quacks perform their twisted experiments on us."
"O-oh... already?" She asked in a disappointing tone that just made him want to hug the stuffing out of her... if the little spitfire wouldn't tear his arms off for doing so. It just wasn't fair that such an adorable girl was so averse to being the sweet little sister she was meant to be. As if the very thought annoyed her, she put on her best 'snobbish' look and declared, "Fine, I think I've had enough practice today anyway."
Cynric took that moment of distraction and punched her in the gut with a flaming fist, causing her to shout in pain and alarm as her shirt caught fire. Of course, this was the eighth time this happened today, so Espinoza wasn't all that concerned as Louise worked to pat out the flames. "I doubt you could hold a lantern without scalding yourself." The old man scoffed. "If you think that is good enough to not need more practice, maybe I should not have agreed to teach you something so complicated as Fire Shield and stuck to brute strength. Say goodbye to your friend, you will make him late."
"I said enough for today!" The girl shouted, turning to comply before whirling back on the retreating figure of her teacher. "And he's not my friend!"
Grinning internally, Espinoza fell to his knees and cupped his hands over his heart. "Ay, Dios mío! You wound me chica."
"Shut up, stop being stupid." Louise replied with a small smile. "Just go already, I have to teach alchemy in an hour anyway."
Snapping a salute, ruined by his current kneeling position, he rolled backward into a standing position. In a flash, he pinched her cheek before sprinting for his life as the girl used her magical powers to throw boxes and furniture in his direction. Her shriek of 'Brazen dog!' and several threats of death chased him as he fled laughing. Ducking into the women's restroom around the corner, he waited for the girl to finish checking the men's room and continue down the hall before he headed in the other direction toward the cargo lift.
Barely making it before the doors closed, Martín managed to dive into the elevator just in time. Dusting himself off, he looked around at the various looks of annoyance and amusement from the other occupants. A cutie with a blue pixie-cut sighed, "Why do you antagonize the bitch?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." He replied with a grin that some might call 'shit-eating' and leaned against the wall.
She rolled her eyes at that. "Even I heard her the harpy screech and I was on the floor above you. The psycho's gonna kill you, I don't get how you can spend so much time with her."
Shrugging, Espinoza continued to play dumb, mostly just to annoy the woman. He couldn't place where he'd seen her before, but she probably hadn't even tried to talk with Louise before judging her, something he hated for people to do. Sure the Louise was kind of stuck up, but it was painfully obvious to anyone who looked that she just didn't know how to act any other way. Martín had had a girlfriend like that once upon a time and knew that if he kept at it, he could help her open up to the world.
The buzzer announced their arrival at the level three and he disembarked, turned left, and pushed his way through the doors to the science wing. Through large windows he watched men and women as they went about their work dissecting aliens, prying apart fragments of alien technology from the UFO, staring into science-y things, and bicker in front of equations on whiteboards.
Shaking his head to shake out the dangerous maths he's seen, Espinoza soon found himself in a lineup of sergeant Granger and the three new rookies that came in to fill the holes left in Strike Two from the alien attack on Rio. In front of them was a monologueing Dr. Vahlen and try as he might to listen to the doctor's speech, he quickly started daydreaming about his upcoming turn at trying to beat Cattleya at strip poker. He was pretty sure she used magic to cheat and all the guys were too nervous in her presence to say anything. Not like he could blame them, she may not be as short tempered as her sister, but that chick tames giant monsters that make chryssalids look cuddly and has huuuuge-
"-nd wait for your bodies to adapt to the changed DNA. Any questions?" Dr. Vahlen asked, her hawk-like gaze scanning across the assembled group of soldiers before zeroing in on Martín. Swallowing nervously, he shook his head hard enough to cause a headache. He'd heard the stories about the good doctor and just wanted her to look at someone else before she read his mind and found out he called her a quack. "Good, we shall do this in alphabetical order. Espinoza, you're first."
Cursing silently, he nervously raised a hand and pointed at Ebbson. "But what abou-"
"Yes, Corporal Espinoza? You wish to volunteer for the full set of modifications?" She asked dispassionately, making several notes on her Clipboard of Evil.
"Er.. No tha-"
"Wunderbar!" She said in an exaggerated version of her normal German accent. "Sergeant Granger, care to confirm that this is his signature?" Without bothering to look at the offered clipboard, Granger grunted in affirmation. Nodding to the sergeant, Vahlen wrote down several more notes. "Das ist gut. Into the capsule Mr. Espinoza... well, what are you waiting for? Strip!"
With a whimper, he complied and took his clothes off before swiftly climbing into the strange cylinder. The closed in front of him and he put the breathing mask onto his face as the others began to slowly follow his example. Being first into his tube, Martín's quick efforts were rewarded as he was treated to the sight of both Sergeant Granger and the gorgeous new redhead that came in last night with the rest of Strike two's replacements, both dressed the same as him.
"Standing on a corner watching all the girls go by
Brother you don't know a nicer occupation
Matter of fact, neither do I~"
Orange fluid slowly filled the tube as he sang into the mask's microphone with a satisfied smirk at the women's glare. His smirk died fast as mechanical hoses stabbed needles into his body and Doctor Vahlen stepped in front of his pod. "Your procedure will take quite a few days and these capsules do not waste precious Meld by opening until the victim... I mean patient is finished with their treatment. Do try to relax for this next part, we wouldn't want you stewing in your own waste. I would appreciate if you actually listen next time I explain something to you." Needless to say, Martín did not enjoy the next hoses to insert themselves than the last ones. Turning to inspect the next pod, he could swear her heard her say 'quack'.
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When did I fall asleep?
Almost all the lights in the lab were off... though an orange one kept spinning over the door... or was it just the liquid he was floating in. Looking around the room, he could see the others sleeping in their pods. It dawned on Martín that the reason he was awake wasn't the light, but because a noise was flooding into the room from the open hallway door. It was the alarm that signaled an alien attack.
Shit!
Briefly struggling and failing to reach the hoses in his limbs, he finally noticed the man in the room with them. The man wore a suit over his slender body and glasses obscured his eyes as he approached the pod. In a silky smooth voice, the man motioned for Martín to calm down. "Easy there buddy, everything's fine. Go back to sleep, it'll all be over by the time you wake up."
The man pressed a button on the outside of the pod and Martín drifted off to sleep once more.
Status: Healthy
Magicka: (650/650)
General Battle Plan:
[] Aggressive.
[] Stealth. Avoid direct combat.
[] Sweep and Clear. It may be slow, but it's better than leaving an enemy to the rear.
[] Write in.
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A/N: I was going to say something here, but it slipped from mytentacles fingers.
Met with Doctor Vahlen today and discussed potential avenues of research. While she has her theories on how the aliens' powers work, we will need to obtain more samples before we can devise a proper countermeasure. This is unfortunate, as teaching Louise to resist mental influences could take years. If I could only uncover the means by which their powers function, I could no doubt negate their effects with a specialized enchantment.
April 16 2015
Looking over my apprentice's most recent achievement, I find myself encountering a strange development. The child arrived back at the subterranean fortress last night with an alien ship in tow. Immediately she sought me out for my approval, her nervous excitement causing an unusual stirring in me that I was unable to place at the time. After congratulating her on a job well done, I allowed her to show me around the vessel and regale me with her tale of conquest.
Though many a decade is past, the similarity to the feelings mother's presence would evoke is disconcerting. Has the pride I hold in my increasingly successful effort to help strengthen the girl's abilities grown unknowingly into some sort of fondness for my apprentice? Am I beginning to view her as something akin to family?
These thoughts are a pointless distraction from my research.
April 20th 2015
Shen has requested my assistance in building a device to search for the aliens' ships, interrupting my research on improving Arniel's unique variation of a flame spell. Irritating as it may be, finding the enemy is more important than adding another minor destruction spell to my list of skills. We cannot capture any prisoners if we cannot find them.
April 21st 2015
Louise has noticed that I have been avoiding her and took it upon herself to track me down. I did not give her a reason for my avoidance and suggested to teach her some spells to increase her combat effectiveness. Always easy to sidetrack with the promise of knowledge, she immediately forgot that she was upset and left to find our minder.
Before attending to that, I must note that Arniel's spell was indeed a wise choice to start with. Both it's instantaneous travel time and direct line of travel lend it well to combat once the pitiful damage output is solved. I believe the solution lies in the means of performing damage. Arniel used the spell to slowly heat up small objects and for cooking of all things, pulling the heat from the air along the beam's path and transferring it to the target. This had the problem of increasing the magicka requirement while causing minimal damage to the target, which was fine for his intended use. An increase in magicka was simply too taxing for negligible gain, so tomorrow I shall attempt to alter the spell further.
April 22nd 2015
Success! After attempting with lightning caused the beam to lose coherency over distance and directly creating a beam of fire being entirely too costly, though inverting the original spell to freeze objects has potential if one avoids having the beam traced back to their position.... Still, I diverted my efforts to enchanting Shen's device to hopefully prevent the aliens from using it's signal to locate the base. While using one of the in the workshop to cut some small pieces of metal, I decided to copy the machine's methods and switched away from traditional destruction entirely. Several well known restoration spells function by creating sunlight in large quantities, which is perfect for my needs. As it turns out, condensing the light of Magnus into a line as small as a thread of silk is extremely effective at burning through practically anything I could test it on.
The girl decided to invite the large man from Strike One to the lesson last night. She claims he simply followed her, but it's rather obvious that she is a lonely child who found something resembling a friend. Since he lacks any real power and has no real influence over her, I am willing to allow their interactions to continue for now. In any case, Louise surprisingly only needed one attempt to cast a minor fortify strength spell and we spent the next three hours increasing the spell's magnitude. By the end of the lesson she was able to outperform Espinoza in a competition of strength, humiliating the man in wrestling by simply picking him up with a single arm and dropping him out of the ring. Tomorrow we work on increasing the duration of the spell, as a single minute is not nearly long enough for combat, she can improve her max weight on her own.
April 25th 2015
Audio Log: While experimenting with the materials I have gathered since leaving Nirn, I have happened upon several discoveries. The list is as follows;
Unknown Halkeginia metal: reaction to heat is opposite standard, melting at below freezing and unresponsive to intense heat. Potentially useful for high temperature equipment, but in extremely limited supply at the moment.
Golden Saint Intestines: While not useful in the creation of potions, has a a filling quality that completely eliminates the need to eat for the day... or at least removes the sensation of hunger... more tests needed.
Lightning mouse components: completely useless for anything I can determine at the moment, though the intestinal tract contained a decent amount of Void Salts.
Unknown swamp metal: Putting shavings through the calcinator causes metal to release a flash of magicka. The produced ash creates a gnawing hunger for the 'souls' of Quelana's world. Luckily this effect is temporary, but such maddening hunger would be a good addition to a poison or used in interrogation.
Purple moss: Immediately obvious upon sampling, this moss has four defining traits and all of them pertain to the neutralization and removal of poison effects. This would cure Queleah of her remaining health problems, leaving her to recover naturally or magically.
Dragon Head Stone: Impervious to damage, preventing any samples from being shaved or chipped from the main mass. Taste testing provided no clue as to it's purpose.
Thin Man venom sample: Causes minor bleeding upon contact. No further testing due to not being foolish enough to ingest such a substance.
Green liquid sample: Confirming Vahlen's analysis, consuming this fluid produces the same effects as human flesh and human hearts would. Damage Health, Damage Magicka, Damage Magicka Regen, Frenzy, Fortify agility, paralysis, and restore magicka are all viable potions to use this substance in. Such a large number of effects in a single source makes this a valuable ingredient, but also one that would be time consuming to refine individual traits out of.
Orange liquid sample: The substance referred to as 'meld' by the X-com personnel is... unique. Consuming a drop has no immediate effect. Attempting to prepare it in alchemy equipment results in destruction. Using as an adhesive between two plates of Chaurus and Chryssalid chitin resulted in two two pieces slowly melting together to form a plate with the pressure resistance of a chaurus and the piercing resistance of a chryssalid. Yet more reason to pressure the locals to improve the chaurus now that the gene lab is finished.
Chryssalid chitin, venom, and brain: Chryssalid chitin proves rather resistant to attempts to being cut or stabbed and is magicka inert, a useful trait for alchemy and enchanting equipment. The creature's venom proves both painful and a local paralytic, causing affected areas to go limp. Tested on the two-headed cow. Chryssalid brain matter, while small in quantity, has proven to be a rather... effective aphrodesiac. Surely this is useful for something, though I am currently at a loss as to what.
Local medical chemicals: It would seem that local alchemists are rather unskilled, as almost every potion, poultice, salve, powder, and other form of healing aid I have received access to is heavily infused with various forms of health damaging effect that could have been removed with simple alchemical refinement. I have voiced my concerns to the Commander that perhaps the enemy is poisoning our supply of medicine. He seems to have taken me seriously and has requested I instruct the local healers in creating basic health potions. As I am a busy man, I agreed to have Louise teach them instead in return for a favor at a later date. End audio log.
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12:07 April 28th, 2015: Zion Valley, Utah
Standing from the crate he'd been sitting on, Martín Espinoza cleared his throat to get the others' attention. When they all stopped to look in his direction, he tapped his watch, making Sgt. Granger nod and head out. "Sorry princesa, sarge and I gotta go let the quacks perform their twisted experiments on us."
"O-oh... already?" She asked in a disappointing tone that just made him want to hug the stuffing out of her... if the little spitfire wouldn't tear his arms off for doing so. It just wasn't fair that such an adorable girl was so averse to being the sweet little sister she was meant to be. As if the very thought annoyed her, she put on her best 'snobbish' look and declared, "Fine, I think I've had enough practice today anyway."
Cynric took that moment of distraction and punched her in the gut with a flaming fist, causing her to shout in pain and alarm as her shirt caught fire. Of course, this was the eighth time this happened today, so Espinoza wasn't all that concerned as Louise worked to pat out the flames. "I doubt you could hold a lantern without scalding yourself." The old man scoffed. "If you think that is good enough to not need more practice, maybe I should not have agreed to teach you something so complicated as Fire Shield and stuck to brute strength. Say goodbye to your friend, you will make him late."
"I said enough for today!" The girl shouted, turning to comply before whirling back on the retreating figure of her teacher. "And he's not my friend!"
Grinning internally, Espinoza fell to his knees and cupped his hands over his heart. "Ay, Dios mío! You wound me chica."
"Shut up, stop being stupid." Louise replied with a small smile. "Just go already, I have to teach alchemy in an hour anyway."
Snapping a salute, ruined by his current kneeling position, he rolled backward into a standing position. In a flash, he pinched her cheek before sprinting for his life as the girl used her magical powers to throw boxes and furniture in his direction. Her shriek of 'Brazen dog!' and several threats of death chased him as he fled laughing. Ducking into the women's restroom around the corner, he waited for the girl to finish checking the men's room and continue down the hall before he headed in the other direction toward the cargo lift.
Barely making it before the doors closed, Martín managed to dive into the elevator just in time. Dusting himself off, he looked around at the various looks of annoyance and amusement from the other occupants. A cutie with a blue pixie-cut sighed, "Why do you antagonize the bitch?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." He replied with a grin that some might call 'shit-eating' and leaned against the wall.
She rolled her eyes at that. "Even I heard her the harpy screech and I was on the floor above you. The psycho's gonna kill you, I don't get how you can spend so much time with her."
Shrugging, Espinoza continued to play dumb, mostly just to annoy the woman. He couldn't place where he'd seen her before, but she probably hadn't even tried to talk with Louise before judging her, something he hated for people to do. Sure the Louise was kind of stuck up, but it was painfully obvious to anyone who looked that she just didn't know how to act any other way. Martín had had a girlfriend like that once upon a time and knew that if he kept at it, he could help her open up to the world.
The buzzer announced their arrival at the level three and he disembarked, turned left, and pushed his way through the doors to the science wing. Through large windows he watched men and women as they went about their work dissecting aliens, prying apart fragments of alien technology from the UFO, staring into science-y things, and bicker in front of equations on whiteboards.
Shaking his head to shake out the dangerous maths he's seen, Espinoza soon found himself in a lineup of sergeant Granger and the three new rookies that came in to fill the holes left in Strike Two from the alien attack on Rio. In front of them was a monologueing Dr. Vahlen and try as he might to listen to the doctor's speech, he quickly started daydreaming about his upcoming turn at trying to beat Cattleya at strip poker. He was pretty sure she used magic to cheat and all the guys were too nervous in her presence to say anything. Not like he could blame them, she may not be as short tempered as her sister, but that chick tames giant monsters that make chryssalids look cuddly and has huuuuge-
"-nd wait for your bodies to adapt to the changed DNA. Any questions?" Dr. Vahlen asked, her hawk-like gaze scanning across the assembled group of soldiers before zeroing in on Martín. Swallowing nervously, he shook his head hard enough to cause a headache. He'd heard the stories about the good doctor and just wanted her to look at someone else before she read his mind and found out he called her a quack. "Good, we shall do this in alphabetical order. Espinoza, you're first."
Cursing silently, he nervously raised a hand and pointed at Ebbson. "But what abou-"
"Yes, Corporal Espinoza? You wish to volunteer for the full set of modifications?" She asked dispassionately, making several notes on her Clipboard of Evil.
"Er.. No tha-"
"Wunderbar!" She said in an exaggerated version of her normal German accent. "Sergeant Granger, care to confirm that this is his signature?" Without bothering to look at the offered clipboard, Granger grunted in affirmation. Nodding to the sergeant, Vahlen wrote down several more notes. "Das ist gut. Into the capsule Mr. Espinoza... well, what are you waiting for? Strip!"
With a whimper, he complied and took his clothes off before swiftly climbing into the strange cylinder. The closed in front of him and he put the breathing mask onto his face as the others began to slowly follow his example. Being first into his tube, Martín's quick efforts were rewarded as he was treated to the sight of both Sergeant Granger and the gorgeous new redhead that came in last night with the rest of Strike two's replacements, both dressed the same as him.
"Standing on a corner watching all the girls go by
Brother you don't know a nicer occupation
Matter of fact, neither do I~"
Orange fluid slowly filled the tube as he sang into the mask's microphone with a satisfied smirk at the women's glare. His smirk died fast as mechanical hoses stabbed needles into his body and Doctor Vahlen stepped in front of his pod. "Your procedure will take quite a few days and these capsules do not waste precious Meld by opening until the victim... I mean patient is finished with their treatment. Do try to relax for this next part, we wouldn't want you stewing in your own waste. I would appreciate if you actually listen next time I explain something to you." Needless to say, Martín did not enjoy the next hoses to insert themselves than the last ones. Turning to inspect the next pod, he could swear her heard her say 'quack'.
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When did I fall asleep?
Almost all the lights in the lab were off... though an orange one kept spinning over the door... or was it just the liquid he was floating in. Looking around the room, he could see the others sleeping in their pods. It dawned on Martín that the reason he was awake wasn't the light, but because a noise was flooding into the room from the open hallway door. It was the alarm that signaled an alien attack.
Shit!
Briefly struggling and failing to reach the hoses in his limbs, he finally noticed the man in the room with them. The man wore a suit over his slender body and glasses obscured his eyes as he approached the pod. In a silky smooth voice, the man motioned for Martín to calm down. "Easy there buddy, everything's fine. Go back to sleep, it'll all be over by the time you wake up."
The man pressed a button on the outside of the pod and Martín drifted off to sleep once more.
Status: Healthy
Magicka: (650/650)
General Battle Plan:
[] Aggressive.
[] Write in.
[] Stealth. Avoid direct combat.
[] Write in.
[] Sweep and Clear. It may be slow, but it's better than leaving an enemy to the rear.
[] Write in.
[] Write in.
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A/N: I was going to say something here, but it slipped from my
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at Cattleya being the local celebrity among the guys. No surprises here, although I am puzzled why there aren't more of those risking to approach Louise in order to get closer to her sister. Granted, the siblings seem to have drifted apart in the recent updates, and we rarely see them together anymore...
