- Location
- Singapore
Considering that Havocfett's coming back to Neon Dream and the stunt I wrote last time was written at 3am when I was delirious, have another:
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"Alright, squad." Ayakari Kakyoin ejects a magazine from her rifle and slams a new one home, racking it with speed and zazz. "We're going to be hitting the Research Labs while Robby Speedwagon hits the vampire fucker himself! They've got a ritual going on and ten are already dead, so we've gotta hit hard and hit fast! Angles suck and we have eight cultists unaccounted for, but we have guns and are twenty percent metal!"
"Jeez, lighten up, Boss," Sherry Polnareff sighs. She loads the breaching shotgun with slugs, pumping it for impact. It's not even supposed to have a pump - its an automatic for gods sake - but its cool and that's what matters. "Its just another routine mission."
"Lives are at stake here!"
"Lives are always at stake."
"Hello, Sherry Polnareff. This is the Speedwagon Foundation. Welcome to your fifth combat op."
"Sarge, come on." Alicia Jenson breathes out, an unlit cigarette held in her fingers. "We're on a mission, not a therapy session. I didn't ask for this. Come on, Sherry, take point."
"Thank you, Alicia." Ayakari takes a breath, fingers clenched tight around her gun. Her implants have already taken note of her elevated heart rate and have dispensed relaxants to deal with it. She has to be completely calm for this. "Come on, ladies, we're burning daylight! We need that to burn vampires! To the Labs!"
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"Alright, squad." Ayakari Kakyoin ejects a magazine from her rifle and slams a new one home, racking it with speed and zazz. "We're going to be hitting the Research Labs while Robby Speedwagon hits the vampire fucker himself! They've got a ritual going on and ten are already dead, so we've gotta hit hard and hit fast! Angles suck and we have eight cultists unaccounted for, but we have guns and are twenty percent metal!"
"Jeez, lighten up, Boss," Sherry Polnareff sighs. She loads the breaching shotgun with slugs, pumping it for impact. It's not even supposed to have a pump - its an automatic for gods sake - but its cool and that's what matters. "Its just another routine mission."
"Lives are at stake here!"
"Lives are always at stake."
"Hello, Sherry Polnareff. This is the Speedwagon Foundation. Welcome to your fifth combat op."
"Sarge, come on." Alicia Jenson breathes out, an unlit cigarette held in her fingers. "We're on a mission, not a therapy session. I didn't ask for this. Come on, Sherry, take point."
"Thank you, Alicia." Ayakari takes a breath, fingers clenched tight around her gun. Her implants have already taken note of her elevated heart rate and have dispensed relaxants to deal with it. She has to be completely calm for this. "Come on, ladies, we're burning daylight! We need that to burn vampires! To the Labs!"
