Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4794494-20141123021722/@comment-4794494-20141124035005

The pelican hovers over a loading station. A contingent of kig-yar troops had formed an improvised barricade against larger mercenary forces. A pair of snipers were sharpshooting from an elevated section, shielded anti-infantry units were standing up front while standard soldiers with carbines were behind them. They constantly utilized the crates, debris and street structure as cover.

Pilot "Alright Spartan, your stop is here. That long-range turret is gonna prevent me from getting any closer. Any ideas on how to get down?"

Spartan Bray signals acknowledgement and throws herself off the rear ramp of the transport, slightly shocking the remaining troops in the hold, although not much due to Andare's earlier maneuver. After two seconds of free-falling, she chins the mechanism for the thrusters; the devices on her back activate and slow her descent. A kig-yar dives aside as she lands where he was moments ago.

She releases a burst of gunfire and kills a mercenary who had gotten dangerously close to climbing the barricade. She runs up and crouches next to the Kig-yar Lieutenant in charge.

Bray "Sit-rep?"

The kig-yar looks back with mild surprise, but is reassured at the sight of the super soldier in menacing armor.

Kig-yar Lieutenant "If we can work our way up this facility, then we can reclaim the turret at the top, or head underground and cut power to deactivate it.

Several bullets fly by, barely missing their heads. The lieutenant blind-fires a burst over the cover.

Kig-yar Lieutenant "Damn mercs keep getting their numbers replenished, so it might be preferable to take the gun in our hands."

Bray "Alright then, I'm your vanguard."