Falling Through Space (With RafaDark)

She whacked the backside of his helmet, frustrated that he had deliberately left
the formation. It was strictly against regulation to exit boundaries and go head on
into battle without prior command. She once again began to fire into the mass until
they were reduced to a few dozen and she called off fire. Most knew why she called
off the attack, because when there were so few left, they were lured into a containment
unit where they could be researched on for better ways of killing them without risking
as many lives.
" Are you trying to get yourself killed Rafa? You know it is against our orders to leave formation."
 
"I know... but..." He sighed and stopped shooting "I hate them... they are disgusting... and I was having a little blood lust... sorry boss" Said scratching the back of his helmet.
 
" yeah, I know... But you need to watch yourself. C'mon, let's finish these bastards off."


Reagan holstered her rifle onto a clip she had fixed onto the backside of her armor and she
then proceeded to light a flare, immediately drawing the attention of what was left of the
Rancors. Most of the others returned to the bunker/ main building. Some went to the
training grounds and the shooting range. At the backside of the building, there was a
cage- like structure with reinforced glass coming up around the whole thing like a dome.
This was where the " left-overs" were kept.
 
"Yes Miss!" Said him changing to his sword and asking her "Do we need to take those things to the dome?"
 
" yeah, the last bunch died off so we needed some more. I am gonna throw
this flare inside the dome and I need you to draw them to it because some
of them are bound to wander away or charge us. So I need you to be ready."

She got ready to throw the flare, but she stopped and looked back just as the
Rancors were drawing closer.
" But seriously though, just call me Ray alright."
 
"Ok, I'm ready when you are, Ray, but you better have some more attention at the aliens behind you first." Said pointing his sword at the Rancors.
 
" Oh fuck those stupid Rancors..."

Launching the flare through the air so that it dropped through
a small opening atop the dome like structure, many of the Rancors
charged towards it and through a quickly opening door that shut
behind each one except the dozen that always wandered off and the
few that were shot because they turned back to fight again. They had
poor eyesight and so anything bright or loud would draw them near
because for them it registered as a human that needed to be killed off.
 
Changing to his heavy machine gun, he started to shoot in the sky until the gun heated becoming bright red, using it on his advantage, he ran inside the dome making almost all of the rest follow him, stopping and throwing his gun in the ground he shouted to Ray "Close the door, I'll be ok, they will follow me anyway."
 
She rolled her eyes but sent a message to the
gate-watchers to close the door to the dome.
The door sliding shut with the familiar grating
against concrete. She pressed a button on her
wrist, bringing it closer to her face as she began
to speak to it, a mic having been implanted there
so she could communicate across a distance to others.
" You gonna be alright in there? Better yet how are
you going to get out?"
 
hearing her voice, he asked evading the attacks of the Rancors "I'll be ok like i said but get out? ummm... I didn't thought on that part, but where did they will take those beasts?"
 
" They move them down to a containment unit below grounds.
And that's where they do their work, and that's all you need to
know from there."


She gave a distressed look towards him, worried as to how she
would get him out before the Rancors got him, she wasn't well
known for her patience and she didn't have time to wait until
the Rancors were removed. Many of the soldiers were already in
the mes hall and she couldn't be late for the commanders return
because he specifically told her that she and all the others needed
to be there.
 
NPC
Name:
Commander Farrell

Age:
24

Image:
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Weapon(s):
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Commander Farrell has this badass battle ax, obviously it has
tech upgrades but it will still cut straight through a reinforced steel beam.

Class: ( Assassin, Charger, Brute, Rogue, Runner)
Though he is a leading commander he is classified as an assassin.

Other Info:
Commander Farrell often goes on scouting missions given to him by the U.S.C.B.S
AKA Universal Space Command Battle Station. He is the leading commander of the Last base in America.
And he knows how to keep his soldiers in line.​
 
"Damn it..." Thought him "So, can you throw another flare in here and open the main door for me to escape? Or I'll have to wait 'till they get all those stupid beasts out of here?" Shouted making some of the Rancors follow him, evading some of their attacks and trying to get his gun back he said "I think i don't have too much time..."
 
She lit her st flare and propelled it into the dome, Rancors running to it and
to Rafa. She called into the mic again and gave the command to reopen the gate.
gradually sliding open, Rafa was given a small chance to escape the dome.
A chopper could be heard in the distance, the Commander had returned.

" Get out of there Rafa!"
 
Grabbing his gun, he saw the door opening and some of the Rancors coming his way again, running to the door he made it out but let 2 Rancors follow him out "FUCK!" thought him as he used his sword to move them back to the dome, turning his head to look at Ray he said "Boss you can close the door now! I think those will not enter!"
 
" Rafa we gotta go! The Commander is gonna be here soon
I can hear his bird coming onto the landing grounds."


She watched the couple of Rancors that followed him out as these
things often happened and she had dealt with it before. The door
locked itself closed, gusts of air rushing across the grounds from
the helicopter that was hovering above the landing platform.

(( Reference Image On The Commander's Aircraft ... click to enlarge... ))

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~ Message from ACS-10 to Station 26 requesting permission to land, repeat massage
from ACS-10 to Station 26 requesting permission to land. ~


Digging a heel into the ground in frustration, she pulled out a flash grenade,
pressing a small red button on the side and throwing it just past Rafa so that
it came into contact with the first rancor, stunning both of them so that someone
else could kill them off.

" Rafa you know the Commander isn't a patient man... Boy is he gonna be pissed
at the two of us..."
 
"Damn it... now what should we do? Did we run to hide or run to greet him?" Asked him looking worried about his situation and cleaning his suit from the evades he made. Looking at the sides he saw an place to hide, an half-opened old exit door on an old building a little away of the main building, showing it to Ray he said "That can be our escape... If you want to escape... You decide."
 
Giving him a stubborn yet somewhat playful shove, she looked at what
Rafa had mentioned as being an escape, looking down with a feeling
of resentment. She clicked the gun into place on her back, running
a hand through her silvery hair trying to think of an explanation worth
the Commander's time.
" No we can't run and hide. We have to follow protocol, and if it means we get
our asses chewed out for being five or ten minutes late then so be it."

Much as she had hated telling Rafa that, a cold truth was better than telling
some tall- tale as if he were a child, as she refrained form treating him or anyone
as such. She paused before pushing open the heavy steel doors that led to the
mess hall, a look of concern on her face.
" All we can do is hope that he doesn't pull us down in ranks."
 
"WHAT??? PULL DOWN MY RANK??? I'm not even being payed well, imagine when i'm in a lower rank!" Shouted surprised by how bad the situation was, helping her and following her, he said with an angry face "We will not lose our ranks! And I mean it! He can't do it right? It was our mission anyway! We completed the mission, didn't we?"
 
" Just don't bring up the fact that you went into the dome okay"
~ ACS-10 you have permission to land, we have an assist team
standing by on location~

The sounds of a landing helicopter were deafening at times, and
Reagan was actually wearing the safety muffs given to them on day
one, and nobody really ever used them. She watched in aprehension
as the Commander exited the aircraft, one arm holding his helmet.
He looked and saw Reagan, a look of complete disapproval on his
face.