Callie looked shocked when she walked into the room and was confronted with Lotus' image.  She hadn't been a direct participant in that affair, but she couldn't help but hear all the gruesome details.

"L..Lotus!  No, no you're not." she said, understanding coming over the young psi-tech.  Her eyes narrowed at the request, she obviously didn't trust the simplicity of it, but neither did she feel like getting shot by her irritable lieutenant.  Callie nodded to Van, taking a moment to erect her own psychic defenses before moving further into the room.

"Right on, Boss" Van looks over toward Shimrod. "Guess we can bargain without the Captain." Van couldn't agree more with the decision. He backs out to go retreive these weapons.

Daemonis watches the Sgt leave. "Wait, I can fit them in here," he says referring to his satchel, "They'll all fit, I assure you."

He follows the young TW out of the room to wherever we've stored these weapons (OOC - Where are they?)

Not having been party to the rune weapon looting, Shimrod concentrates on those felled by the being...

 - The magic stash (and rune weapons) were gathered up in satchels and backpacks and spread out among the 2 squads. I believe Portia kept 2 of the weapons the snake is asking for. -


Shimrod and Portia's demands are completely ignored. Instead, her attention is focused entirely at Van and Daemonis as they gather the weapons from the rest.

   When the weapons are retrieved and placed at Lotus' feet, she embraces the axe, the shield, the daggers, and the spear like children returned to their mother. Instantly Shira, Vashti and Flat Bullet are released of their paralysis and the snake-creature seems to forget anyone else is around. She cuddles with the weapons and slowly changes shape, into a amall snake again.

However, Sorkhan Shira lays dead cuddled up against Madtown's hover-chair...
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Shimrod frowns at the corpse of his leader. However, he can't but help to wonder if he just got a battlefield promotion.

Braga looks to Portia, to see what her orders are regarding the death of the Captain...

Do we leave him behind... or do we claim revenge...?

As the troops pour out of the room, deeper into the facility, Portia pauses to decide what to do regarding Shira...

She considers her duty, and her preferences but she knows she can not linger long waiting to decide a plan of action. In the end she chooses to accept the death of Shira as an acceptable loss to avoid a battle completely with this supernatural snake-creature.

Having not been too fond of Captain Shira up to this point helped her make her decision. The man had been captured in the first days of the Company's formation after all, and was responsible for all of the sloppy decision making, and casualties thus far. (except for Lieutenant Zephram's underground blunder... that was all Zephram's doing...). Not to mention the good Captain had just called out a super-being in arrogance and found himself squirming like a bug under her boot... figuratively speaking... and now he lay dead for his lack of good judgement...

Yes... leaving this incompetant officer behind was no big loss to Tolkeen... and it allowed for a field promotion for yours truly... yes Lieutenant Portia was now in charge of the current mission... excellent...

"Let's get a move on people... let's get this Coalition toy and get the fuck out of here, shall we?"

"Shimrod and Madtown, you are both being absorbed into my squad until further notice."

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Shimrod salutes, "Yes, Commander." As swiftly as circumstance allows, he checks the corpse of his former captain for extra E-clips or anything else that could be of use.

Madtown hasn't spoken in some time... but he seems visibly bothered by Sorkhan's passing...

Perhaps a feeling of guilt that Sorkhan has given his life on what madtown feels is on HIS behalf... or perhaps simply the sight of death has him feeling down...

Or perhaps the fact that they are going deeper into the cave has removed the ability to smile or display any form of contentment...

- OOC : This entire snake exchange has occured in G. Portia's squad is now taking the lead as it walks through the corridor connecting G to S. -

The room marked 'S' appears to be a sort of medical center. There are dozens of beds, and medical equipment in abundabce of every sort. There is a metal hamper filled with bloody rags next to the door to the room marked 'U'. All doors are closed with security locks, and there are no signs of anybody... or anything living anywhere in this room (including snakes).

Squad Two is on their way into room 'S' when Vashti notices the face of a human male cowering in the darkness of room 'J'.
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Looking over at Madtown she says coldly "Okay melonhead im sorry your all broken up your girlfriend Shira checked out but you need to tell me exactly whatever it is we are down here for and make it snappy." Looking at the others she orders, "Secure rooms U..V..and W now! We are running out of time."
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Madtown hovers alongside Portia. Being unable to move his head to look at her, he simply responds out loud. "Tolkeen wants the devices used to make me... the way I am now... They augment the mind of a born-psychic. Ideally to make us more powerful, but most of us die in the process, or shortly thereafter. They are strange spherical devices, like sea mines from the world wars of our history. There should be several enclosed chambers with these devices inside. Tolkeen said they need 1, but want 3 - just in case 1 is damaged during this operation."

"Wait!" Vashti held up his hand...well, one of his hands anyway, and paused in his tracks looking into the darkened room.  His other hands tightened on their respective weapons, "You!" he said, speaking to the face he saw through the doorway, "Come out here, slowly and with your hands visible."

The man in the shadows quickly disappeared from sight and moved back into the dark room upon being discovered by Vashti.

"Listen at Lieutenant! Burd and Severin with me! Come to room 'W'. Thasha and Shimrod, go to Van and make safe 'V'. Tyirrak, take Vashti and Calliandra and make safe 'U'. You elses stick at Portia and back us up!"

Shimrod swiftly moves to room V, eyes constantly scanning as always.

OOC: Did I find anything of use on my dead former commander?

Tyirrak deactivated his plasma grenades and stashed them, and then made handsigns at Vashti and Calliandra that indicated, 'Come With Me' broadly enough.

The blades in his armor slid back as he walked past people to the door, avoiding someone getting sliced from walking up beside him as he hefted his particle beam cannon, ready to burn down anything hostile.

Van leads his squad to 'V'. "Any bad feelings about this one, monkey brains?"

If the door's are locked he'll have Thasha bust through. "Breech and clear, little man."

Otherwise he'll lead the charge in, taking a low stance, allowing those at the back to fire over him.

PM
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Portia stands back and lets her people work... mostly. Seeing the flitting shadow she points her pistol but as Vashti enters the line of fire she lowers it. "People we do not have time to fuck around here! If we encounter any non-Tolkeen personnel and they do not immediately surrender then kill them. Even if they do if they are not immediately useful to what we are trying to accomplish then go ahead and execute them."

With a smirk, Vashti replied to Portia's command, relieved that one of those in charge was aware of the danger.  He pulls a white grenade off of his bandoleer, arms it, and tosses it into the room after the face.  "Gotcha, boss, that should hold him for a bit, if it doesn't kill him outright."  The six-armed swordsman proceeded to ready himself to follow Tyrriak

Callie nearly stumbled as she hesitated when walking up to Tyirrak.  Quickly recovering, largely due to the power-armor's automated systems, she shakes her head.  "It's not safe on the other side of those doors.  Something's...waiting, I think."

The young psi-tech had obviously become acclimated to her companions, however, as she immediately redied her weapons in anticipation of a charge anyway.  She takes up a position near the door to N, one that allows a clear view (if not clear shot) of both doors on the opposite wall.

Braga half-draws a pistol after Vashti's grenade goes off, which was answered with a blood chilling scream. Braga regains himself, and studies the room.

"We attack 3 rooms at same time, no surprises. On order, destroy doors." He points at Flat Bullet and Daemonis "You two, go with demons to 'W'. Karnon and Oksana go to Van."

The simvan looks to Portia to join him before calling out the order.

"ATTACK!!! "
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