"Could be that your friend Cala, the 'reformed' Sentinel, was the traitor."

Jinx looks at Codec for a moment.  "They're going to want to look at you, you know.  The information uploaded from the Awakened allowed us to import your programming into an empty shell.  You got the body of a good friend of mine who died when his plug was pulled by the attacking Sentinels.  Use it wisely.  Unfortunately, that was part of the information lost on upload to this disk."

He starts to lead you out, and you see that the Nautilus is little more than a shell of a ship, having been gutted and nearly destroyed by the wave of Sentinels.  Bodies line the halls as you walk through.

Then you hear a voice.  "Help me," it says.

You look down as you're walking.  Someone is trapped under rubble and machinery.  He is badly injured.

Jinx is ahead of you and didn't hear the person call out for help.  Jinx is moving quickly and you will be left behind if you do not rush to catch up.  The sound of machinery and engines and the whine of the Sentinels behind you is deafening.  You are lucky to have heard the cry for help at all, and Jinx is unlikely to hear you if you call out to him.  He has already moved through the next bulkhead.

Looking through the hole in the wall, you estimate that the Sentinels will reach you in about 90 seconds.

90 seconds

Dracos keeps moving, knowing that if they stop, it'll likely be a lot more than just that one person trapped in the rubble. He speeds up to try and get halfway between the rest of the group and Jinx

"Cala, the traitor?  I guess it's possible.  I didn't know her very well.  Of course, I don't really trust Jaguar either.  The traitor does not necessarily need to be on this side."

Codec?  A strange look appears on Screed's face when the information about him is dispensed.  Looking at him, he asks, "Can you translate what was just said into English?"

And then they are moving, fast.  Things are a blur as he tries to keep up and then comes the voice.  Dracos obviously makes his decision and keeps moving.  Somone else in the group may want to stop though.  Screed, weak as he is, knows he is not going to be of much use do dig someone out of the rubble.  In order to play lookout, he pauses long enough to see if anyone is going to go after the voice.  He intends to keep moving if everyone else does, quickly.  3 seconds pausing is long enough to see if anyone else is stopping.
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Shadow hears the voice, drops his rifle and begins to try and free whoever is under the rubble.  "Would you want to be left behind?" Shadow aims his words at any nearby.

Jade sees Screed stop and stops with him, looking down.  "Do we leave him die or take our chances to save him?"  She tries to see how long it might take to help the person out of the rubble.

To free him, it will take 75 seconds minus the STR of each person assisting, with a minimum of 15 seconds.

Screed drops his weapon with a curse, "FRAG!"  He drops down and begins lending his mediocre strength to the effort.  "Help us, quickly.  Hey, we're coming to help you.  Hold on.  But you better be able to run, cause I'm not carrying you!"  He grimaces at the half-joke as he tries to move the debris.

ST 9
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Jade also jumps in to help.

ST 10

Dracos looks back, and shakes his head, heading off towards their own ship regardless.

Codec rushes in to help.

OOC: Can I use the EM Rifles w/o killing myself?

ST 10

Screed looks over at the other two helping and at the direction that they will have to move trying to estimate whether or not they will be able to make it as he quickly looks from some tool to help the process move faster.

Shadow begins moving the rubble with the others in a frenzied pace.  "Not gonna worry about any pulled muscles, eh?"  He half-smiles as he continues to move chunk after chunk.

ST 13

Screed smiles back, "Nah, there's plenty of time to sleep in the Matrix.  I think I'll write a napping program when I get back to the ship."  He seems to be a bet more settled with a task in front of him.

PM
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67 seconds remaining

You are able to free up a young man in the rubble.  He is limping and sore, but says, "Thanks.  My name's Twitch."



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