PHD #336: EVENT - All Aboard
All Aboard
Summary: Marines from Areion and Cerberus participate in a joint training exercise simulating an attacking force boarding the spook ship.
Date: 29 January 2042 AE
Related Logs: None
Players:
Kincaid Lady Lysander Madilyn Mathers Richards Samuel Vandenberg NPC Volans 
CEX-300 Areion
Descs in sets.
Post-Holocaust Day: #336

The scenario begins with the boarding team arriving via raptor, set to land in the hangar and from there attempt to make their way to the mocked up CIC. They've been provided with a rough layout of the ship and directions to their target, but knowledge of the ship could not be considered complete. Joining them today are a number of marines from the Areion, pledged to keep quiet about the proper route but otherwise to work with their Cerberus counterparts as seamlessly as possible. Their leader is Master Sergeant Amika Keller, a no-nonsense Virgan in her mid-30s. She and her counterparts check and re-check their gear as the Raptor makes its approach, and look to Madilyn, having ceded leadership to the Cerberus officers, and then Keller takes it upon herself to look around and bark, "Everybody ready? We have a plan for exit? They can't shoot us down without risking blowing the hangar, but I wouldn't guarantee us a clean exit when the door goes up."

Kincaid is standing near the exit to the Raptor, glancing at the door. Waiting, waiting. "We need to toss smoke and then move out under cover," suggests the Lance Corporal, speaking up. "If they can't see us, that'll make it harder to take us down."

When Kincaid makes his suggestion Richards can't help but to smile, that being pretty much what he was going to suggest as well. "I think she was asking if we've got one ready to go, man. Not asking us to tell her. Come on." Patting him on the shoulder, Dick looks around before adding in a whisper, "First one to bite it buys the first round of lapdances at Pete's."

Samuel keeps silent as he looks around between the others now. Expression a bit thoughtful, bordering a frown as he listens to what's being said.

"If they can't see us, they have to shoot blind into their own hangar. Closer we can get to their parked and laid up birds, the better. You two," Madilyn instructs Kincaid and Richards, "you're going to lay down the smoke. Once you're out, take cover behind whatever parked birds they have, whatever tool chests or carts you can find, and we'll assess the enemy situation from there." Checking over the rifle in the last few seconds, Madilyn divvies up the fireteams, one out and left, the other out and right.

"Flash bang." Mathers mutters before he turns his head and spits out the toothpick he's been gnawing on. "Disorient them. Don't want to toss smoke because we don't have ventilators ourselves." It's a suggestion to the CO to counter Kincaid and the one Madilyn herself chooses, but he's not questioning her decision. "If you toss smoke, we need to make a run for it instead of waiting and wasting time on coughing and hacking." Regardless, he moves to take his place.

Sergeant Lysander is off to the side of things, tucking in a knife and securing it in place at his side. He's not too far up on the food chain that is command and as thus kept quiet; he's also checking out the folk from Areion, still, because they're just so gosh darn interesting. That takes precedence for him, leading to the man glancing blankly up when orders and ideas are sifted out. Garret looks to nod stiffly in reply.

One of those fascinating Areion marines is Staff Sergeant Lorenzo Olsen, though as he informed everyone when they were introduced, he really prefers 'Larry'. Go figure. "I've got flashbangs!" he speaks up, catching on that soft word of Mathers, "They're awesome, but I never get to use 'em. It'd be fun! Then we can just hop over the knuckledraggers and run to the door while they hold their ears and cry." He beams.

Whatever the team is going to do, they're going to have to do it soon. "Landing in twenty seconds," the pilot calls out.

…and down they go. As soon as the hangar floor is beneath them with a jolt, the Areion marines are on their feet, ready to go, and the ECO presses the button to unseal the door, setting it to manual so the first marine out can give it a shove to open when they're ready.

Lady left the stick at home today, going in with only her seven little toes and three prongs of metal drilled into the bones of her foot wrapped up snug in her boots. She'll see what she can do. She looks game enough for it, though, left knee bouncing with oent-up energy as she looks ready to spring up out of her restraints the moment the clear is given. She might be salivating a little, looking at that door.

"Area's too big for flashbangs," counters Kincaid, glancing over at the Boss, Madilyn. "Area's too open. The bang won't have the sort of confusion that we're hoping for. I think smoke's the way to go." But when she picks him out to toss smoke, he just nods, grabbing a grenade from his belt. "I'll toss left, you go right," he tells Richards. "Lady, pop the door for us, and then we'll toss." He nods to his fellow Lance Corporal.

"Huah!" comes the bark from Lady. None of the finesse of a human word, but with all the animalistic vigor of a bull ready to charge. She shrugs off the left half of the restraints, then the right, getting both hands on her rifle before she shoves forward and up across the cabin, slamming her shoulder into the hatch to pop it open with a litle more force than strictly needed before she turns back, crouching down at the inside of the hatchframe, looking back into the Raptor to save her eyes the full force fo the flash.

Richards tosses one of the smoke 'nades in his hand, pin still in place, grinning like a fool. "Come on. The longer we frakking spend here running our gobs the more of a chance to get to us." Hatch eventually opened, he pulls the pin and throws the canister out, it landing a fair distance away. If it's good, it'll go off after a bit. If not? They're frakked, yeah?

"Tossing smoke!" calls out Kincaid, tossing his canister in the opposite direction of Richards, counting off the seconds until the puff is supposed to come out. One-one-hundred. Two-one-hundred. "Wait for it to get going and then we move," Kincaid tells to those behind him, peeking out the hatch.

When the doors open, the Marines aren't just greeted with a normal hangar. There's deck personnel everywhere. And they know its an exercise. They've already set down their tools but most of them are wearing laser vests. No guns to speak of. And all of them are smiling. Thurr be blood in the air. "GET 'EM!" comes a shout from the back of the group - about twenty or so. They never get the chance. When the smoke grenades clank out and begin puking the acrid blanket everywhere, they disperse, running into each other. Muffled curses and coughing can be heard between the sounds of people stumbling over equipment.

"There's a door to stairs about fifteen meters that way," Keller points to the left diagonally from the Raptor door, "There's aircraft between us and them but once we get past the smoke we should be fine. Everyone should run that way." Her gear is checked once more and then she and her team poise, ready. When the smoke goes off and the door open she shouts, "Everybody go! Go! Go!"

Samuel keeps quiet as he gets ready to move. They're here to do some work, not chat, right? Shaking his head a bit as he looks between the others, starting to move as it's being shouted that they should do so. Looking around rather quickly in the process.

Lady goes, goes, goes. Keeping her back to the bulkhead she peels herself around rifle-first to lay down suppressive fire for those exiting the Raptor, but, finding very little incoming fire in need of suppressing, yet, she slinks out with all due speed, keeping low, keeping keen watch for the source of incoming.

"Move out! Move out!" Mathers waves the others out the hatch, choosing to bring up the rear himself. Past that initial suggestion about flashbanging the immediate area, he otherswise just falls into the part of backing Madilyn's play. She said smoke, so they're doing smoke, never mind the fact that his eyes are watering despite the fancy goggles they get to wear.

Kincaid is near the rear himself, having had to toss out the smoke. Once some of the others have filed out, he hops out of the Raptor, pointing his light-gun rifle out in front of him, sweeping it left and right, moving through the smoke towards the stairs. Hopefully, none of the Deck crew is out to be heroes in this particular training mission.

Dashing out, Richards tries to move to point, taking to a knee behind something that is close and large enough to provide cover. Once he gets a feel for who or what may or may not be around he's giving the signal for the others to move in and take cover as well, or, for those who already moved, to get the frak down if they haven't already.

"Alright folks, move move move! Out of the smoke as quick as you can!" That's the last thing they'll hear from Madilyn before she jumps from the landing Raptor and out onto the carrier's deck. The smoke works both ways, of course, allowing obscured passage toward the back of the deck while helping discourage any interference on the part of the deckie, but causing the same effects on the Marines. They know to move fast toward the door though; maybe those deckies won't be so organized?

Lysander reaches up with his right hand to tap the front lip of his helmet before bringing his weapon to bear as the smoke grenades go out. He's triple-checked his gear. He's steeled his nerves. He's ready. While he internally debates on whether or not he's ready to take a bullet for the people around him, he externally drives his boots into kissing deck as he aims in the general direction of their exit.

No? No fire? Anyone? Anyone? Seeing none… Lady stands further, making tracks for the door. Not as fast as she'd like, but she's steady on her two makeshift feet as she moves, and, her half-metallic foot wrapped and tucked inside a boot, at least she isn't clanking. She looks to Lysander as she joins him at the hatch.

The General Quarters alarm sounds, the classic 'Gong! Gong! Gong!' coming shortly before an announcement comes over from CIC: "This is a drill! This is a drill! Enemy boarding action in progress in the hangar bay! Away Marine Fireteams! This is a drill!"

Keep low. Keep alive. Mathers follows the team, driving them forward like a shepherd and trying to make sure no one goes off track. His laser-appointed gun sweeps back and forth, covering their progression towards the stairwell and making sure no unfriendlies close them off.

The Areion marines have the benefit of familiarity, of course, but they spread themselves among the group so as to help lead the way (and team-build, of course, etc., etc.) as they all hurry through the smoke towards the stairs. "This way!" Olsen hisses at one point to whatever other black-clad shapes are around him. He's one of the first to the hatch, and waves the rest over before heading into the stairs himself.

"And so it begins…" Is that the drill itself, or Samuel actually talking, as he runs with the others. Nodding a little bit as he hears Olsen's words, following the man to the hatch. Glancing around rather quickly now.

Kincaid is towards the back of the ground, so he makes the run for the stairs backwards, covering the rear. Sweep left. Sweep right. Once he's through the hatch of the stairwell, he takes a knee, keeping his rifle pointed out at the Deck. Just in case. He glances over his shoulder to check on the other's progress up the stairs.

Entrusting the task of leading the way to the Areion marines primarily, Madilyn hangs near the back of the crowd, to usher the rest of her own marines to the hatch. As as safety measure, though, at least one more of the Areion near the back should something happen up front. Up the stairs she moves along with the rest, taking more time to secure the path back down and keep folks from pursuing.

At regular intervals Dick will give hand gestures which all Marines should know - look around, listen, get down, move - which means it's slow going for them but it's all part of the training. Moving slow means you just might survive to see another fight.

"Look at that, the hard part's all done an' over with," offhandedly does Lysander comment once the hatch has been made to. His words are aimed towards Lady just before he glances over a shoulder in the direction of the smoke before stepping through, backwards and with rifle aimed in covering the others. He's left with a good, cocky half-grin too. It's probably going to stay there for a while and a half now, but the adrenaline's flowing and he's rea- it's already been noted that he's ready.

Up the stairs they go, the Areion grunts keeping to their positions, swiveling this way and that to keep an eye on the stairs above and below as well as the hatchways they're passing, in particular the one they're now nearing. "Deck 3," Keller informs those nearby, though the big '3' on the wall could have told them that easily enough. She speaks softly, "We likely want in either here or up on six. Your call, brass."

At the top of the stairs, before the hatch is opened, or at the very least before they all pile through, Madilyn makes to the front. The signal for silence - as best they can muster, at the very least - is given, and she takes a listen. There's muffled bootfalls running by but fading out, and then the muffled and distorted radio chatter. One voice on the radio, one answers the radio, then that same voice repeats and confirms to someone else out there. Two, maybe three, Madilyn indicates with her fingers, pointing at the hatch. "Sounds like a handful of Marines stationed at this hatch, a fireteam at least ran by. Seems as good a place as any to make our presence known."

"Oh hey!" Larry whispers, holding up a hand and nodding after Madilyn speaks, "We can totally take those guys, it's—" he cuts off at a glare from Keller, and finishes, "…some unknown enemies who… sound weak." Nod. He moves into position on one side of the hatchway, weapon ready. Keller does the same, awaiting the go signal.

Clunk, clunk, clunk. Kincaid comes up the stairs backwards for a few steps — successfully not falling along the way — but then leaves his rear-guard duties to one of the Areion grunts so that he can join the group moving towards the CIC. "All right. So what's our plan through the hatch?" he asks.

Richards's not in charge so he has to pause and listen, his expression expectent. "That's a good question," he drones, his eyes flitting to those who have been given orders. A brow arches but he doesn't say more than that, wanting to be as quiet as possible, for one, and secondly because it's not his game. He's just the grunt.

Mathers stays a few steps down from the rest while they sort the particulars out on the landing. The little beam of his laser is pointed down the stairs, covering the flight should anyone decide to follow them up.

Samuel pauses a bit near the stairs, nodding a little bit as he glances around at the others. Getting ready for whatever might be happening now.

Somewhere, several flights below and sounding like it came from the hangar deck, a hatch squeeks open. "Lieutenant said to flood the stairwells," comes a gruff voice. Has to be a Sergeant or higher ranking enlisted. "Get your asses in gear! HUSTLE!" The sound of boots slamming stairs far below mixed with the jangle of grenades, ammunition links, and other gear. Then the hatch slams with a heavy KERRANG!! and locks.

"Same thing goes here folks. Except, this hatch isn't on a Raptor, and we're not entering a hangar deck. You," Madilyn says to one of the sergeants leading the way from Areion. "Out and left. You," she says to the Mathers, "out and right. Fireteams with those two. Secure the hall. I want this hatch shut, locked, and covered behind us." That seems like it will fall to Kincaid, herself, and the others hanging near the back. "They're coming. Got it?" Her hand is on the hatch, ready to open and let the others spill out.

Mathers responds with an, "Oorah." By way of answer, threading his way through team members so he can move from the back of the pack to the front. He makes quick hand signals, portioning out his team with a few quick flicks of his fingers. "On your mark, Major." He mutters, keeping his voice low one shoulder pressed into the jam of the hatch, ready to roll out and into the hall down to the right.

"Got it," says Kincaid the rear guard, nodding to Madilyn. He crouches near the hatch opening, handing back a few stairs. Waiting for the others to go first. "Let's do this."

"On your mark, Major," Keller echoes. It might be just a little bit pointed. She is ready to go by the hatch but her eyes are down the stairs, focused on the first sign of those advancing marine opponents.

Lady just braces her boots fast against the steps in Mathers' shadow, not saying anything, waiting for the mark to go out and right in accompaniment, rifle readied.

"Can't be more than two, sir," quietly comments Lysander. He looks sidelong towards Madilyn before taking a half-step back. For a quick bit, he's eyeballing the large '3' plastered overhead. While readjusting the hold on his GMAR, the Sergeant begins to speak up only to look down and shut his trap. There be cavalry on the way, and not the friendly kind. He prepares with the others to breach the hatch.

Samuel nods wordlessly, before he prepares to move, ready to move out with the Mathers group, glancing around very briefly.

Richards's expression says it a.. 'It's about time'. Nodding to the CO, he gets into place, preparing to move in.

"Mark!" Madilyn barks out. With as much strength as she can muster, she pushes the hatch, standing partially open as it is, outward. Anyone behind it might be smacked by the weight of it, but otherwise, it's to open the portal completely for the rest to spill out and secure the hall. She's almost windmilling, speeding them along as the other marines hurry up the stairs in chase.

Lady is off before the last unvoiced gutteral stop caps the bark of command from the CO. Somewhere between A and R she's rolling out and right, lasers at the ready to start clearing the way for Mathers and the team, striding down the corridor if resistance allows it.

Mathers hand lands on Lady's shoulder, staying her quick advance by just a hair. "My way." He mutters low, with a feral grin on his face as he shows her the flashbang he has in his hand. It gets tossed down the right side of the wall, before he pulls back slightly into the safety of the stairwell and slings his rifle back around front wanting for the 'bang' part of the stun gernade.

On Madilyn's mark Larry helps shoulder the door open, tossing a flashbang out to the left and then ducking back behind, eyes shut and ears blocked. It goes off — loud and bright enough even from behind the door and out in the stairwell — and then out stream the marines to their designated positions, some left, some right. Those from the Areion all have their weapons up and ready. The pair who were guarding the door have been caught off-guard and stunned, but one manages to get his weapon up anyway, spraying off a few rounds in the general direction of the attackers, though with his eyes nearly shut there's not too much hope of hitting anything.

The sounds of gunfire and flashbangs. The lasershots still fire blanks to simulate the earsplitting of combat. The first sound to come up after the blasts fade are that of the Marines in the stairwell behind the boarding party. "-..airwELL! DECK THREE!" Those boots are moving doubletime, now. "I think I see them!!" All around, the sound of boots on deck plating can be heard descending on their position. The ship is getting very small, very fast.

Kincaid is tense near the back — tense, waiting for the order to spring. Flash! goes the flash bang. "All right! Let's take them! Let's take them and get out of this damn stairwell! We're like fish in a barrel here!" As Clankers made all too clear.

Lady is a little quick out of the gate— but who could blame her, penned up in PT for as long as she has been? She grunts in frustration as she's held back, but waits it out like a good soldier, turning her head toward her shoulder until the bright light fades, and then moving out on her originally plotted course, shooting freely at anyone who looks like they might be involved with the game, keeping moving as long as the resistance isn't too bad to let the others have room to come up and out, as well.

Once the flashbangs pop outside the hatch, those dashing out get an encouraging little shove from Madilyn. Out out out out they spill, fast as can be, alternating one left one right to secure both sides of the hall. Before she too goes through, she makes sure that the others working the hatch see that she has a flasbang in her hands, ready to chuck back through and into the very tight stairwell at the last second before the hatch gets shut and locked.

There's the surge of ardenaline that pushes Richards into motion and, when the others start to enter the other room he moves as well, weapon ready, eyes sweeping side to side constantly. He doesn't say anyything but the look in his eye speaks volumes for him. This might be a mock up but dammit, he's out for blood. Proverbially, of course.

Samuel moves out not too far after Mathers and Lady, readying his weapon very quickly, firing in the direction of those 'enemies' nearby. It might be a game, but it's always those that hate losing games like this that survive when the game becomes reality, isn't it?

Time to move, and so Mathers does so before they get boxed in. No rest for the wicked. Now where's that damnable CIC? Tromp tromp tromp. Boots sound on the deck as they beat feet in their pursuit of winning this 'game'.

The Marines of Areion and a few from Cerberus take the lead in a rush, knowing their target is close and feeling the adrenaline pound in their veins. "Almost there!" Feet pound hard against the deck plating as they hustle, rifles up towards a slight bend in the hall. One stops briefly to clear before signalling forward. They just starting to get into the clear of the hallway when one belts out a "OH SHI-" that mixes with a "CONTACT!" from another. Two cylinders sail through the air, one bouncing off the helmet of a Cerberus Sergeant. Both explode at nearly the same instant in a blinding flash of light, the concussive force of the overpressure and associated sound blasting a few of them directly onto the ground. A familiar voice can barely be heard over the slowly dying RIIIIIIIiiiiiiinnnng: Vandenberg's. "OPEN FIRE!" Fight's On.

As the flashbangs flash and bang gunfire rings out as well, and those unlucky few leading the charge find themselves with beeping vests that indicate — when they are no longer so stunned that they don't notice much of anything but white light and ringing noises — that they are 'dead'. The rules of the game dictate they stay where they fell, but one or two, not wanting to get trampled, slink surreptitiously towards the walls, drawing hands and feet out of stomping-distance as much as possible.

<COMBAT> Triggering new turn.
<COMBAT> Samuel fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion3 with Rifle - COVER stops the attack.
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion3 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion3 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Madilyn fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion2 with Rifle - COVER stops the attack.
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion2 with Rifle - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Cover) (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion2 with Rifle - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Cover) (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Areion1 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Lady with Rifle - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Lady with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Lady with Rifle - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg fires fullauto!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Lysander with Rifle - Moderate wound to Right Leg.
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Lysander with Rifle - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Lysander with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Richards with Rifle - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Richards with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Richards with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Madilyn with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Madilyn with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion1 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion1 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Lysander attacks Areion2 with Rifle - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lady suppresses Areion1 with Rifle. <unsuccessful>
<COMBAT> Lady suppresses Areion2 with Rifle. <successful>
<COMBAT> Lady suppresses Areion3 with Rifle. <successful>
<COMBAT> Kincaid passes.
<COMBAT> Areion4 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Kincaid with Rifle - Moderate wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Kincaid with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Kincaid with Rifle - Moderate wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Areion2 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion2 attacks Mathers with Rifle - Moderate wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Areion2 attacks Mathers with Rifle - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Areion2 attacks Mathers with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion3 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion3 attacks Lady with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion3 attacks Lady with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion3 attacks Lady with Rifle - Serious wound to Head (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Volans has started a new turn. Pose and choose your action.
<COMBAT> Lady has been KO'd!

Either Dick's lucky or the guys they are going up against really suck as no hits regiester on him. Not that he hit his target but he's still pumped when nothing beeps or lights up on his vest. Sneering, he takes aim at the same soldier and lets loose with another single 'shot'.

And this is why flashbangs work. Kincaid is caught out in the open when the others duck for cover behind the corner, caught flat-footed by their throwing. And so the reporter turned cop is stunned, forced to throw his hand up in front of his face too late. That's when the laser bullets come in, striking his hand. He's able to not go down from the hits however — at least according to his vest — so he struggles to bring up his rifle, aiming it out at his attacker.

Samuel manages to avoid the incoming fire as he ducks down, although his own shots, sent in the general direction of the 'enemies' are not effective at all. Shaking his head momentarily as if to clear it, he takes aim once more, firing off another burst.

The whole side of the hallway that Vandenberg commands just explodes in a hail of gunfire. They're spread across the intersection up ahead and taking cover behind a series of stacked crates. The Lieutenant's rifle bucks hard as her selector never even clicked on burst on its way to full auto. The other Marines are picking their targets and putting down relentless fire.

Enemies in front and enemies behind. With the reinforcements arriving in the corridor, the best option seems to push through. Those up front push through a little too fast though, and get hit by the flashbangs. Lucky enough to weather that first storm, Madilyn comes through the hatch rifle up and taking aim down the hall at one particular Areion marine, firing bursts.

Six volleys, and only one of them hits home. Sadly, one is all it takes to knock Lance Corporal Lady from the game. "Oh, FRAK that," she hollers, though under the rounds of blanks it doesn't sound as loud as it usually might. But she flops down huffily at the wall— if she's upset about not getting to play anymore, at least she doesn't sulk in anybody's way.

"Motherfrakker," is growled out by Lysander before making good on taking cover from a flashbang. He snaps off a shot and feels mighty proud of himself. He's not all that great though because his vest is in lighting up in disagreement. Rather than argue with it, he steps up and out in order to lay down more fire upon the Areion blokes.

Frak. Mathers ears are ringing and he tries to fight past the disorientation. He and a member of the enemy team seem to get into a wildwest show down, a matter of who hits who first. Unfortunately, Mathers doesn't win. He's not knocked out of the game, so he's flattening himself out against the wall and aiming again.

<COMBAT> Triggering new turn.
<COMBAT> Lady passes.
<COMBAT> Richards fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion1 with Rifle - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion1 with Rifle - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion1 with Rifle - Moderate wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> Lysander fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Lysander attacks Areion2 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Lysander attacks Areion2 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Lysander attacks Areion2 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion4 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Kincaid with Rifle - Moderate wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Kincaid with Rifle - Light wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Kincaid with Rifle - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Areion1 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Richards with Rifle - Moderate wound to Chest.
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Richards with Rifle - Moderate wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Richards with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Samuel fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion3 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion3 with Rifle - Serious wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion3 with Rifle - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion1 with Rifle - ARMOR on Neck stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Madilyn fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion2 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion2 with Rifle - COVER stops the attack.
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion2 with Rifle - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Kincaid fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Areion4 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion3 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion3 attacks Samuel with Rifle - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Areion3 attacks Samuel with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion3 attacks Samuel with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg fires fullauto!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Richards with Rifle - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Richards with Rifle - ARMOR on Neck stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Richards with Rifle - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Madilyn with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Madilyn with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Madilyn with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Lysander with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Lysander with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Areion2 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion2 attacks Mathers with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion2 attacks Mathers with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion2 attacks Mathers with Rifle - Serious wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> Volans has started a new turn. Pose and choose your action.
<COMBAT> Areion3 has been KO'd!

Rat-tat-tat. Kincaid fires off a three-round laser burst, all three shots going nowhere. And since he was still stuck out in the open from the effects of the flashbangs, he is easy prey for the Areion marine taking aim at him. He moves back to the corner, trying to take some cover behind it. "Frak," he murmurs. "I've had better luck against frakking Centurions."

"Psssst," comes a hiss from the floor. It's Larry, waving at whoever is nearest. Knocked out in that first ambush, he and Keller are both slumped near the wall. "Over here!" he urges someone, "We can be your wall!" The two of them arrange themselves helpfully into a vaguely wall-like pile of fake corpse, big enough to just hide one, maaaaybe two people lying behind them.

One of Vandenberg's Marines has his whole vest light up wit ha hit and he curses. "Godsdamnit!" he roars and just falls backwards in place. His head is visible to the people on the other end - especially when he pulls out a cigarette and lights it. Meanwhile the other Marines continue their hail of gunfire. Vandnberg fires into empty and ducks around a corner to reload.

"I guess that's the way we're looking to go?" Madilyn manages to bark out between pulling the trigger on those three round bursts. That pesky Areion marine she's firing at seems to be ducking and weaving just enough to keep the vest from lighting up like a holiday tree. It may be the way she takes eyes off target for a brief second now and again to glance at the hatch behind. Hopefully one of their teammates from the carrier is still in the fight, to give some direction after they clear the corridor.

Richards now starts to ping as being hit which, to be honest, pisses him off. Changing tactics, he gets the thee strange faces in his sights and starts to go commando on them, sending full auto laser fire towards them, screaming in his head 'TAKE THAT MUTHER FRAKERS!' the entire time.

Nodding as he sees the one he was firing at take the full hit, Samuel smiles momentarily, before he aims for another one. He still hasn't found too much cover yet, firing off his bursts to keep the others busy.

<COMBAT> Triggering new turn.
<COMBAT> Vandenberg reloads.
<COMBAT> Richards fires fullauto!
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion1 with Rifle - COVER stops the attack.
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion1 with Rifle - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Cover) (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion1 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion2 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion2 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion2 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Richards attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion1 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion1 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion1 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Madilyn fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion2 with Rifle - Light wound to Left Arm.
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion2 with Rifle - Light wound to Right Leg (Reduced by Cover).
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion2 with Rifle - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lady passes.
<COMBAT> Areion1 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Richards with Rifle - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Richards with Rifle - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Richards with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Lysander fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Lysander attacks Areion2 with Rifle - Moderate wound to Left Arm.
<COMBAT> Lysander attacks Areion2 with Rifle - Serious wound to Neck (Reduced by Cover) (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Lysander attacks Areion2 with Rifle - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Kincaid fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Areion4 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Areion4 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion2 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion2 attacks Lysander with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion2 attacks Lysander with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion2 attacks Lysander with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Samuel fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion4 with Rifle - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion4 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion4 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion4 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Madilyn with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Madilyn with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Madilyn with Rifle - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Volans has started a new turn. Pose and choose your action.
<COMBAT> Areion2 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Richards has been KO'd!

"Hey!" LCpl Lady calls over to the dead man on the other side. The deceased see no right or wrong, no friend nor enemy. Only the offerings that are due them. "Toss me one of them," she goes on to call.

"One of what?" Dead Keller calls back to Lady, "One of us?" She and Larry consult for a moment, and then elbow-crawl their way over to Lady to make an even larger wall. If, of course, that was what she meant. "This is what you meant, right?" Larry asks.

The dead Marine on Vandenberg's side lifts his head and cranes to look at the dead Lance. He lifts the pack, shaking it at her while his comrades dish out fire around them. "Send it back!" He doesn't get off his back but gives the pack a solid throw to land nearest Lady.

"Mother fraking goat-loving assholes," Dick snarks out while 'falling dead', taking a seat on the deck opposed to laying on it. "Someone pistol whip the El-Tee for me," he calls out, jokingly. Not a part of 'real combat' as he would be screaming for a medic… assuming he could scream at all.

"Well, at least you don't shoot like this with the Cylons, Danny," grumps Kincaid to himself, bringing his sight back up to his eyes, trying to keep that pesky Areion marine in his view. Rat-tat-tat. Three more laser shots go wide.

Growling a bit to himself as he misses, Samuel readies his weapon once more, frowning a bit to himself.

As more marines fall, Madilyn does her best kneeling down at the wall - though it offers no cover at all - taking aim and shooting. The marine she'd been targeting finally falls, and counting bursts out in her head, she flips the selector to full-auto, and attempts to put more lead on target as the others emerge from around the corner.

Mathers drops to a knee behind a 'pile' of 'bodies', grousing at them between a volley of fake fire. "Better enjoy that smoke, boys. Next time, you'll actually be dead." Why the downer? Because he can't hit for shit tonight. That's why. Grumpy Marine XO is grumpy.

Lysander enjoys being cautious. He's able to strike down someone in the process of ducking past others' line of fire: his vest can suck it. He pauses long enough against the bulkhead wall in order to look over the area and orient himself about the makeshift battlefield. As much as he would love to talk to the dead right now, he has a Lieutenant to shoot.

Lady slices off a grin for the wallfolk who come crawling at her word. "Nah, I meant the— yeah, them, thanks, guy," she calls back to the helpful corpse who tossed her the ciggies. She takes one from the pack and then frisbees it back to land with a pat back-down on the deck. "Nice fortifications, guys," she tells Keller and Larry. "Gettin' any wall-on-wall action over yonder?"

The 'dead' Marine on Van's side calls back: "Don't thank me! Buy me a drank! Godsdamn!" He lifts the smoke in salute to her.

"You're aiming a little low," one of the Areion marines Mathers hides behind informs him helpfully. His dead head tilts, "I think your scope might be off."

<COMBAT> Triggering new turn.
<COMBAT> Vandenberg fires fullauto!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Mathers with Rifle - COVER stops the attack.
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Mathers with Rifle - ARMOR on Head stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Mathers with Rifle - COVER stops the attack.
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Lysander with Rifle - Moderate wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Lysander with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Lysander with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Samuel with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Samuel with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Samuel fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion4 with Rifle - Moderate wound to Neck (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion4 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Areion4 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Lysander takes careful aim at Vandenberg.
<COMBAT> Richards passes.
<COMBAT> Mathers fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion4 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Madilyn fires fullauto!
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion1 with Rifle - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion1 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion1 with Rifle - COVER stops the attack.
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Madilyn attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Lady passes.
<COMBAT> Kincaid fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Areion4 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Areion4 with Rifle - Light wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Cover) (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Areion4 with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Hydra has left the combat.
<COMBAT> Areion4 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Madilyn with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Madilyn with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Madilyn with Rifle - ARMOR on Abdomen stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Areion1 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Madilyn with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Madilyn with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion1 attacks Madilyn with Rifle - Moderate wound to Right Arm.
<COMBAT> Volans has started a new turn. Pose and choose your action.
<COMBAT> Areion1 has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Lysander has been KO'd!
<COMBAT> Madilyn has been KO'd!

The loud BEEP-BEEP-BEEP of Madilyn and Lysander's vests just makes it all the more difficult for Kincaid. "Really now?" he asks. "So, like, what? I'm going to storm CIC all by myself?" He shifts his aim towards the company's S-3. Maybe he'll have more luck there.

Alright. This is ridiculous. Next time they're installing the broad side of a barn, and maybe Mathers can hit /that/. "Shut up and hold still." Mathers growls, digging his elbows into the man's side to use him as a human tripod to help steady his shots. The man's dead afterall, so that bony intrusion into his ribs shouldn't hurt. Much.

Samuel grimaces at his shots, and turns to fire at Vandenberg this time. "It's on…" he mutters, under his breath, then fires off the burst.

Vandenberg just moves out from cover and fires off half a magazine at the opposing team. People go down and she looks almost as shocked as they do. The woman shrugs and swings the rifle a bit as her sole remaining 'live' teammate rises from cover a little for a better shot.

"Frakkin' damn thing must've hit a major artery or something," Madilyn says as her vest goes from silent to bleeping and flashing like a Cylon newborn in no time. She goes down, but takes the chance to sit back against the wall and observe, taking note of how everyone's working.

"Ow!" That Areion marine laughs as Mathers uses him as a tripod, "Bastard." After a beat he adds, "Good idea, though. I'll hold still, now." So he does.

The good ol' Sarge gets clipped once a'plenty and his vest starts up once again. Lysander checks it in order to verify his unconsciousness and mutters out a curse or two. "That's just wrong. I never get shot out of practices," it's a true fact, too, but he has to go down just like the others and pretends to be deadified.

Richards looks around and then psts towrds Samuel. "Dude, I'll give you whatever you want if you hit the El-Tee in the…" Pausing, he looks at Vandenberg and then back to Samuel. "She doesn't have 'bits',right?"

<COMBAT> Triggering new turn.
<COMBAT> Vandenberg fires fullauto!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Samuel with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Samuel with Rifle - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Samuel with Rifle - Light wound to Chest (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Kincaid with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Kincaid with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Kincaid with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Mathers with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg attacks Mathers with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Vandenberg's weapon clicks empty.
<COMBAT> Lady passes.
<COMBAT> Samuel fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Vandenberg with Rifle - Moderate wound to Abdomen (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Samuel attacks Vandenberg with Rifle but MISSES!
<COMBAT> Lysander passes.
<COMBAT> Richards passes.
<COMBAT> Mathers fires fullauto!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Areion4 with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Mathers attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kincaid fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Vandenberg with Rifle - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Vandenberg with Rifle - Light wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Madilyn passes.
<COMBAT> Areion4 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Samuel with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Samuel with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Samuel with Rifle - Light wound to Right Hand.
<COMBAT> Volans has started a new turn. Pose and choose your action.
<COMBAT> Samuel has been KO'd!

Too caught up in firing, Samuel gets hit a few time now, and drops down to play dead. Keeping quiet now.

Maybe the scope really is off on Mathers' gun. "Frak this shit." He hisses, tossing aside his modified gun with a clatter. Clambouring over the stack of faux-dead marines, he makes a bum rush for Vandenberg, determined to take the woman down with full force. Hopefully he won't be taken out by friendly fire in the interim, but it's not as if he thought this one through thoroughly.

<COMBAT> Triggering new turn.
<COMBAT> Richards passes.
<COMBAT> Areion4 fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Kincaid with Rifle - Moderate wound to Left Arm.
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Kincaid with Rifle - ARMOR on Chest stops the attack!
<COMBAT> Areion4 attacks Kincaid with Rifle - Critical wound to Neck (Reduced by Cover) (Reduced by Armor).
<COMBAT> Vandenberg reloads.
<COMBAT> Samuel passes.
<COMBAT> Mathers passes.
<COMBAT> Madilyn passes.
<COMBAT> Lysander passes.
<COMBAT> Lady passes.
<COMBAT> Kincaid fires a 3 round burst!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Kincaid attacks Vandenberg with Rifle and MISSES!
<COMBAT> Volans has started a new turn. Pose and choose your action.
<COMBAT> Kincaid has been KO'd!

Its the sound of dashing boots and probably a few cheers from both sides of the lines. Van's only remaining teammate doesn't even bother trying to shoot at Mathers after knocking out Kincaid. He just let's the rifle hang from its sling and backs out of the way to see a Captain take down a Lieutenant in a brawl. It doesn't quite go as planned. Its alerted Van to the approach and she drops her rifle to the ground and gets low. As Mathers tries a tackle, the Lieutenant grabs the Captain's left arm as she rises, lifting the arm and putting her other high behind his back. She turns in a fluid movement and pushes the man straight down onto the deck plating. She turns his left arm around behind him and reaches around behind her for handcuffs..and stops short. There's a huuuge, shakey exhale and wide eyes from her. "GodsDAMN, Mathers. Scared the shit out of me!"

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP! And, finally, Kincaid is out of the field. He hung in there until the end, although he didn't too all that much good while he was hanging in there. "Yep. Well. At least they weren't Cylons." It's the only good news he can muster out of this.

"Alright, everyone, I think that's about it for us," Keller announces, getting up from the floor, "I'm calling this portion of the simulation finished, you can all stand down." She looks around at the marines, most of them sprawled on the floor or just rising from it, and her lips purse faintly. It's not entirely clear whether she's holding in a smirk or a look of disgust. "I think we've all learned some valuable lessons here today," she says, "And all that shit. Areion, debriefing to be done now, but tomorrow night, to thank them for a good time, the Evocati here will be buying the drinks at Colonial Pete's so we hope all of you from Cerberus will come out and join us."

"…are you frakking kidding me? We so frakking had them!" Grumbling, Dick starts to get to his feet. Mock glaring at Vandenberg, he vees his fingers and points to his eyes and then towards her face, giving her the 'I'm watching you' sign before smiling. "Good job, sir. Thought we had you for a minute."

Run. Attempt tackle. Fail. Twist. Splat. Ow. Eating deck. Mathers tries to crane enough to look up at Vandenberg from the corner of his eye. "Good." He huffs, finding his breath hard to catch when the wind was knocked out of his lungs. "Next time. Take the shot." As opposed to trying to handcuff him, one supposes. The team now entirely incapacitated, he announces. "Mission was a failure." Back towards his CO. Hopefully, Vandenberg will let him up now.

Vandenberg offers a hand-up to Mathers. "Hope I didn't break you, sir," she says with a chuckle, more than a little apologetic. She rolls her eyes at Richards and looks back at her teammates and back to the Sergeant. "You shoulda been shooting at me! Where's the love? I don't get no attention? For shame. At least Constin had the common courtesy to shoot me in the face." She wore that bruise for a weak. Paint hurts at point-blank range. The woman smiles all the same. "Well I guess since I got to shoot at my own people I'll be buying a few drinks as well. Frak. Ah well." Vandenberg stoops to pick up her rifle.

If nothing else, the exercise has hopefully given the participants some experience, an indication at one or two things each that they should brush up on, and of course, directions for additional training - herself included. Yes, throughout all of this, Madilyn's been doing her best to make some mental notes, a few pointers and the like. With a grunt, she peels herself off of the deck plating and silences the beeping on the vest. "Well folks, unsuccessful attempt, but damn good team building exercise."

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