Re: How Did You Feel When You Learned The Truth?
Acies: My door's open... how 'bout yours, Sero?
Sero: Progress cut-off... two Metas approached from rear. Currently under fire.
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Acies: My door's open... how 'bout yours, Sero?
Sero: Progress cut-off... two Metas approached from rear. Currently under fire.
logan: hell of a lot of 'em.
Acies: (grunts) You have no idea.
Sero: (firing)
One down. One to go.
logan: don't get killed.
Sero: (explosion)
Well, that takes care of that. Back to the breach, Vertos.
locke: registering movement this time...
Sero: Door open. Moving- (pauses)
Verto: Holy s**t.
locke: i'm reading multiple hostiles.... just appearing, too.
Sero: It's worse than that. Acies, what exactly did you see when you read the ship?
Acies: (grunts) Bunches of minors, ultra, a few Metas... and oh, yeah, and a giant cold spot.
locke: any elites?
Acies: We call 'em ultras.
Sero: Would you shut up and listen Acies! That giant cold spot you saw... it's a f**king Opus.
logan: there all sentinels anyway. it doesn't matter what you call them.
Acies: You don't understand what an Opus is, fleshling.
Sero: Vir, get on the com and tell Altor to send in a heavy team.
Vir: Yes, sir.
(walks off opening a com)
logan: i obviously understand that it wants you dead.
Acies: Not just us.
Sero: Holding position until heavy drop arrives.
Vir: Five minutes out.
logan: i know; it wants everyone dead.
Acies: Exactly.
(fires)
Bridge cleared. Inserting Verto AI.
troy: another singularity.
logan: everyone's a singularity in some aspect or another.
Acies: Well, my job's done.
Sero: Good, now get your ass over here and help me out.
(explosion)
Acies: Keep your screws in. I'm coming.
locke: (listens)