** CCA.S07-SWORD.02.40100 draws her pistol from its holster. She holds it tight against her thigh.
[CCA-MAIN] CCA.C13-UNION.SqL.09179: --091, we've got two in custody. If intelligence doesn't want them, I'll prosecute as I see fit.
** CCA.C13-UNION.04.03210 steps up to 607 and tries to rip the mask off her face. "Won't be needing that shit."
** Her mask's ripped off. Etelka has a white medical eyepatch with the Combine claw over her left eye. Her face has bruises that're starting to bloom and puff up her face. **
** CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952 shambles across.
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Glory.
CCA.C13-UNION.SqL.09179: 799. Lets take him to detainment. If he doesn't expire before then--
(CCA.S07-SWORD.02.40100) ** For some reason, the muzzle of 401's pistol is abruptly stuck in 032's face, held across 607's chest. **
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Glory.
CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952: Elke--
[L] ** CCA.C13-UNION.SqL.09179 glances towards 401.
** CCA.C13-UNION.04.60738 stiffens.
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Glory.
CCA.C13-UNION.AdJ.61677: -Jesus Christ...
** CCA.S07-SWORD.02.40100 reaches up with her off hand to tear her gaiter down. She twists on her heel, still holding the pistol out at 032, to bellow something at 091.
CCA.S07-SWORD.02.40100: [YELL] What have you DONE?!
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Glory.
** CCA.C13-UNION.AdJ.61677 slowly shifts- Ready to aim his own weapon. The only reason it doesn't rise is the clear impression that 401 will fire if he does.
** CCA.C13-UNION.04.03210 rests his hands on his duty belt.
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Glory.
CCA.C13-UNION.SqL.09179: I've kept us alive, is what I've done. The malefactors would see us reduced to half alive slaves. I'm working to keep you-- AND THEM --
[L] ** CCA.C13-UNION.SqL.09179 gestures between the duo of mutineers, with a hand.
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Glory.
CCA.C13-UNION.SqL.09179: Alive! Safe!
CCA.S07-SWORD.02.40100: [YELL] ALIVE? FOR WHAT?
** CCA.S07-SWORD.02.40100 practically screams; her voice is scarcely strained to this volume and it suffers for it.
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: Death in duty is the highest glory.
** CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952's right hand sluggishly rises up. He inches a step closer to 401, trying to guide her pistol away from 032. That hand -- both of his hands -- are shaking.
** CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203 deviates from his mantra again. Second page of the manual.
** CCA.C13-UNION.AdJ.61677 slowly raises the AR-1, like he's trying to avoid being spotted. Those eyes don't leave 401.
CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952: [WHISPER] Don't.
CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952: [WHISPER] Please.
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Glory.
CCA.C13-UNION.SqL.09179: To see the stars in a few generations. To make use of what they've ABANDONED US WITH!
** CCA.C13-UNION.04.03210 eyes 799, hands still on his belt.
** The muzzle of 401's Walther begins to tremble as her grip tightens on the weapon. Her finger tenses on the trigger. It hangs there for just a moment before she abruptly turns the weapon on herself, swinging it in an arc up and in front of 607's face to plug it in to her own temple. **
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Glory.
CCA.C13-UNION.SqL.09179: Progress has been stalled, but not stopped--
CCA.C13-UNION.AdJ.61677: -Shit!
CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952: Juma--
** CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952 lunges his entire body forward. He's not even aiming for anything in particular -- the motion alone activates so many instincts that he tries to lock her arm in a grip and tackle her to the floor.
[L] ** CCA.C13-UNION.04.03210 watches the movement, shoulder checking 607 as 401 pulls their weapon. His free hand flicks the pin off a concussion grenade simultaneously.
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Glory.
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Death in...
** CCA.C13-UNION.04.60738's eye widens, gaze straight on the gun. She futilely wrenches against her restraints, shoulder-checked and inadverently pushing into 401.
** CCA.C13-UNION.AdJ.61677 has finally taken aim- But it seems poor timing, given 401's chosen the same target. He shouts mutedly against the pop of the concussive- Stumbling back with hands over his eyes.
** 799 wrenches 401's arm around. The gunshot is lost in the concussive bang. Blinded, 799 can only feel her suddenly become a lot heavier. **
[L] ** CCA.C13-UNION.04.03210 is hit by the shot 401 fires instead. Blinded and concussed, his biosignal rings out all the same.
[DISPATCH] Lost biosignal for protection team unit: 03210. Remaining units contain. Last ping near: [Commanders Office].
** CCA.C13-UNION.04.60738 falls. She's not sure if she was hit, yelping out as she's blinded and concussed.
CCA.C13-UNION.04.60738: [YELL] GAK--
** CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952 tumbles to the floor. He's stunned from the grenade, shaking his head as if he can just shake it off. His hands tap at the ground and try to pin 401's arms wherever they might be. He scarcely hears the biosignal.
CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952: No-- no-- no!
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: [WHISPER] Glory.
[L] ** CCA.C13-UNION.SqL.09179 eats the flash, and stumbles onto 102's back. She lands on him and hard.
CCA.C13-UNION.SqL.09179: [YELL] --GUH-- WHO THE FUCK DID THAT?!
CCA.C13-UNION.03.10203: Glor--REEEH.
(CCA.C13-UNION.04.03210) ** The unit responsible is leaking brain matter and blood onto the white snow. **
** CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952's breaths are amplified through the mask. He's breathing like a charging rhino. When his hands arent pushing down on something -- anything -- they're trembling horrendously.
** CCA.S07-SWORD.02.40100 spasms in the snow, trying to wrestle free of 799's grasp. She's alive.
(CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952) ** Feeling 401 move, he tries to cinch his arms around her. His feet kick out as he skids across the snow, presumably somewhere near the fence right nearby. **
CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952: HHh-- Ahh---!
(Finnish) CCA.C13-UNION.02.79952: [WHISPER] You're alive--! You're alive-- For God's sake-... thank God you're alive...