Audric looks to the rest of the group. Signals he will take point and begins heading deeper into this screwed up shitstorm of a building.
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"Extoader?... Splode Toad? Hop N' Pop?" Audric looks up to the building that the deliverance was shot from. "Alright let's move."
"There's a difference between keeping up morale and acting like a child. But whatever I say isn't going to matter, your always gonna have to have the first and last word and times ticking on our mission." Audric walks away looking for a particular route to take to gather what they came for.
Audric loads a round into his heartbreaker and shoulders it. Surveying his surroundings. "So many explosions in this pla-... Seirra would you shut up about the points system! We aren't here to compete, we are here to do our job, no games, no distractions... Good shot Foxtrot..."
"Long winded as always Kwartz..."
*Slap* Audric screams after slapping his own face. Heartbreaker at the ready. Charging in.
"Sir, if recovery of a particular Titus weapon is not possible within the mission time, am I to assume you want it permanently decommissioned?"
Audric sighs even more heavily...
Audric pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs heavily. "Whatever, as long as you die with an empty clip... I think that's all I can expect a this point."
"Your reward is not dying, that should be enough of a stepping stone to motivate you, after all... Being alive is the only way you get to have ice cream."
"We hope to make you proud sir."
"Honestly... i'm surprised any Occams survived..." Audric notes to Serai. He then grabs his own cream that is also ice and eats rather loudly, as if testing his vocal cords while they were cold.
Audric stands and salutes the three arrivals, but then quickly falls back to the bed woozy. "Permission to rest sir?"
Audric spends the rest of the day making different pitches and tones with his voice, rather noisily...
"You get come cancer!" Followed by a robotic WOOOOOOO noise from Audric's throat. Awaking he finds his electrical voice box is causing him some discomfort. Taking it off he then mouths "shit." Except he didn't just mouth it. His own original voice rings out in the room. He looks around slowly to the others... "It works..." Insinuating cancer and his voice in one line.
Audric shouldered his equipment and followed the rest inside. Still shaken up that he, an Occams, survived such a terrible event. That it was all a ruse by the Longshanks and it also explains why Cancer and Rattlejack were present. Treating us like lambs to slaughter... It was mortifying...
Audric does and equipment check, during which he notices the man with the large lump of something in his hand and the dogs discomfort with the situation. "That... I have never seen..."
"Well maybe I will get to use this gun after all." Audric states picking up the heartbreaker.
Audric sighs at his own miss. And attempts again to shoot the remaining dog.
Audric drops the heartbreaker and takes out his Wyvren. "No need to waste the last shot on you lot."
"Unless you train your body to take that kind of recoil, you could end up like that woman did and no offense to Bob, but I rather he die at the hands of an enemy rather than die because his body couldn't handle the weapon he was using. Using it once doesn't mean you can use it twice. But whatever, the three of use will die soon enough regardless." Audric nods to the two remaining Occams and keeps moving.
"I'll take that shotgun if you don't mind... My body can handle recoil well." The ever impending doom creeps up Audric's spine. Being on Point is wear he doesn't want to be.
Well Lemon is now a refreshing dessert for a dog... This is why I didn't take point. Audric thinks to himself as he files in to the next room.
Audric bends down and checks the ID tags of the two Occams, he then announces the division to the group. He also checks the scavenger for anything useful he may have lifted off the dead. Audric stands and motions for Lemon to take point.
"Lemon! Get the door!"
Moving is certainly a better option.
Hearing his Wyvern come back to life, Audric switches back to that, holstering the Hardline.
Audric searches frantically for a gun that actually is still functional. When the group of three appear and Anthony gets cut down for not following a direct order by a superior officer. Audric will load his new gun with a fresh magazine. "Yes sir!" Audric will announce with his robotic voice. "Occams! Re-equip, V formation on remaining friendlies!"
So I find a gun that does work
"Form a circle around the Titus! Head for the point we were given! For Jotunheim!" Audric rushes forward and underhand tosses a grenade at a group of demons. And proceeds to move swiftly to aid Grimm if possible. Upon seeing Grimm, he will take off the Wyvern from his back and toss or hand it to him seeing how his rail cannon is no longer functional.
Audric grabs his voice box and seems to turn a dail. Occams! Audric voice now loud and booming over the commotion. Are we cowards?! Are we a bunch of f%+&ing pussy b@!#%es?... We are Occams! Oscar Nine! Each one of our lives may end today! He smirks at the other Occams. So at least kill two before you die! He begins to run to the lower levels. Do your duty Occams, regroup with the Titus, the few on the roof will follow shortly! Move! Move! Move!
Audric coninues his course of action.
We need to kill it, keep an eye out and keep moving! Audric glances at the now globs of what used to be Occams before rushing down with the group
Next time, stack up on the closed doors and Overwatch. We have 12 more flights Occams. Audric grabs one of the fallen soldiers Wyvern and straps it to his back. The move with the rest down the next flight.
Audric shoots another 3 round burst at the same dog he had previously injured. Then back into a side room for cover.
A high pitched humming noise is heard from Audric's neck as adrenaline kicks in. He raises his Wyvern and aims, bursting 3 rounds at the closest Dog in the smaller of the two flanks. If there is a room perpendicular to the dogs flank that's not blocked he will call out, "Get to that room and bottleneck through the door! Let's cut down these dogs movement! If not then he will call out, "Clear out the smaller flank and get to that room! Bottleneck these dogs!"
Audric shoulders loosen as the topic takes a turn to ice cream. He turns and smirks at Serai and then Kwartz. His face then recedes to a neutral position slowly. He turns back and faces forward. "If only..." The first time Adric has spoken since the groups initial meeting and his voice is unrecognizable to what it once was. Instead of his smooth voice of that of a human, a vibrating monotone mechanical voice issues from his mouth.
Audric stands at attention, waiting for further instructions. His eyes don't even move with the remarks being made between the other soldiers. As long as they do their job, he won't have to worry...
Audric walks out with what appears to be the standard issue Occams Arms & Armor Loadout.
DM: Not sure if I would get anything special from my feat or not. Maybe some "WHOOO! Juice" lol
Audric stands quickly at the command of "Move", his cables and tubes on his neck seem to shudder. His eyes dilate, he give a salute then heads straight to the armory and suits up as he has done countless times before.
Audric sits in a chair on a wall closest to the door. His arms and hands lax between his legs. His head droops down, mostly buzzed now, chin on his chest. From the back his head and neck, you can see more cables and tubes jutting out and dissapearing around his skin in his shoulders. Scars adorn his body, new and old. He looks up as each individual enters and gives a nod to each. You see a tiredness in his eyes yet he seems to have bulked up a bit since you last saw him. When Serai makes her comment, he will look up and smirk at her.
Sir, thank you Sir! Audric continued to stand at attention.
Audric steps forward as Langley approaches. Private Audric Drahg reporting! Two tangos down! One Dog, one Scorpion! No injuries or casualties to report! Awaiting your instruction sir! Audric gives the Occam salute, then stands at attention facing his superior.
Once again Audric checks his Wyvern, making sure it was not damaged and that it was clear. He then stands at attention awaiting Langley's instructions.
Audric is stunned at his teachers actions... He must have big plentiful balls... Audric snaps out of it quick. A blindspot shot shall do nicely. And slaps himself again. WHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
I'm Ric Flair! The Stylin', profilin', limousine riding, jet flying, kiss-stealing, wheelin' n' dealin' son of a gun! WHOOOO!!!
It was a great shot... but its a mutha f#!!ing tank!
WOOOOOO! Audric slaps himself in the face again. And then begins to produce a low humming from his throat as he raised the Wyvern to his face.
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