Arkady reacts to the oncoming metallic monster of chaos by firing his grenade launcher. Without watching the grenade's trajectory, Arkady turns and runs for the stairs.
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Arkady returns fire at the ground floor trooper. He aims, then fires a semi-automatic burst.
As he fires he calls to Odette, "Just pull the fragging triger, Odette!".
Arkady shouts at Petyr, "Get up, you fool! How will we ever take them down if you don't stand up and shoot! I don't want to die because you can't keep your footing!" Nothing in Arkady's former life had prepared him for the stresses of battle. Target practice was so much simpler when there wasn't a massive stubber aiming to permanently remove you from the Emperor's service.
Arkady aims his Bolter at the men now in cover on the 6th floor .
He barks a command at Odette, but the trigger on her lasgun seems to be jammed, how unfortunate!
Protected by the building in front of him, Arkady tenses as gunfire pummels into the pavement where he used to be. Deciding to fight fire with fire, Arkady swings his boltgun around the corner and prepares a semi-automatic burst of suppressing fire for the enemy forces in the building which hosts the heavy stubber. Noticing that Odette is simply standing there, dazed, he commands her, "Fire Odette! Pull out your damned lasgun and fire!"
Odette remains paralyzed and cowers behind Arkady, screaming, "they are going to shoot me! They are going to shoot me!". On his own, Arkady unleashes his burst.
Arkady glances around, his mind screaming, 'TAKE COVER'. He dashes behind the corner of the building beside him and attempts to catch his breath. Odette follows him behind the building, stumbling over some loose dirt on the ground, yet steadying herself against Arkady's chest.
Arkady shudders as the Stubber spatters to life. The bullets ricochet off the street around Arkady, causing him to jump and dance in fear, trying to avoid getting himself punctured.
Arkady takes a second to carefully aim his Bolter at the men on the 6th floor . Odette provides a ranged volley to support Arkady.
Arkady feels a grip of terror overtake his heart as he is told of the immediate deployment. "Right, it’s a good thing we were about to do marksmanship drills, eh boys?” The terror slips away into a cold focus at the mention of drills, 'this is all just an extended drill, that's all, no need to panic Arkady. Keep steady.' Arkady grabs the kit assigned to him but is taken aback when a grenade launcher is handed to him. A rough voice says, "You got the training, so you got the launcher, kid," but Arkady is pushed through the busy Munitorium before he gets a change to point out that one lesson doesn't mean he can operate the damned thing. "They had to give me two packs," the voice of Odette complains, approaching, "the strap on my first one broke the moment I took if from the quartermaster! You would think the Emperor's supplies would be a bit more dependable!" Arkady grunts non-committally in response. Odette doesn't seem the slightest bit nervous, or even aware of the upcoming dangers, causing Arkady to frown slightly as she trips into the transport. He steps in after her and helps her up as the other A4E2 troops follow. Seeing a burst of lasfire splatter against the street in front of him, Arkady follows the path of the shots to their source.
Seeing the three enemy soldiers in the building, he points out their location to his squadmates and prepares to fire upon them.
First combat action: Arkady aims his Boltgun at the men by the door of the building ahead of him. With a surprisingly steady hand - 'Just a drill, it's just a drill.' - Arkady fires.
Arkady thinks, then nods his head. Trying to appear eager, despite a sudden urge to run to the men's room, Arkady replies, "Um, Sergeant, I suppose I have done something like it, Sergeant. I have gone cliff jumping, with a parachute. Will that help, Sergeant? My name's Arkady, Sergeant, and I was the best shot among the local boys."
Arkady manages to help Odette back onto her feet, though she holds her head gingerly. Arkady nods to Raska and exclaims, "a medic, you say? Please, Odette has just sustained a minor head injury, can you attend her? I am Arkady, I have a steady hand and a good eye. It is good to know we will have your services in the field."
Walking through the crowds, Arkady feels pressured, as if he were swimming at a great depth. The sheer mass of humanity gathered in this one place does not impress him as much as stir a vague longing for home, peace, and quiet. His mother had warned, at the end of a loud and viscious argument, that he would come to miss the boring and uneventful life at home. 'Too late for regrets, I suppose. If I can survive this war, perhaps I will make it up to her... someday'. Arkady scans the list for his name, neither casually nor with great haste. 'A4E2, that's the Alpha Battalion, 4th Company, Epsilon Platoon, 2nd Squad. Got it.' He notices a pale woman next to him, with delicate features aside from a well-bruised temple. He overhears her mutter angrily as her finger traces the name Odette Samsova, "Great, A4E2! As if my day could get any worse, not a single lucky number." Arkady, who always considered himself to have above average looks and a winning smile, decided to intervene in this unfortunate woman's bad day. With his most charming grin, Arkady says, "Odette, I presume, we happen to be in the same squad. The name is Arkady Bogdanov, and it would be my pleasure to help you find our bunker." Startled by the rather unimpressive man addressing her by name - and with a nearly predatory smirk - Odette takes a second to wonder which gods decided to put her through these trials. Just earlier a lasgun clipped her temple as it fell from a broken crate - barely missing her as it misfired into the floor. 'If only that shot had hit me, I wouldn't need to fend off a squad of potential creeps and imbeciles.' But, "Just keep going 'till they kill ya" were the last words of advice from her drunkard of a mother, and so Odette would do anything to stay alive and prove her mother to be a useless old hag. Resigned to her fate, she replies, "Fine, but make it the quickest route possible, the last thing I want to do is have a stroll with you, snake." Offended, but cheered up at the prospect of having a female companion, Arkady leads the way to the A4E2 container-room. Graciously opening the door for Odette, he follows her into the room. Entering the partially occupied room, Odette quickly steps away from Arkady. In her haste to separate herself from Arkady she overlooked the presence of the bunk beds, resulting in a resounding 'thwack!' as her forehead collided with a top bunk. Helping her up and onto a bed, Arkady introduces himself to the snickering men at the back of the room, "Good day to you mates, I am Arkady Bogdanov, and this is the beautiful Odette -" an exasperated groan sounds from the fallen woman "- whom I had the pleasure of meeting at the assignment boards."
I generally hear it referred to as BBC coding, its definitely not HTML. In any case, your brother should be able to give you all the information you need in terms of posting on here. No need to apologize, you just need to get a few of the foundations in place and things will run smoothly.
Fate has interceded, to make the Doomed Cosmonaught a weapons specialist!
Doomed Cosmonaught LEVELS UP, selecting OPERATOR ADVANCEMENT 1.
You see me rollin'.
Now, what should I be? This looks like Operator material from a cursory inspection. Maybe medic. |