These Lights That Bind Us

[Bullet Ringer]

*I turn to see Blackie limping, struggling to walk* Here let me help. *I throw her arm round my shoulder taking the weight of her bad leg and helping her move* Bullet wound, serious burn, or broken bone?

[Sylvia Main]

*When I see the line of Vipers suddenly explode I back against the van. I grimace when I see the bloody mess and have to quickly look away to avoid vomiting. I take a few deep breaths and look back at the others. They all seem occupied at the moment so I wander off a few meters and come across a Vipers body. I kick it with my foot so it rolls over and the vacant eyes stare up at the sky. I frown and bend down to search its pockets and find a few carbons which I take for myself. Might as well make a carbon or two while risking my life. I get up and search a few more with in the proximity before jogging back over to the group and staying on the sidelines, waiting to leave.*

[Jonathon Orwell]

(copied and pasted)

*My radio goes off and I quickly grab it. It is Wilson.* The Vipers have arrived in the area and are trying to breach city walls. The other units are here to back us up and I feel over all we are doing quite well. *I am further off from the rest of my group but I hear their distance voices. I pause and peek my head out from behind a BL/ind van to see Basilisk harassing Miss Pacis. I sigh and shake my head, disappointed that she has already gotten herself into some mess.* Forget that last statement. Basilisk is here.

[Blackout]

Bullet wound *im grateful for the help. The problem with bullets is that they're double edged swords, they're deadlier and more effective, but the down side is they're deadlier and the wounds are more painful*

[Incendiary Aftermath]

*I slowly get up, coughing up a small amount of what looks like blood* Alright... Not one of my better ideas... but it got the job done... *I look at the Kobra armor i'm wearing and it's ripped to shreds* Well... there goes that dream. *I walk up to Wilson and his unit and dust myself off* Basilisk is running around the city? We have to options. We can go help out the units in the city, or we can attack them at their HQ and try to weaken their... "organization". What do you think?

[Bullet Ringer]

*We catch up to a group of Killjoys and Bli personel, some I recognize from the alley and the strip others I've never seen before. I turn to Blackout* How you holding up? There isn't much we can do here...*I look down at her leg then back to the group* What would be the smarter idea?

[Volume Virus]

*I follow Aftermath back to the group, rolling my eyes at how damned stubborn he's being while ignoring the fact tht I would do the same thing myself. My primary concern quickly becomes not meeting Blackie's eyes.* Um...do I get a say?

[Blackout]

Make sure they're ok, I'll just throw a quick bandage on and use some more of my medicine. I'll be fine for now as long as we aren't attacked again. *i take my arm off of his shoulder and find a close place to sit down and work on my leg*

[rileywilson]

*I smile at Aftermath, but not kindly. If given a choice, I will always attack the brain* Their headquarters. We attack their headquarters.

*I radio Red* Down. Now.

*She quickly comes down and I see that my unit immediately starts to get ready. Good*

[Blackout]

*i roll up my pant leg and start to dress the bloody wound. I quickly dig the bullet out of my leg and pocket it. I wrap my leg in a thick bandage and cautiously stand up again. it still hurts a little to walk, but I manage to get back over to everyone*

[Incendiary Aftermath]

*I can tell Vol is annoyed with the way i'm acting, but it's the only way we're going to get anything done. I notice Wilson's smile and smile back* We need stealth. It's the only way we're going to effectively attack them without getting our legs blown off. *I walk over towards Vol and stare at the tank* I know it was stupid. But better i get hurt than we lose everyone else. I know it's weird, defending the city just so we can blow it up another day. Sometimes i wonder if anyone is ever supposed to even WIN. *I sigh* I'm sorry.

[Bullet Ringer]

Do we have a plan, or are we going with the flow? *I listen to I.A's words "defending the city to blow it up another day" I know the Dracs know it aswell and I don't trust any of them, not one bit, 'cause as soon as this is all over we won't be on the same team anymore.*

[Volume Virus]

We're even on that. *I smile gently at IA, almost sadly.* Because I'm not coming with you. I can do more good in Battery City, so that's where I'll be heading. Besides, every second I'm here is a second that somebody else can be having the honor of killing Basilisk, an honor which I want. You stay with the others, but I'm doing what I think is right. Just...stay alive for me, okay?

[Incendiary Aftermath]

I can't promise that. But i can try. I'm not about to die for nothing. *I put a hand on her shoulder and smile a bit* You gonna be alright in the city?

[Volume Virus]

I'll do my best to be. Hopefully, you realize by now that I can handle myself pretty well in a fight. I think I'll be okay. There are the other units in there. I won't be alone. *I smile again and remove my relatively unscathed helmet, followed by the rest of the armor, piece by piece.* Here. You certainly do need a new suit.