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"Depends if you want to prioritize those who may be wounded versus just figuring out how to get the maximum amount of pilots before we're out of time. Are they going to flatten this place?"

"Depends if you want to prioritize those who may be wounded versus just figuring out how to get the maximum amount of pilots before we're out of time. Are they going to flatten this place?"
: All I heard was "5 hours" and "get away from that carrier".

"I concur with Walter. Get the injured first, then the closest to the bombing zone."

After a dreadfully long walk across the hotel's roof, Lorens finally makes it to the door of the structure. He tries the handle to see if he can get inside.

"[Of loving course...]" mutters Markus to nobody in particular. He checks around inside the other buildings nearest him.
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All the buildings are either locked, or have nothing useful inside.

"I concur with Walter. Get the injured first, then the closest to the bombing zone."
: Alright, Lorens it is then.

Virvel steers the runabout downtown, following Lorens' transponder.

After a dreadfully long walk across the hotel's roof, Lorens finally makes it to the door of the structure. He tries the handle to see if he can get inside.
It opens.

Markus sighs in frustration, and decides to start moving away from the carrier.

Walter attempts to contact Lorens on communications

"Lorens, do you copy?"

Lorens steps over the threshold when he hears a voice coming from his headset. The sound startles him. He exhales into the microphone.

"Walter? Is that you?"
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Lorens steps over the threshold when he hears a voice coming from his headset. The sound startles him, and he exhales into the microphone.

"Walter? Is that you?"

"It is indeed, we're currently en-route to pick you up. What's your situation?

He steps back outside and scans the horizon.

"I've got some burns and something in my ass feels broken, but other than that I'm safe and able to move. I landed on top of this really huge skyscraper, it's the tallest thing around for miles, pretty hard to miss."

"Alright, we'll be there shortly."
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"Alright, we'll be there shortly."

Sure enough, Mjolnir arrives within just a few minutes.
: Aw, there's even a helipad! That was nice of him to go down here, don't need to hang this thing halfway over the street like last time.

Virvel sets the VTOL down on one of the pads and the occupants exit and spread out. Not that they need to go far to find Lorens, who is still standing by the roof access.

Gus scans the roof before shouting to Lorens over the noise of the VTOL.

"Hope you're not too banged up, but we gotta get moving. The carrier is getting flattened in five hours, and we have to get our pilots out before that."
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"You don't have to tell me! Let's get the forget outta here!" Lorens hobbles to the transport as fast as his legs can take him. "Hoh, forgetin' Ark, I'm glad to see you guys again!"

As Lorens approaches, the extent of his injuries becomes clearer - he's certainly looked better. Gus scans the rooftop one last time before heading back to the VTOL.

He pipes up over comms as he steps inside.

"Who's next?"
« Last Edit: January 21, 2017, 09:06:56 PM by CypherX »