2237-06-28 - Horrors of Havison

As the Cylons advance on Havison, the Colonial Forces go to clear the Subway of refugees and get more than they bargained for.

Date: 2237-06-28

Location: Havison, Picon

Related Scenes: None

Plot: Operation: Cat and Mouse

Scene Number: 802

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The briefing was given to the squad while they were still on the Vangaurd via vid message from Picon Command. The city of Harvison, which had been under siege by Cylon forces, was starting to break. The team that was being sent in was to make sure to clear out the subway tunnels underneath the city of the remaining refugees as the military is planning an all-out attack to push back the Cylon advance. As part of the mission briefing, the team lead and recon element was given a map of the subways.

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It was explained that the Pentagon mark is the outskirts station, where the team will be landing. The triangles on the map mark stations that have been evacuated previously. The circles are destroyed stations, either by fighting in the streets or by bombings. The squares are believed to be refugee camps, that still need to be checked for possible evacuations. As the crew lands outside of the station in a Raptor, they're greeted by the scene of a mass evacuation underway as ground transports are being used to unload ground troops while being reloaded with wounded and infirmed and evacuees to be pulled from the city. "Thanks for the assist!" a young butterbar Lieutenant, barely out of camp is the one to greet the Marines when they arrive as a pair of MPs are breaking the locks on the subway station gates. "We'll be here when you get back. Radio reception down there is non-existant." he frowns a little. "Good luck, and gods watch over you."

As they enter the station, its white marble hasn't seen life in several months, and the train car that is sitting there is powerless and long since destroyed. The tunnel railing is filled with knee-deep water, and the tracks in this area run northeast to southwest, with a turn towards the south. The nearest unchecked station is northeast.

Subways are strange, foreign things to Lyn. Not a whole lot of them on a planet that's basically a ball of ice, so the Aquarian had to do some reading up on the ride down on the Raptor. As such, she didn't nap on the trip like she usually does. She checks her gear for the fifth time while the Picon Lieutenant speaks, making sure everything is in place and in working order. Once they get inside, she grimaces at the water and is glad she brought extra socks. "Is the power off to the rails down here?" she asks, because if it's not, soggy plus zappy equals bad.

"That's not ominous at all," Cate mumbles at the lieutenant's warning. She adjusts the strap of her medic kit, smothering a little wince as it rests uncomfortably on her still-healing shoulder. Otherwise, she stands quietly waiting for orders.

This is Obaia's second-ever time in a subway, but you wouldn't know from the look of her. She's all business, now that the miserable nausea of the Raptor ride is over. The motion-sickness patch helped some, but she couldn't use the dose she wanted because that stuff also makes her sleepy, and that's the last thing she wants to be on a mission. She fills her spot in the formation, rifle down, med kit exactly where she wants it.

It's always more relaxing when they aren't landing in a hotzone, as chances are practially nil that they will be greeted with immediate fire from hostile forces, a boon that Aleksander certainly enjoys. As he moves with the team into the first subway station. The knee-deep water which the rails are currently submerged under are peered at but the Tauron certainly won't be the first one to jump in, even though he feels that chacnes are the tracks have been dead for a long time, after seeing the condition of the station and railcar. Aleksander's attitude is pretty relaxed at the moment, standing there casually for now with his weapon slung over his right shoulder. While he waits, he pulls out a pack of smokes and pulls out a cigarette, putting it between his lips before lighting it up.

There are upsides and downsides to being off the ship. Upsides -- actually being off the ship, fresh air, and open spaces. Downsides -- they usually end up somewhere cramped or enclosed to avoid detection by Cylons. Gage, at least, hasn't gotten past his grumbly response about being somewhere underground again, bringing his rifle into a comfortable ready position, resting across his forearm. Thankfully, he doesn't have to read maps, just play follow the leader. And gripe, as marines do: "All I'm saying is, just once, it'd be nice to have to evacuate someone from a seaside beach resort or something."

Subways are preferable to sewers, but they still rank below open skies. Corporal Wagner is a sniper. She likes having access to high ground. Ridges. Trees. Rocky outcroppings. The woman is a touch on edge and it's clear in the small ways. The flash of teeth every now and again. The way she holds the carbine that is not her sniper rifle in the way of someone who is driving a borrowed car. Charlie has, however, fitted herself somewhere near the front of the formation. She may be unable to clamber up a tree or a hillside at a moment's notice, but she can still scout ahead should there be need.

As soon as Abigail turns to descend the stairs into the station, she clicks on her flashlight. With no power seeming to running through the place, even keeping a good visual on their surroundings is going to be touch. She motions for the group to move as one down to the base of the stairs beading into the station, flashlight bobbing down with the motion of her foot steps. Finally, as they all step down into the station, she pauses, consulting the map. "Looks as though we have two options. The NE track will take us to the first unchecked station. But that route hasn't yet been cleared. So faster, but not necessarily safer. The second, looping around to the south and up takes us through territory we know has been searched, but we're adding more time." She glances up, headcounting,"We have enough to split into two groups, but no means to communicate with each other once we seperate."

"You're the boss, Able." Jonas speaks up, offering Abigail his foil pack of gum after he takes a generous pinch of pink chaw to put in his mouth. "But if you want my opinion.." he chews a few times, and then gestures. "We head north, we'll probably run into trouble, we head south, we got a hell of a walk. Personally, I like walking, myself."

"The job is to clear out the tunnels. If the South's been cleared, then we should be going northeast to make sure it's clear too, otherwise we might miss refugees or enemy forces that should be accounted for." Comes Chance's input on the matter. The large gunner falls silent after that, his LMG heft over one shoulder as he waits for the decision to be made.

"Down here means close quarter battle, difficult advance or retreat if we run into an enemy, and no ability to flank. Personally, I'd rather the beach," Gage replies to Aleksander. He doesn't comment on Abigail's musings, either -- he's just a grunt, no leader, and no desire to be. "Hand one of those over, would you, Davion?" he gestures towards the man's cigarette, lingering back in an apparent bid for rear guard.

Taking out the pack again, Aleksander shakes one out so that it sticks up from the rest and extends his hand holding it towards Gage, letting the other man grab one. He then lights a match and lets Gage light up before dropping it to the ground and crushing it beneath the sole of his boot. "True. I rather it being a calm, active beach resort that doesn't need evacuating. Bikinis /everywhere/." He says with a grin before another puff is taken.

"If it were me down here, I'd be using these tunnels to infiltrate behind enemy lines. Especially if I knew that certain areas had already been cleared. Nothing like the element of surprise as you bracket your enemy without their knowing." Finally, she nods, "One group, we'll head northeast." The gum she doesn't take, working her mouth to half-expose the piece of hard candy already in her mouth, before she stick it back against her cheek, chipmunk style, "I want recon, front and back. Arda, ahead, Wagner on drogue. If we're not alone down here, in either direction, I want to know about it. Rhodes, Tilimsani, slot yourselves in between Davion and Daly." Because medical meatshields. "Tomak, Ingvar, stay mobile, wedge formation. Try not to fall of the edge. I don't want to find out what's gotten into the water down here."

"You're gonna make me miss my bikini more than I already do, Davion," Charlie calls back over her shoulder. She checks her rifle as they wait for official orders, affixing a light to the accessory rail on the side of it. She doesn't switch said light on yet, but waits and listens for Abigail. There's a nod finally as she's given her positioning. Lyn receives a mock-salute before Spectre falls back, drifting through the pack towards the rear of the group. She settles the carbine into her shoulder, rotating on a heel so she can watch behind. The light is switched on then as she pivots; ready to backtrack as she watches the rear. You get used to moving backwards. But when you have your squad at your back, there's no concerns save for potentially tripping... and you train to not do that.

"We shouldn't keep the medics bunched up, Sarge," Cate offers in mild suggestion to Abigail. "Tili can drop back if she likes." Or Cate can. She's easy. Either way, she'll fall into line where she's told, frowning tensely.

When the order comes, Obaia moves to take her position, but nods in agreement with Cate. "I am fine taking it in the rear," she says seriously in her heavily-accented Standard, moving toward the back of the column. "And Tili. I like this nickname."

Charlie rolls Alertness: Great Success (8 8 8 7 6 5 4 4 3 1)

Lyn rolls Alertness: Good Success (8 7 7 5 5 5 4 3 3 2)

Cate rolls Alertness: Good Success (8 7 7 6 4 3 2)

Aleksander rolls Alertness: Good Success (6 6 6 5 5 4 2 1)

Abigail rolls Alertness: Good Success (8 6 6 6 5 3 2 2)

Obaia rolls Alertness: Good Success (7 7 6 5 5 4 2)

Chance rolls Alertness: Success (7 4 4 4 3 2 1)

Gage rolls Alertness: Success (8 7 3 3 2 1 1)

"Sounds good, Walker, staying mobile." Jonas sets his gum against his jaw to chew on idly as he takes his SMG to fall to his side except for his strap to holding it to his side as he start to fall into line where pointed out. "Next time, I bring a really big gun." he says as they start north up the walkway.

As they arrive at the first station, it's been about ten minutes of a walk. There was a camp here. That's easy to see, but from the looks of it, it was only recently abandoned. Dried blood is on the station floor, and there are signs of destroyed Cylons and dead humans about on the platforms. The worst part is that this attack happened apparently in the middle of the night. Most of the bodies are in their tents still, bodies half hanging out of tents or lean-tos, and there was a clear execution of several people, which appear to have been shot and allowed to fall into the water, where they are bunched up against one of the subway cars in a pile.

Lyn nods at the orders and hops down onto the maintenance walkway from the platform. She switches the light mounted to her rifle on, and the headlamp on her helmet, and begins her cautious reconnoiter a few yards ahead of the main group, as quietly as she can manage. She pauses every few yards to listen ahead for any sounds outside the norm. When they come to the first station, she gives the signal to halt, moving further in to make sure there is no movement before signally the rest to move up.

Any smart aleck comment by Aleksander is held in check as Abigail begins giving out official assignments and the plan. Instead of picking the front or back group, the Tauron looks to the larger Gunner, letting Chance select if he wants his big guns forward or if he wants to support fire from the rear. As he waits, Aleksander unslings his rifle and does a quick check on his weapon, the magazine popped out and inspected real quick before slotted back in, round chambered, safety off. Now the weapon is held in front of him, ready to be brought up and aimed at a moment's notice.

Abigail turns her head, as Cate offers her suggestion. There's a frown there, as she looks over the still healing medic. It seems to more at the state of the Hibernian woman, than at her comment, "Tili, just make sure you don't fall too far back towards Wagner, I don't want anything messing with her sightlines." Such as they are down here. And then she's moving with the rest, allowing Lyn to set the pace of the march, eyes flicking around, as much to look for potential traps and places where the structures have been compromised as for survivors and their sign. Once they come out into the camp, she pauses, waiting for Lyn's all clear, before she works the perimeter of the camp, carefully studying the bodies by flashlight.

Gage takes the proffered cigarette from Davion, taking a few quick puffs after a thankful nod. "Sounds like the dream to me," he agrees with the other Tauran. When Abigail gives her orders, he straightens, takes another puff from his cigarette, then crushes it underfoot. "You got it, Sarge," he says, as he moves into position. He keeps mobile as instructed, moving up and down the line, weapon held ready as his gaze scans around him, coming to a halt as they approach the first station, weapon half raised in preparation for action.

"Hold," Charlie says suddenly as they begin to pass the tents, lifting up a hand. Mostly out of habit; she's at the rear of the formation, after all. The woman turns to Obaia- the medic and marine nearest her. "Tilimsani, I hear a moaning from this tent over here. May be someone injured." She lifts her voice a bit higher: "Walker, there's something over here. Doesn't sound mechanic in nature. May be a survivor. Taking the medic to check it out. Cover us." It's part of their mission to check for survivors, so that's what she's doing.

So, not rear guard today. Chance is so used to that position in single file operations that he at first starts towards rear guard until he realizes that he is supposed to be a meat shield in the middle. Cool. Chance pulls the strap of his LMG across his chest moving his head through the loop and then starts off with the rest of the group to the north. Since he's given his choice of position by Aleksander, Chance takes the forward position, nodding to him as he passes towards the front. New experiences are fun! He slows as they approach the tents. He takes a sniff in, the acrid scent of blood causing him to wrinkle his nose. He holds there, gaze sweeping to the north and then to their rear as he lets the others investigate.

Obaia nods crisply at Charlie, shouldering her rifle and heading over to investigate the tent with the moans. "Colonial Marines," she says, nudging open the tent flap with the muzzle of her rifle. "Medic, here to help."

Cate's mouth tightens into a grim line when they reach the first platform. She begins moving around, checking the dead to make sure they are, in fact, dead. She mumbles something under her breath.

With the Gunner taking a more forward position, Aleksander waits for the larger Marine to pass and then the middle medic to pass as well before taking his place in the line as they trek down the walkway towards the first refugee station. On the way there, the Tauron takes one last puff of his cigarette before plucking it from between his lips and flinging the short, still lit nicotine stick into the water. When the reach the platform, it is clear that a mess has been made. This causes the ex-Legionnaire to be on his guard, remaining with the rear guard with his weapon more at the ready, eyes focused on the surrounding while the others appear to be investigating the bodies.

Gage displays no interest in the dead bodies. He's seen plenty enough to not need or want to look closely. Instead, he stands on watch near the entrance, keeping an eye alternately in the direction they came from, and the darkness leading to the next station, rifle at the ready. As Chance and Obaia head towards one of the tents, he shifts his stance to keep an eye on them, too.

Abigail nods, "Cover Wagner and Tili," That's a general order for anyone close to the sniper and her medic charge. All that, offered as Abigail is looking up from the body she's rolled over to get a better flashlight look at, a comment coming just after, "Looks like we've got something down here...eating the carrion." A terrible thing to say, but...they're, sadly, mostly just meat now.

In the tent, there's a man that is clearly wounded. He manages a breath. He's weak. He's lost a lot of blood. "...three days.. they came. We didn't.. we weren't ready.." His stomach has taken a large shotgun style wound. Obaia knows that the man is critical and his chances of survival are nil. ".. animal. They.. looked like.. animals." he whispers to her as his eyes roll back into his head and he drops to the ground.

Lyn hears Abigail's words and frowns. She begins to look around for any tracks, since tracking was her thing back on Aquaria.

Holding back the tent flap with her shoulder, Charlie winces at seeing the state of the man. She can't tell how bad it is, just... bad. The woman just tries to stay out of the way for Obaia to do her thing, continuing to look around. "What sort of animals?" She can't help but asking. Three days. The mental note is made. 'They,' can be assumed to be Cylons. Unable to help herself, she looks briefly to her left arm; where the Cython scars lie beneath her fatigues.

Lyn moves north a ways, crouching to look at whatever she is observing every few moments. Then she comes back to the destroyed camp. "Whatever it was, or they were, they went northwest towards the Central Station, but they entered the water. Trail ends there. They could have doubled back. I can't tell."

Abigail returns to her feet, head swiveling to take Lyn's report, before she heads back towards the tent where Obaia and Charlie are with the man, "Tili, do what you need to do." Save him, or give him enough morpha to send him the rest of the way along the river. "Or I can." Because that's a tough call to make, and Abigail won't ask someone to do something she won't do herself. "Any other signs of animals? The looked like worries me. We've already seen the cylons experimenting with cybernetic-ally enhanced animals."

Chance grimaces at the mention of animals. There are too many gun shot wounds for this to be tunnel rats. Unless they were rodents of unusual size? Now there's a novel idea. The large gunner plants himself, LMG leveling off in case those ROUSes...or you know, Cylon Beasties come lunging out of the shadows.

Obaia brushes the hair off of the man's forehead, a final act of human warmth and affection. She pulls out a morpha injector, clicks the dosage, leaning over the man to try and give him privacy in his last moments as she administers it. Her slender frame doesn't block much, even in full combat gear, and the man's chest rises and falls, then rises, then falls, and it does not rise again. She packs up her medical supplies and gets out of the tent. She gives a simple nod to indicate that it is finished.

Gage can't hear the wounded man's whisper, but he does hear Abigail's words with a scowl. "If a shark-cylon swims out, I'm going to tap out," he warns, perhaps only half-jokingly -- considering he swings his rifle to cover the knee-height water in the tunnel.

"Rest of them are gone," Cate reports after checking the bodies, her face grim. She moves back towards the tent where Obaia works. "How is he?" she asks, though she stays outside.

Abigail nods, as Cate completes her assessment of the camp, "Alright, we need to keep moving. We don't have unlimited time, and if these people were attacked, chances are we might run into something similar at the next station. And there might be more survivors there." She moves back into position, "Tomak, if anything comes out of the water at you, I fully expect you to put it down with extreme prejudice."

"I swear to Kobol," Charlie mutters to Abigail when the woman joins them. "If they've brought Cythons to Picon..." She leaves the rest of the threat unsaid as Obaia injects the morpha, allowing the man his moment of peace. The sniper steps away then, letting the flap fall closed. She exhales slowly, shaking her head. "He said three days, Walker. Not sure if he meant three days ago, or three days after they got down here. I'm guessing ago, by the state of him. And he said animals. I think we've got variety now." Or that's her own paranoia talking, there. Either way, she gets her rifle back up to her shoulder and waits for the others to fall out before taking up her position at their six once again.

A glance back at the camp, Aleksander wears a frown when Gage mentions shark-cylons. The Tauron is not a fan of sharks, and if they become mechanized, he will probably tap out as well, heading right back for the station they entered and wait in the Raptor. When Abigail tells them to move out again, he waits for his turn in the line again before following the group, no longer relaxed. Perhaps a second smoke is in order.

"Copy that, Walker," Gage is more than happy to oblige that particular command, his rifle passing over the water again before he falls into line when they start moving.

Lyn moves cautiously forward again once given the all clear to do so. She begins to head towards the first fork in the tunnel, where it was marked as a destroyed station. She keeps her rifle sweeping over the water, looking for movement or forms in it. She pauses, the glint from her light reflecting off something, and puts out a hold signal. She crouches down. "Got a trip wire here!" she calls back. Because she is not a demo person.

"He shall be somewhere better than this," Obaia tells Cate gravely. She stands on alert, watching for the animals or whatever the frak is down there.

Abigail nods, at Charlie's comment, "This is too fresh, the state of the bodies. And the camp looks established. It's got to be three days ago. And he was still holding on." A grin, at Charlie's comment about cythons, "If they did, we'll do our level best to collect some teeth so you can make yourself a necklace." But there's a distinct lack of humour, as she hears the call from Lyn, and lifts a hand to halt the group, before she starts to work her way through the bodies...the living ones, not the dead ones, to get into position to walk the wire back to the explosive. "Give me a sec. Also...step back. This much moisture...who knows what's going to happen."

"The tunnel of love, this ain't." Jonas comments quietly as he smacks his gum. He glances back at Obaia and glances between her and Abigail. "Still would have been nice to let the medical doctor take a look at him." he points out as he hears the command to halt and moves back, but watches from a short distance as Abigail works so he can learn from her.

Cate remains blissfully unaware of Obaia playing Dr Death over there. She frowns a bit at Jonas' remark and heads in to check for herself. But since the guy's dead now, she leaves the tent and rejoins the group.

Soon as Lyn mentions a trip wire, habit makes Gage automatically move forward several steps before Abigail calls it. He exhales as he stops behind cover, watching closely. Seems he's distracted enough to even forget shark-cylon watch for a few moments, at least.

Abigail's attention remains focused, for the moment, on the tripwire, and the claymore, as it turns out, that it's attached to. She takes her time, because, really, rushing would be mad; moving so slowly and so quietly, one can hear her clicking the candy against the back of her teeth as she runs it around her mouth. Finally, finally, after a few long minutes, Abigail picks up the mine and rises, "We're clear." She does not release the mine though, because, really, these things are valuable, her eyes finally shifting back to Jonas "I trusted Tili to make the call, Ingvar. If she needed or felt she needed Rhodes' opinion, I trust that she would have asked for it."

Explosives, everyone loves explosives. That's not true. Most people are terrified of them. Chance does not really enjoy demolitions. He knows how to work them at a high level, but that's about it. So he stays back from Abigail while she works on the wire to the explosive. Nothing to see here, move along.

Lyn steps back and urges the rest of the team back several paces while Abigail works on disarming the trap. Once the all clear is given, she resumes her spot at point.

"I already told a few Raptor pilots that they might have to start checking the undercarriage of their birds for Cythons," Charlie notes to Abigail in a wry tone. When the mention of a trip wire goes up, however, the Piconese marine freezes. She lowers slightly to a slight crouch, fixes the carbine to the pocket of her shoulder, and waits. She can remain still for a while: recon secret. She doesn't even look back. Just moves a few paces back the way they came to watch and remain very, very quiet. Only once they're ready to move on ahead does she let out a low sigh and keep moving with the rest of the squad, still watching behind.

Jonas holds his tongue, but there's a definite frown there at Abigail. They'll talk later, because for now there's business to attend to. "Roger that, Sergeqnt." he offers as he falls back in. As they approach the central station (first circle north of the square, where three lines converge, there is definite signs of activity. Cylons are gathering here. There is several Cylons and a few Centurions that are moving around, apparently preparing to carry out an attack from the middle of the city itself.

Among the Cylon civilian models are a set that.. well, the Picons will recognize from one of their favorite childhood pizza places.



There's Abby Gator, the mascot of the place, her alligator teeth gnashed and covered in rust colored blood and strips of cloth. Deputy Dog, her main antagonist because of his slow pizza ways and his shotgun. And her companions, the Cunning Cat, Rachel Raccoon.. and there are other servant bots and three fully armed Centurions.

Cate frowns at the exchange between Abigail and Jonas, feeling like she's missing something. She hangs back while the trap is disarmed, keeping an eye out.

This ain't shit that Obaia ever encountered back in her village on Scorpia. She shoulders her rifle, but is clearly more than a little frakking perplexed.

Well, at least there aren't any NannyBots. Lyn holds for another halt, gives the others a look that can only mean WHAT THE FRAK!? And then she slides over to one side, to fire at a gods-damned alligator headed Cylon because of course the Picon equivalent of Chuck E Cheese has a gods-damned toothy monster as a mascot. She is never sleeping again. Dammit.

It could be worse. It could be a shark. Still, an alligator is pretty bad, and Gage seems to decide now is exactly the right time to slip a stick of gum from his pocket and start chewing furiously, as he moves to take up a defensive position behind well, whatever he can find to give him cover. He glances towards Abigail to see what the plan is.

Abigail just, for a moment, freezes. This shit is just bananas. And them a frown, as she narrows her eyes on that alligator, complete with human meat in her teeth. The look on her face says it all. She never liked that creepy little mascot with her name. She turns, motioning for her fellow engineer to join her, signaling the mine, her normal explosive loadout and then the area ahead.

Cate blinks at the things. "What. The frak. Is that." she deadpans under her breath. Seeing Abigail's signal, she hisses, "There could be people up there."

Gage moves up towards Abigail when she gestures, settling in next to her as he looks around the central station, frowning for a moment or two. "That looks to be load bearing," he gestures towards one of the columns. "Could bring part of the ceiling down on them, have to keep everyone behind this section though," he gestures to the part of the station they're hunkered in, lifts the claymore, then lifts a brow, to see whether she approves the plan.

Turning slowly to look over her shoulder, Charlie just... stares. For a second, the woman is frozen in place. "What... the... frak. You mean to tell me those things weren't just pre-programmed but AI all along?!" She shudders, tightening up on her rifle.

Much like the others, Chance just draws up short and stares off at the odd bunch of Cylon animals before them. If they weren't all vicious killing machines, this would just be plain weird, instead of both scary and weird. Chance watches them as Gage tries to suggest blowing out the roof to bring it down. "I don't even know how to respond to this..."

Abigail nods, working things out with Gage, "See if you can get the closest structural member. If we do that, we should preserve the tunnel further up. If not, we backtrack and go around. But we need to clear these cylons." And this is what you bring a combat engineer along for. To handle this sort of demo. She nods to gage to set him on his way, before she turns to the rest of the group, "We need to clear these cylons. Tomak will see if he can partially collapse the tunnel on the cylons, we'll engage under cover of the explosion." And before she can get any objections, "Out mission is to clear these stations. It is also so save as many souls on this colony as we can. And they're about to attack the city." A glance to Chance, "Kill all the things, big man."

"Should be good. Prepare to fire on the boom," Gage mutters flippantly. With a nod, he tucks the mine in close and slips forward to the indicated column, intending to lay the mine out in place, set a timer, and quickly retreat.

"Don't think we're gonna save too many souls by bringing the tunnel down on our damn heads, or on the heads of the people we're trying to save," Cate grouses quietly, though it may be too quiet for anyone but Aleksander, who she's standing near, to hear.

There is a smirk from Aleksander as he hears Cate's quiet words, offering an equally quiet response, "If he brings the tunnel down on our heads, I will kill him." With that said, he moves into position by one of the columns, then raises his rifle and picks one of the Cylons. Which one... there, the Cunning Cat. Too Cunning, most likely too evil as well. Cats are known to be evil, Cylon Cats? Doubley so. Now all the Tauron is waiting for is the explosion before he presses the trigger of his rifle.

There's a silent countdown, with Gage holding up fingers where his fellow marines can see. Three... two... one. BOOM

Obaia fires a burst!

Obaia attacks Raccooncylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Obaia attacks Raccooncylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Obaia attacks Raccooncylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Left Arm.

Lyn fires a burst!

Lyn attacks Gatorcylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Lyn attacks Gatorcylon with Rifle+Ap but Gatorcylon EVADES!

Lyn attacks Gatorcylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm.

Charlie fires a burst!

Charlie attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Charlie attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Charlie attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen.

Jonas fires a burst!

Jonas attacks Centurion3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Jonas attacks Centurion3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Right Leg.

Jonas attacks Centurion3 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Gage uses Mine. EXPLOSION!

Gage attacks Centurion1 with Mine and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Centurion1 with Shrapnel and HITS! Impaired wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Centurion2 with Mine and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Centurion2 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Centurion2 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Centurion3 with Mine and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Head.

Gage attacks Centurion3 with Shrapnel and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Centurion3 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Centurion3 with Shrapnel and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Centurion3 with Shrapnel and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Abigail fires a burst!

Abigail attacks Centurion1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Abigail attacks Centurion1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Abigail attacks Centurion1 with Smg+Ap but Centurion1 EVADES!

Chance fires full-auto!

Chance attacks Centurion1 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Right Leg. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Chance attacks Centurion1 with Lmg+Ap but Centurion1 EVADES!

Chance attacks Centurion1 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Centurion2 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Centurion2 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Centurion2 with Lmg+Ap but Centurion2 EVADES!

Aleksander fires a burst!

Aleksander attacks Catcylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Aleksander attacks Catcylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Aleksander attacks Catcylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Cate fires a burst!

Cate attacks Centurion1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate attacks Centurion1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate attacks Centurion1 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

// Catcylon has been KO'd!//

// Centurion1 has been KO'd!//

// Centurion3 has been KO'd!//

// Raccooncylon has been KO'd!//

Abigail, trusting her fellow engineer, steps back and gets into position. As the wall partially collapses, dealing heavy damage to three of the cylons, she opens fire, doing her level best...not to kill off her nemesis, but to take out one of the centurions who actually has a loaded weapon. And when that goes down, and the tunnel remains intact, she switches to a new target.

Obaia takes cover behind a pillar and fires at the hideous raccoon beast. Her shots connect and the horrible thing sparks and falls over. "HAH!" she cries out, then ducks back behind the pillar, afraid she's drawn attention to herself.

Lyn sends a burst of rifle fire at the nightmarish Cygator looking pizza mascot from Hades, and punches a big old hole in its chest but, like most waking nightmares, the damned thing doesn't die. She covers behind a pillar as the mine goes off, then spins back around it to fire again.

"I always knew," Charlie mutters, ducking behind a pillar, "that these things would kill me someday. My dad told me they were just animatronics. Made to go through motions. But nooooo, here they are. Outfitted with gods-be-damned weapons, trying to kill me." Charlie leans out, opening fire at one of the other Cylons. She's not taking her eyes off that Gator, though. Oh no. She's seen what's in those teeth.

The sound of the explosion is loud in the tunnel, sending dust up into the air as the mine explodes, partially collapsing the wall onto the three centurions. Gage is already ducking back into cover, popping his gum in a satisfied way as he sees the results of the mine. Swinging his rifle from his back, he braces a shoulder into one of the columns and takes aim at the centurion that's still standing.

The evil Cunning Cat takes a trio of bullets all center mass, two of them punching through the hard armor plating, chewing up the internal circuits. Soon enough, the robotic kitty stumbles and crumples to the ground, twitching for a few seconds before its eyes dim and it becomes motionless. With his first target down and out, Aleksander quickly searches for a second one, still using the column for cover. His rifle is aimed at Deputy Dog with the menacing shotgun.

Normally, when going spray and pray, you jump out in the fray to git 'er done. Chance had barely hit anything, including the broadside of a barn as he was trying to avoid the fray. He grumbles and darts forward to get a better angle. Better for him, better for them to hit him. Thems the breaks. "Let's do this!!!" he growls out loudly and he once again lays down autofire at the cylons.

The mine goes off, causing some major damage to the Centurions. However, it does not cause the great collapse that was hoped for, instead, the rebar of the pillar and sending the cylons towards cover as they start to engage the human troops. In the distance, there's also the sound of possible reinforcements as the Gator Cylon, dressed in daisy dukes, a halter top and blonde locks stained with blood as she rushes to leap on Gage and try to rip into him.

Cate smirks briefly at Aleksander's response. But then the explosion goes off. She flinches briefly, then steadies herself and fires one of the Cylons. When it falls she switches to one that seems to be looking at Aleks. She slants a perplexed glance to Charlie. "What the frak are those things?" she asks, since Wagner seems to know. Apparently they didn't have this stuff where she came from.

Charlie fires a burst!

Charlie attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Charlie attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm.

Charlie attacks Cylon4 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Head.

Obaia fires a burst!

Obaia attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap but Cylon1 EVADES!

Obaia attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap but Cylon1 EVADES!

Obaia attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Chance fires full-auto!

Chance attacks Centurion2 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Chance attacks Centurion2 with Lmg+Ap but Centurion2 EVADES!

Chance attacks Centurion2 with Lmg+Ap but Centurion2 EVADES!

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap but Cylon1 EVADES!

Aleksander fires a burst!

Aleksander attacks Deputydog with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Aleksander attacks Deputydog with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Aleksander attacks Deputydog with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Lyn fires a burst!

Lyn attacks Gatorcylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Lyn attacks Gatorcylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Lyn attacks Gatorcylon with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage fires a burst!

Gage attacks Centurion2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Gage attacks Centurion2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Gage attacks Centurion2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm.

Cylon1 fires a burst!

Cylon1 attacks Obaia with Rifle+Ap but hits the COVER they're behind.

Cylon1 attacks Obaia with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Right Arm.

Cylon1 attacks Obaia with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Abigail fires a burst!

Abigail attacks Cylon4 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm.

Abigail attacks Cylon4 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Abigail attacks Cylon4 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Jonas fires a burst!

Jonas attacks Cylon2 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen.

Jonas attacks Cylon2 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Jonas attacks Cylon2 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Deputydog attacks Aleksander with Shotgun but Aleksander EVADES EASILY!

Cylon4 attacks Abigail with Sniper Rifle but Abigail EVADES EASILY!

Gatorcylon attacks Gage with Knife but MISSES!

Cylon3 attacks Charlie with Rifle+Ap but Charlie EVADES EASILY!

Cylon2 fires a burst!

Cylon2 attacks Jonas with Smg but Jonas EVADES!

Cylon2 attacks Jonas with Smg but MISSES!

Cylon2 attacks Jonas with Smg but MISSES!

Centurion2 fires full-auto!

Centurion2 attacks Abigail with Lmg+Tripod but Abigail EVADES!

Centurion2 attacks Abigail with Lmg+Tripod but Abigail EVADES!

Centurion2 attacks Abigail with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion2 attacks Chance with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion2 attacks Chance with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion2 attacks Chance with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Cate fires a burst!

Cate attacks Deputydog with Smg+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate attacks Deputydog with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Cate attacks Deputydog with Smg+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

// Centurion2 has been KO'd!//

// Cylon2 has been KO'd!//

// Cylon4 has been KO'd!//

// Gatorcylon has been KO'd!//

"There was this... themed restaurant for kids. They were part of a band," Charlie explains, between rounds of fire. "We always thought they were just pre-programmed. No AI." As in unlikely to be infected like this. Part of the Cylon fold. "Just some display for the kids as part of the... whatever, the experience, I guess." She shudders. "I dunno. Some kids liked it. Always terrified the frak outta me." The cylon she's firing at, with its big-ass carbine drops as she ducks handily back behind the pillar in time to evade before return fire comes her way.

Lyn is rather accurate with her rifle tonight. No wind to deal with and adjust for underground. She fires another burst at the Gator-headed nightmare and slams two more shots into, then through, it's halter top. Gage gets to see right through it to what's behind the Cygator. You're welcome!

Lyn is rather accurate with her rifle tonight. No wind to deal with and adjust for underground. She fires another burst at the Gator-headed nightmare and slams two more shots into, then through, it's halter top. Gage gets to see right through it to what's behind the Cygator. You're welcome!

There's another pop of Gage's gum as his rifle fire tears into the remaining Centurion. Or what was the remaining, anyway. Only belatedly does Gage seem aware of the Gatorcylon coming for him. It's the stuff of nightmares, all right. He makes a sound, like a word that's not quite fully formed because W.T.F., right as the gator-creature slashes at him with a knife. He pulls hastily back, just as Lyn's fire rips through the thing's chest. "Frak. Me." And then, a second later, "Thanks, Arda," is throwing along with a more-than-grateful smile.

She can hear the sound of more cylons. And that is bad. But they still have not cleared all of the cylons here. And that is also bad. And so, Abigail will just focus on doing what she can with the enemy that she can see, and that means attacking the few centurions still standing.

Obaia's celebratory yip was enough to catch the attention of a Cylon, and the frakker gets her in the arm. She falls back to a wall, swearing in Scorpian, reaching into her med kit and grabbing gauze, a sheet bandage and some heavy-duty tape, treating her own wound one-handed.

The second burst from Aleksander hits the Robotic Dog pretty much center mass as well, the second bullet a bit lower than the other two. Only one manages to punch through the metal plating, so the nightmareish animatronics is still coming at him. Luckily for the Marine, his bullets hit right when the rogue canine trigger its shotgun blast, causing the pellets to go high and wide. He takes aim again and triggers off another burst, fully intent on putting the robotic dog down. He does not realize that the group is being flanked by cybergators, which may actually be a good thing as he maintains focus for the time being.

Cate fires a burst at the dog thing, but doesn't seem to do much. She squints a bit at Charlie's description, an expression that seems to silently conclude 'Picons are weird'. But before she can retort, the dog thing is moving closer to Charlie and she takes aim again.

The one issue with darting out into the open to rain down hell fire on his enemies...that is poorly aimed...is that it put Chance close to the water. They say you should avoid water. Because water is evil. Especially when that water contains frakking cylon alligator thingies. Chance catches a glimpse of one out of the corner of his eye and swings his machine gun around to unload on it before it can bit him.

As the fight continues, there are suddenly three more of the Abby Gators, lunging from the water to try to drag Abigail, Chance, and Obaia under the water to rip into and drown as they are joined by a few more Centurions. Settling into place, Jonas continues to fire upon the others, bringing his SMG up to put a burst towards one of the Centurions.

Recon marines are some alert frakkers. Mostly because they're paranoid. That paranoia tends to pay off. Like noticing more of those AbbyGators coming from the water towards the squad. Specifically towards the new medic. Charlie rotates, pivoting on a heel as she brings her rifle to bear on the one trying to get Obaia.

Gage fires a burst!

Gage attacks Centurion1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Centurion1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Centurion1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Lyn fires a burst!

Lyn attacks Centurion1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Lyn attacks Centurion1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Abdomen.

Lyn attacks Centurion1 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Jonas fires a burst!

Jonas attacks Centurion2 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Abdomen.

Jonas attacks Centurion2 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Jonas attacks Centurion2 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Obaia attempts to treat Obaia but fails.

Cylon1 fires a burst!

Cylon1 attacks Cate with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Cylon1 attacks Cate with Rifle+Ap but Cate EVADES!

Cylon1 attacks Cate with Rifle+Ap but Cate EVADES!

Charlie fires a burst!

Charlie attacks Abbygator2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Charlie attacks Abbygator2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Right Arm.

Charlie attacks Abbygator2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Head.

Aleksander fires a burst!

Aleksander attacks Deputydog with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Aleksander attacks Deputydog with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Head. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Aleksander attacks Deputydog with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Head.

Abigail fires a burst!

Abigail attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Abigail attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm.

Abigail attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance fires full-auto!

Chance attacks Abbygator3 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Chance attacks Abbygator3 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Left Leg.

Chance attacks Abbygator3 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Chance attacks Abbygator3 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Abbygator3 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Abbygator3 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Abbygator3 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Abbygator3 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Centurion3 fires full-auto!

Centurion3 attacks Lyn with Lmg+Tripod but hits the COVER they're behind.

Centurion3 attacks Chance with Lmg+Tripod and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Head. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Centurion3 attacks Jonas with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion2 fires full-auto!

Centurion2 attacks Aleksander with Lmg+Tripod and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen.

Centurion2 attacks Charlie with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion2 attacks Gage with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Cate fires a burst!

Cate attacks Deputydog with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Cate attacks Deputydog with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate attacks Deputydog with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Abbygator1 attacks Abigail with Knife and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm.

Deputydog attacks Charlie with Shotgun but MISSES!

Cylon3 fires a burst!

Cylon3 attacks Charlie with Rifle+Ap but hits the COVER they're behind.

Cylon3 attacks Charlie with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Cylon3 attacks Charlie with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Centurion1 fires full-auto!

Centurion1 attacks Lyn with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion1 attacks Cate with Lmg+Tripod but Cate EVADES!

Centurion1 attacks Jonas with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Abbygator3 attacks Chance with Knife and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Abbygator2 attacks Obaia with Knife but MISSES!

// Abbygator2 has been KO'd!//

// Abbygator3 has been KO'd!//

// Chance has been KO'd!//

// Deputydog has been KO'd!//

Gage focuses his fire on one of the newly arrived centurions, grumbling, "Wish I had another frakking mine." He scores some good hits, but the thing's still standing. The centurion's return fire rattles near enough to make him grit his teeth, but thankfully misses. It's about here that he notices more gators rising from the water. Maybe he's reached maximum levels of WTFery, because he pops his gum and keeps chewing furiously even while his eyebrows go right up.

Abigail cries out, as her animatronic nemesis comes right at her, teeth bared, and takes a chunk out of her arm. At least that's what it feels like, as she's trying to take out another centurion. Now this is war. She turns, moving to target the damned thing and take it down before it can take her down. because damnit, that's two wounds in her arm now!

Cate contributes with a bunch of other folks to bring down the dog thing. "No worries," she tells Charlie, then finds herself ducking down as bullets cut through the ticket booth she's hiding behind. One of them creases her ribs, causing her to hiss. She sees Chance go down, "Daly's hit!" she calls, then is dashing across to aid him.

Ignoring the pain in her own arm, Obaia ducks and runs over to Aleksander when he's hit. "Breathe for me, Marine. Nice and slow." Even one-handed, she navigates her med kit with speed and precision. "Maybe you shall have a sexy scar. Just hold still."

The Deputy Dog is down as Aleksander aims a bit higher in his next burst salvo which has very lethal results. The first bullet penetrates into the chest cavity, the second tears off the lower jaw of the animatronics, while the last bullet removes the upper portion of the canine shaped skull. The Tauron then flinches back when the column he is standing next to is peppered with bullets, one of the rounds hitting the midsection of his tactical vest, causing him to let out a 'oof'. When the medic rushes to him though, Aleksander tries to wave her off, "The round didn't penetrate, Corporal, keep cover and shoot them. You can look at it later!" Reassessing the situation, he continues to lean against the column and instead of peeking back at the Centurion that clipped him, the Tauron takes aim at a different Cylon that is clearly in his line of sight.

Oh Frak. The ex's girlfriend is being deathrolled by a Cylon gator thing. If she dies, he'll be miserable. And probably blame her. So Lyn hauls out her combat knife and dives into the water after the Abbygator and the Abigail.

Obaia grumbles something about stubborn Marines and takes cover again, firing.

As the two Abby's, the real one and the make-believe one (but which is which, am I right?) turn to tangle, the gator manages to get enough of a grip on the engineer that they both tumble back into the water, bobbing down under the surface momentarily.

Though she remains near Obaia, Charlie sands largely in the open now. The woman is watching for other threats and keeping on a pivot. Her rifle is aimed towards whichever threats seem worse on the two medics. Overwatch, for the most part: her sniper roots at work, even underground.

Jonas was about to move towards the water when Lyn decides to go for a swim instead. He knows Abigail is trained in underwater combat. "Don't frak up." he mutters as he brings up his SMG to fire again. "Let's take down these frakkers!"

Well, it was ... good is a strong word. It was a plan. Chance unloaded on Abbygator from hell. It lumbered towards him, most shot to hell, but in its death warbble it is still dangerous. Unfortunately, so it the Centurion that was shooting at him. A bullet cracks into Chance's helmet and from this range, sends him to the ground in a lump, which makes his huge pecks ample fodder from the dying, but hungry, Abbygator which bites into him. Le sigh.

Lyn dives into the water like something out of an adventure movie, bringing her combat knife up and over her head in a downward swing, to plunge it into the area where the Abbygator's shoulder meets its neck and drives the Cybeast down into the deep, going under with it and Abigail.

For as often as she gets hit, sometimes Cate just has the luck of the Hibernians with her, bullets zipping through the air nearby as she dodges and ducks her way over to Chance, finally skidding to her knees beside him. "Hey, Daly, can you hear me?" she asks breathlessly, kicking the gator thing off his arm and pressing a bandage to his head. She'll try to help him into cover.

There's lots of bad mojo over by the water. Thankfully, Gage -- wary anti-shark person that he is -- is far enough away that he doesn't see some of the stuff of nightmare going on over there. Scratch one centurion, accompanied by a satisfied grunt from the combat engineer, before he turns his rifle onto the next as bullets pepper the column he's taking cover behind.

It appears that Aleksander's decision was current on keeping himself pressed against the column and taking a shot at a different Cylon as the Centurion that was shooting at him tries again, only to miss. As more of the robotic fiends fall, the Tauron takes aim again before seeing another hostile taking aim at him. Out of reflex, he points his rifle back and triggers off a shot, hoping that his shots hit first and will throw the Cylon's aim off.

Being the fine, well trained marine that he is, Chance opens fire on the Cylons while being helped to cover by Cate. "Yeah..yeah...just a head wound.." he says, his voice coming out groggily. "Nothin important up there anyhow..." he slurs just a bit when he says that. Concussion? Could be. Still, he has the presence of mind to shoot at the bad guys.

And Obaia's bleeding again. She apparently didn't do such a good one-handed job on herself. She crouches behind a pillar to fix it.

Abigail is still firing, even as Lyn comes down above her, the weight of the two women pushing them nearly to the floor of the tunnel, the Abbygator thrashing, knocking both women around in its literal death throws. Thank the gods the third rail is not still under power, as the thing stiffens up, locking into place with the two women still tangled with it. Lyn, however, manages to get free, but Abigail is still trapped. She waves frantically at Lyn to get back to the surface, but Lyn, being Lyn, leaves no woman behind. Especially not the one who's going to need more time to escape the alligator. And so in for a penny in for a pound, as Lyn darts forward, closing her mouth over Abigail's, the two women sharing breath, before Abigail pulls away, turning to pry the gator's frozen arms off of her.

As both Lyn and Abigail surface, Jonas lets out a breath of relief. Switching the selector to full-auto he opens up on the Cylons. "Will you frakkers die already!" he calls out as he pops the bubble in his mouth.

"Just make sure you're shooting at the bad guys," Cate responds dubiously when Chance gets up with his weapon. She sticks close to him, keeping a concerned eye on him while she brings her SMG back up to her shoulder. She glances over to Jonas. "Arda and Walker go in?" she shouts in concern. She heard the splash, can't help but notice two of their comrades missing.

Gage fires a burst!

Gage attacks Centurion2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Gage attacks Centurion2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Gage attacks Centurion2 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate fires a burst!

Cate attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Cate attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Head.

Cate attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Aleksander fires a burst!

Aleksander attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Aleksander attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Aleksander attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Lyn tends to Abigail and treats their worst wound successfully.

Jonas fires full-auto!

Jonas attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Left Arm.

Jonas attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Head.

Jonas attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Jonas attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Jonas attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Abdomen.

Jonas attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Right Arm.

Jonas attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Jonas attacks Cylon3 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Cylon3 fires a burst!

Cylon3 attacks Jonas with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Cylon3 attacks Jonas with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Cylon3 attacks Jonas with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Chance fires full-auto!

Chance attacks Centurion2 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Chance attacks Centurion2 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Chance attacks Centurion2 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Chance attacks Centurion3 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Centurion3 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Centurion3 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Obaia tends to Obaia and treats their worst wound successfully.

Cylon1 fires a burst!

Cylon1 attacks Aleksander with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Cylon1 attacks Aleksander with Rifle+Ap but Aleksander EVADES!

Cylon1 attacks Aleksander with Rifle+Ap but Aleksander EVADES!

Charlie fires a burst!

Charlie attacks Centurion3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Charlie attacks Centurion3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Charlie attacks Centurion3 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Left Arm.

Centurion3 fires full-auto!

Centurion3 attacks Chance with Lmg+Tripod and HITS! Graze wound to Right Leg.

Centurion3 attacks Chance with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion3 attacks Chance with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion3 attacks Cate with Lmg+Tripod but Cate EVADES!

Centurion3 attacks Cate with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion3 attacks Cate with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion2 fires full-auto!

Centurion2 attacks Gage with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion2 attacks Lyn with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

Centurion2 attacks Abigail with Lmg+Tripod but MISSES!

// Centurion2 has been KO'd!//

// Centurion3 has been KO'd!//

// Cylon3 has been KO'd!//

Lyn helps shift the heavy robot off Abigail before kicking back to the surface, and gasping for air. She wades to the side of the tunnel to climb up out of the water back onto the platform, spitting out the disgusting murky water. Well, it's not mud, mold, and spiders? She's trying not to think about what is in that water.

As Obaia ducks behind a pillar, Charlie follows, covering with fire. The woman isn't even trying for cover, now. There's others worse off. Might as well be the bullet sponge she's meant to be, right? Except the cylons are ignoring her for the most part. "How ya doing, Tili?"

Aleksander's burst of rounds did in fact hit the Cylon before it could fire back and the trio of bullets once again hit with accuracy, all center mass. The hostile gets pounded by remains standing after stumbling a couple of steps back, its own return fire no where close with the Marine ducking behind the column for cover, the bullets whizzing by harmlessly. He then peeks out once more and takes aim to fire another burst. It appears that it is the last Cylon remaining and its near future is to be turned into a pile of scrap.

Abigail is not far behind Lyn, the two women looking about as sodden and disgusting as one can imagine. No, you do not know what years of refuse and everything else have left in that tunnel to now fester in the water. Just...she's happy to be getting out, and back into the fight, though it might take a minute for her to get her bearings again.

"Just an arm. I have two," comes Obaia's reply to Charlie. She grunts a little as she tapes it down extra securely. Hauling herself to her feet, she leans around the opposite side of the pillar and takes a potshot at the remaining cylon out of pure spite.

An inaudible exhale of breath bespeaks relief on Gage's part when the remaining two centurions go down one after the other. It gives him a moment to take a bead, and look around... not good. Couple missing, a couple being treated. He swings his rifle around to focus on the remaining cylon.

Shoot the bad guys, Chance does. Loudly. Full auto is loud. He doesn't have the wherewithall to try and aim, so he just goes for the good old spray and pray. He doesn't say words really, instead as he stumbles and unloads he just yells "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" in time with the rattlying of the machine gun. And when he is done shooting at the two Cylon's he'd been targetting (hell, he even hit one!), he turns, leaning agaisnt a pillar and continues going "AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" as he shoots at the next one. Yup, still full auto. He seems to have missed the fact that bullet grazed his leg just a second ago. Thankfully. Because that head wound is still bleeding.

Brining up his SMG, Jonas really knows how much will be fired into the last Cylon - but he's going to add onto it anyway as he fires his remaining magazine at the heavily damaged toaster.

Charlie fires a burst!

Charlie attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest.

Charlie attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Charlie attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Gage fires a burst!

Gage attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Gage attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

Chance fires full-auto!

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm.

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Head. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Chance attacks Cylon1 with Lmg+Ap but MISSES!

Cate fires a burst!

Cate attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cate attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Cate attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Jonas fires full-auto!

Jonas attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Jonas attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Right Leg. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Jonas attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Right Arm. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Jonas attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Jonas attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Jonas attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Jonas attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Jonas attacks Cylon1 with Smg+Ap but MISSES!

Obaia attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Impaired wound to Chest.

Aleksander fires a burst!

Aleksander attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Incapacitated wound to Chest.

Aleksander attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Graze wound to Chest. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Aleksander attacks Cylon1 with Rifle+Ap and HITS! Flesh Wound wound to Abdomen. (Reduced by ARMOR)

Cylon1 fires a burst!

Cylon1 attacks Aleksander with Rifle+Ap but Aleksander EVADES!

Cylon1 attacks Aleksander with Rifle+Ap but Aleksander EVADES!

Cylon1 attacks Aleksander with Rifle+Ap but MISSES!

// Cylon1 has been KO'd!//

Lyn gets out of the mess and offers Abigail a hand up as well. She wants to go back to vanguard RIGHT NOW and shower while brushing her teeth FOREVER. AWGAWD. Gross stuff everywhere!

The last Cylon goes down. And it gives the Marines a chance to explore the cases and crates they were carrying. Arms and ammo. They are preparing to marshall their forces here for an attack on the middle of the city - but there is still one place left for them to go check on the map. Jonas looks to Abigail to wait for her orders on the matter.

It's probably the concussion. Seriously, it must be. Chance unloads on that last Cylon, along with everyone else. When it goes down, riddled with holes, he stumbles off towards it and looks down at the heap, "You got knocked the frak out, tin can!" he shouts at it.

Cylon down! Another pop of Gage's gum appears to be an expression of satisfaction, as he moves cautiously forward, taking up a watch position, since he's in one piece. He spots Lyn and Abigail climbing out of the water with a visible grimace of presumably sympathy.

Cate eyes the screaming coming from Chance with a raised eyebrow. Abigail and Lyn get a concerned look when they come out of the water. "You guys okay?" She looks around for any other injured as the last Cylon falls.

Abigail, finally back on her feet, with Lyn;'s help, and a ragged, "Thanks for th save, Arda.", before she brings her weapon back up to bear. They're meant to survive dips under water, right? Well, she can check, "Status check?" That to the rest of the team, as she looks across the team, before she moves towards where the cylons were gathering their weapons, "Gather up anything that looks useful, if you can carry it. But we need to keep moving, we've got one more location to clear, before we can get the frak off of this colony." Chance, she walks towards, looking almost comical standing in front of the big man, lifting hand to snap her fingers in front of his face, "Daly. Eyes on me."

"Well, generally, a medic needs both arms," Charlie notes in an aside to Obaia. She reaches down to help the Scorpian woman to her feet, if need be once things are clear. "Let me know if I can help." She reloads her rile and settles in to provide cover as everyone goes through checking the crates and the like. "Clear," she notes for her own status and the 'zone' she's covering. Any ammunition or similar that she can use and carry is grabbed on the way out, but she falls back into her order in formation once they move out.

"I'll be fine after I dip myself in bleach," Lyn mutters, squeezing out her hair with a grimace. She looks unscathed by the battle, amusingly. But still may feel worse than even the most shot up. It's not marine-ly to puke your guts up over some nasty water so she refrains. Instead she moves to help carry a crate of weapons.

"You heard the Sergeant, Marines." Jonas manages as he gets himself into position to move out. "Let's form up and get moving down the tunnel." the radioman offers, offering a nod towards Abigail, a smile towards her, relief showing in his features.

Cate's nose wrinkles when she sees the state of Lyn and Abigail. "Lots and lots of bleach. And antibiotics." Eeew. Cate reloads her weapon while they're getting organized. Abigail gets an odd look when she comes over and checks on Chance, then Cate says, "Let me get a bandage on that." That meaning Abigail's arms.

"Five by five, Walker," Gage chimes in at her request for status. He still keeps an eye on their surroundings, but he advances carefully, checking for ammo, taking a few clips as well as anything potentially explosive for later use. Just in case.

"Can I suggest Wagner take point, so I won't be upwind of everyone?" Lyn offers, because yeah, no one wants her in front smelling like that.

With the fighting over, Aleksander releases a long breath and quickly pulls out the almost spent magazine. Swapping it for a full one, his rifle is now reloaded and ready to go for round two. The Tauron though, needs another smoke so the next order of business before approaching the equipment is grab his pack of smoke and pull out another cigarette. Lighting it, he inhales which saves him from smelling the stench from the wet Marines as they climb out of the water. In fact, he breathes out the smoke and takes another puff, needing it before he shuffles over to where the extra gear is.

Obaia leans against the pillar for a long moment, collecting herself. When people start to talk about moving, she shoves herself upright, getting ready to move. She doesn't look like she wants to chat.

As soon as the team reports ready to move, Abigail, giving a nod to Lyn, motions for Charlie to now move forward, leaving Lyn on drogue, as the team starts to move out. She might or might not give Abbygator, the closest one she can reach, a hard kick on her way past. But mostly, she's focused on getting to the final station, and with any luck, whomever is still left alive.

There's a glance to the fore as Lyn makes her suggestion. Charlie snorts and it might even be in amusement. "Scuse me, comin' through." The Picon woman meanders her way through. Unscathed and not stinky! "Have fun back there, Ghost." She passes on by, rifle pointed down until she's at the fore; clicking the light on and getting it back up and to her shoulder before leading them back out and on the path.

Making an A-OK sign with his fingers at Abigail, Chance says, "I'm gooood, just a little bump on the head." And gettig bitten in the chest. Head wounds are funny, hence funny in the head. He points at his eyes, then at Abigails eyes with two fingers. Eyes on you. See?

It's a few minutes to the next station. This one is marked as destroyed on the map - and it seems that the battle in the central square had summoned the troops that were stationed here. But again, it seems that they were preparing for an attack here - using the avoidance of patrols to set up to attack. There are more demolition charges here, showing they were going to try to destroy the streets right under any counterattack from Picon forces.

Lyn grunts at Charlie as she moves past, because she is trying not to use her mouth too much other than to keep spitting out saliva in the hopes nothing viral or bacterial is going to destroy her insides before she can get antibiotics in her. She brings up the rear, sweeping behind them as she carefully steps backwards in the wake of the team.

Abigail is either going to look like a turtle, before she's done...or like a certain Trash Panda, as she motions for Gage to move with her, "Let's see what we can salvage. If we can't, we can at least make sure they can't use these for anything else, if they come back this way." And if it's the colonials that do, well, the engineers will have the detonators. "Keep moving, we won't be far behind you."

Cate was starting to get out her bandages when Abigail moved off, so she shrugs and stuffs the dressing back in her pouch. She's reminded of the graze on her side now that they don't have a gunfight to distract them, but there isn't really time to start taking off gear and fussing with it. She just falls in with the others. She peers around curiously at the explosives when they reach the next station.

Gage's eyes don't exactly light up, but he is drawn towards the demolition charges even before Abigail waves him over. After making sure they're not active, he sets about collecting them, carefully, stacking the boxes together with a fond pat. Apparently he intends to make sure they don't get used by the toasters. "I'd rather take them, Walker. Could use them. They're setting up a lot of traps, ought to help the Picons set up some counter-traps for some of the risky spots." He shoulders his rifle and lifts one of the boxes.

The explosives seem to be of no interest to Aleksander, probably because he knows he isn't the type to be handling after a quick look, he moves off while still savoring his cigarette. When the order to keep moving is given, there is no complaint from the Tauron as he falls in with the rest of the squad and continues on. Another puff and he begins walking with them, weapon pointed downward but ready to be brought up into firing position at a moment's notice.

Lyn stays in the back, covering the engineers as they do what they need to do. She sweeps the light on her rifle back and forth, checking for movement, especially from the water, because those things suuuucked.

Abigail nods, glancing at Gage and collecting what they can carry, "This is not a defensible location. I'm strongly going to suggest that the Picon forces collapse this whole structure, to prevent the cylons from using it as a base of operations," as they clearly have been. Once they have as much as they can comfortable manage, she moves to join the rest of the team. "One station to go...almost there." And then they can go home.

Cate follows a few steps behind Aleksander. She doesn't say anything, not wanting to draw attention from any other toasters that might be lurking down here.

After the explosives are taken care of, the patrol comes up to the area where the tunnel diverges to the north towards the last station. This tunnel is collapsed heading north. It appears it was already sealed off, a subway car crushed in the middle of it all. The way looks like it was purposefully demolished to keep it from being accessible.

Lyn taps whoever is in front of her to signal a halt. She makes a signal that she is hearing something coming from the rubble. "I hear something. Sounds like digging," she whispers up the line.

When they reach the cave-in towards the north, Aleksander slows to a stop with the rest of the group. However, in the lull of the silence, the Tauron pauses and comes to a stop and it's obvious his eyes are looking towards the collapsed section of the tunnel. If no one else has done so, he raises a hand and closes it into a fist, a notice for the squad to stop and a signal that he noticed something. The puzzled look is still on the Legionnaire's face and when Lyn speaks up, he confirms, "I hear it too."

Steadying the box on his shoulder with one hand, Gage returns the other to his rifle, though keeps it at his side as he moves. Inevitably, he keeps side-eyeing the water, and generally tries to keep as far from it as possible while they move. When they come out into the final station, the engineer's brows rise. "Huh," he murmurs. "Picon command would've mentioned if this were them, right?" he asks, with a glance at Abigail. "What the frak would the toasters want to hide so bad?" Something worse than a daisy-duke clad gatorcylon, presumably. He frowns, trying to listen when Lyn and Aleksander mention hearing something.

Like those near the back, Charlie has heard something. She holds up a hand, fist closed, to signal a halt. The woman tilts her head, eyes closing partially as she listens. "Digging, yes," she agrees. She waits until some people learn to shut the frak up and once she has at least a couple seconds of silence she adds: "Human voices as well."

Abigail, having not said a word, since they've started moving, comes to a halt and sets down her box, bring her weapon back to the ready, motioning for Charlie to get closer, if she can, tapping her lips and then her ear, as if to ask the woman to listen and see if she can make out what's being said. She'll cover her, even if it seems silly. Because you don't know what could be coming out of the subway car. Look what they left behind.

Cate frowns, taking a knee and watching the subway car warily. She slants a brief glance to the others, waiting to see what they're doing.

On the other side of the collapsed wall, there is tapping and noises to keep down their work, a worry about a patrol coming nearby. A light passes by the window of the smashed car, someone trying to get a look in through one of the few narrow slats.

There's a nod from Abigail and Charlie moves forward, still listening. Once she spots those signs of work, she waves the others forward. "I think we found our survivors." Raising her voice a bit more. "Anyone got shovels?" Knowing some marines do carry the foldable kind.

Carefully setting his box down well away from any moisture, Gage keeps one hand on his rifle as he steps forward to assess the area. "Over here," he says, gesturing to a spot. "We can brace the edges, here and here," he points out the areas, "With some supports, we should be able to clear in the middle without collapsing the whole thing."

Shovel? Wagner, this is Abigail you're talking to. Both a rifleman and an engineer. She reaches into a pack, rooting around before she pulls one out. "This is your gig, Tomak. tell us what we need to do." And when he does, Abigail will move to follow his instructions, "Wagner, Ingvar, can you see about getting a message to them?" Since Charlie's in position, and Jonas is the comms man.

Lyn pulls one of her ice axes from where it is strapped to her pack and hands it over to Gage to use as a support. It's mighty sturdy and made of strong stuff to withstand the rigors of arctic and volcano on Aquaria.

Cate doesn't have a shovel - she's got enough crap to carry with her medic pack. She takes up a position watching their rear while the others work.

Even though Aleksander has an entrenchment tool, the foldable shovel, he sees that a good number of Marines are already clustered around the area that Gage has pointed out as a good spot to dig for an opening so he doesn't add his own to the mix. Too many people in the kitchen. Instead, the Tauron begins moving a little bit away from the group, taking up position so he can provide early warning of Cylons are incoming. Time for overwatch duty.

Yeah, Jonas doesn't gave a shovel. Radio pack, you know. However, at Abigail's orders, he heads ip, finding the flash of light and takes out a notebook and a pen. He writes a note and sticks it into the slat to be read.

'Stand back, we're coming in'.

There's a moment where Gage regards Lyn's offered pickaxe with a flicker of respect, and then he's focused on the matter at hand, making sure the support structures are solid before he steps back to keep an eye on the stability of the structure while it's cleared away. Once or twice, he moves in to add a brace or two, but otherwise helps clear the rubble out of the way.

Chance isn't sure if he has a shovel. He has a gun. That's where he's got his focus. Because he knows that with his head spinning, pounding and his vision doubling up on him, he needs to not shoot anyone that isn't metal and shiny.

Lyn does whatever Gage instructs her to do, because it's better than pondering about the muck you went for a swim in, or lip-locking your ex's girlfriend, even if it was to save her life!

"Aye," Charlie agrees with Abigail, moving clear of the rubble and such as Gage moves in to take over the operation. The woman angles her way towards Ingvar then, shifting her rifle to aim a light towards where she saw some getting through the slats. "There's some gaps," she notes to Jonas. "So we know some sound and light is getting through. Doubt they know morse, though." Civilians and all. But ah! Jonas has notebook and pen, handy. So Charlie just waits.

After around a half-hour of digging, the Marines may be exhausted from the work, but there's an opening, and the first glances of tired humanity can be seen. "Oh thank the gods!" one of the fore front women says as she looks in on the Marines. "The Cylons, they sealed all the tunnels a few days ago, and we've been trapped here since." she says. "Can you help us? We have a lot of sick people, and we're out of food."

Abigail, having delegated communications to people who are better at it than she will ever be, is happy to continue working away, clearing rubble, shoring up, rinse and repeat, until Gage is satisfied with the work and moves her on to the next position, and the next. Since Jonas is still th closest to the survivors, he'll have to step up. Abigail is tired, and her stitches are protesting. "Let's see if we can bring them through."

Even when the tunnel is done, Gage keeps a cautious eye on the tunnel structure -- temporary as it is. "Come on through," he encourages them, when he can see the people on the other side. "We have medics over here. If any of your people can't move, we'll help them and get you all to safety."

Lyn begins to scope out the way back to the surface for them, to make sure it's clear.

Once the way is clear for people to begin to egress the subway car and their previous 'trapped' state, Charlie is moving forward to begin assisting. She slings her rifle back over her shoulder. She may not have medical experience, but she has two hands and can at least clear the way and assist.

Glancing over his shoulder for a moment, Aleksander nods his head at the good news, "Found the survivors? At least something good came out of this. Cylon controlled animatronics... not so good." The Tauron remains where he is still and will stay until called to swap out. For now, he remains on perimeter watch, though the perimeter is just making sure no uninvited guests try to enter the station without forewarning.

Once the tunnel/escape hatch/path through the debris is completed, and contact made, Abigail will move out of the way, allowing the survivors and other marines to move as they need to. Also, she's damned tired, and could use a few minutes to just sit and rest on watch. "As soon as we have them all, we'll gather all of our supplies, anything we managed to salvage and see about getting them back to the rendezvous point."

"Hey doc..." Chance states, his voice still enlongating syllables a bit, "Pretty sure I don't have two guns...but I'm seeing two of em. That's normal, right?" He keeps staring at his machine gun, not looking up or away from it.

In the end, there are 22 survivors found. Many of them are malnurished from several days without food, and the sickness from the stale air. Cate and Obaia will be able to give them some rudimentary treatment (with a successful medicine roll) while Chance is complaining of his injuries. At least from here, they can take the easier way back home to retrevial.

Once the survivors are gathered, treated, and corralled, there's nothing left to be done except to get them back to the pickup point. Except if it's to give Abbygator another swift kick on the way by. And the raccoon for good measure.


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