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"I think it is in our best interests to keep the officers alive, but the guards pose a clear and urgent threat to our safety. Let's try to eliminate the guards as quickly as possible and then move to restrain the officers." suggested Marcus.

"Wow, these guys really can't take a message and bugger off, can they? Guess they will have to learn the hard way." grumbles Marcus as he takes a position on the side of the lift in order to supply covering fire for the rest of the team. Focusing on the first enemy he sees, Marcus squeezes off a...

"Mop up duty again, eh?" says Marcus with a smile, "not that I'm complaining". Slowing down momentarily, Marcus takes careful aim at MPA 3 and opens fire.

"Shit" mutters Marcus as he rolls to the nearest cover. The way he positions his body ensures that any projectiles that make contact will slam into the heavily armored back/shoulder portion.

Gritting his teeth, Marcus also charges towards the bubble. "I'll take any kill I can get" he grunts as he swivels to let loose a shot at the still smoking MPA 1.

"I don't know about you guys, but a pair of guards sound way easier to take care of than 3 MPAs and 6 infantry. Let's seize the captain and impose our will on the ship." suggests Marcus.

"I think blasting a hole is our best option. Who knows what could be waiting for us at the airlocks, they must have defenses of some kind, especially by the entrances." says Marcus. "Plus, that guy that escaped will be sure to make the whole ship aware of our presence."

"Hey, I think I'm getting the hang fighting in zero G." remarked Marcus optimistically as he aimed at pod 7.

"Guess I'm on mop up duty again, eh?" chuckles Marcus as he levels his gun towards Pod 3.

"I'll mop this one up" grunts Marcus as he lines up Pod 1 with his reticle. (Huh, I already have a draft saved, it must have not sent, wifi has been spotty recently. Sorry!)

"I agree, don't want to drag this out longer than necessary" said Marcus as he did the final checks and found all systems ready.

Seeing an opportunity, Marcus shoots towards the blue bioroid, now exposed with its cover gone.

Marcus jerked towards the remaining green bioroid and unleashed a hail of projectiles in it's general direction

""Time to end this" mutters Marcus with a grim face.

It was a pity that the game had to end before we won, but duty came first. Tossing his equipment into a bin, Marcus proceeded with the rest of the company back to the barracks. Falling in step beside Heinrich, Marcus turns and asks, "Hey Sarge, sorry, I meant lieutenant, haven't gotten used to...

For Marcus, the end of the vacation comes with a bittersweet and wistful feeling. Yes, it was fun, but all things must come to an end eventually; now was the time for action. It felt odd to be back in military garb after weeks(?) in loose civilian clothing, and Marcus unconsciously itched at the...

"Wow, what a meal," says Marcus with a contented sigh, "man can I get used to this." Picking up a napkin from the table, Marcus proceeds to wipe his mouth clean, before excusing himself to go to the washroom. "I'll be right back, don't have too much fun without me." He says with a wink. After...

"Ok, then it's decided! Let's follow the coast until we see or smell something good." Taking the lead, Marcus begins to walk along the beach, feeling the sand digging between his toes with each step. Although the sun had long faded from view, the sand remained burning hot, almost like the coals...

Marcus feels no rush to start on the festivities until later on, after all, they had just arrived from a warzone, what was wrong with relaxing a little bit? He nods his thanks to Eric for the drinks. “This is some strong stuff, eh? Just the way I like it.” He watches the men desperate for a...