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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Festy_Dog" data-source="post: 1645524" data-attributes="member: 2561">[ooc: That's right, I'm still goin' at it here, don't actually think I'll let this little gem slip away, do ya? But regardless, I'm sure you're used to my ramblings by now: bla bla bla... when Douane gets back... bla bla bla... keeping bumped... bla bla bla. Here's another pile of hot, steaming creativity for your entertainment (or lack thereof).]"Oops, sorry," Two said, and smiled sweetly, "Just shutting the door to prevent anything sneaking up on us. The others will let us know when they want to come in."One grunted in response, a little speechless after feeling a great mass of metal come dangerously close to reducing him to jam-like consistency."I'm gonna get started on retrieving the package," Two said, and sat herself in front of a computer terminal."Good," One replied, having recovered part of his vocabulary.He took a seat near the door. There were half a dozen terminals in the room, composed of monitors and keyboards, and all were connected to a large mainframe computer."I think it was some kind of setup," Two said as her fingers hammered away at a keyboard.One nodded in agreement. He regretted not calling the whole thing off after the first few casualties, but he wasn't certain. He was in the frying pan, and had to jump, was there any way to avoid the fire? The least he could do was try to retrieve the information without losing anyone else. He opened his mouth to give Two some kind of encouragement, but was cut off by his radio."We're at the door, sir," came Five's voice."I got it," Two replied, and the blast door slid open smoothly, belying it's great weight.Ten and Five rushed in, carrying Eleven between them. His right sleeve and leg were soaked with blood, but that was from before Five had patched him up."He's stable. A little reconstructive surgery and some bed rest and he'll be back in action, right now though he's zonked on morphine," Five summarised Eleven's condition.Eleven's head lolled about as he took in the new surroundings, then he closed his eyes as he fell asleep."Sir, found something of interest," Two said.One walked over and took a look."According to this one occupants of the offices upstairs left his computer on, with him still logged in. Either that or he's still here, which I doubt. The big bonus though is that he has clearance to get the data we want, which'll save plenty of time. Office 214" she said, then looked to him for a verdict."Alright then, Five and Ten, back to setting up those erasers. You've got five minutes. Two, keep watch over Eleven and see what else you can find. I'm going upstairs to get the package," One said.The three black garbed commandos slipped out of the room and went their separate ways. The blast door slammed shut heavily behind them.One made haste to the stairs, there was some kind of opposition in the building and it had managed to halve his teams numbers. To him it appeared he had jumped off the wrong side of the frying pan, because this felt like the fire.He leaped the flights of stairs to the second floor, and sprinted down the darkened hallway at the top. Down one end a room's door was open, and weak light was spilling out, likely the light cast by a computer's monitor.A solid blow to the throat and his legs were thrown into the air in front of him. One's radio earpiece was knocked clear of his ear with the impact. He gagged as he landed on the floor, sighting the extended arm above him he realised he had been clothes-lined. They must've been hiding in a doorway. He squeaked in an effort to call for backup, but had to roll out of the way to avoid the boot falling hard towards his head. His earpiece wasn't as lucky, feeling the full brunt of the boot's impact. He wasn't without martial arts training though, and jumped to his feet, avoiding the next boot as it kicked a hole in the hallway wall he lay next to. He spun about, and his fist connected with the unseen opponents face.Intense hand-to-hand combat ensued.</blockquote>

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