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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4329757" data-attributes="member: 3285">Grey Matter: Part 3c – The AlienIt was unclear who fired first.&nbsp; The security guard jerked backwards even as his shot went wide, grazing one of the rival team’s guards.&nbsp; Hammer ducked down behind the cryogenic tube as gunfire peppered the air over him.Goodrich, a crack shot, finished off the wounded thug and then dove behind the tube along with Hammer. The cistrons clattered to the floor.Jim-Bean picked them up and deposited them in his bag. “It doesn’t have to be like this!” snarled the agent formerly known as Oberschmeier.&nbsp; Klaxons went off and whirling yellow lights descended from four corners of the room.The unmistakable hissing of gas permeated the gunfire.&nbsp; Everyone stopped firing. “What the hell is that?” shouted Hammer.“HALON system,” barked Goodrich.&nbsp; He started crawling towards the gas masks on the wall.Jim-Bean grabbed a gas mask out of his larger bag and tossed it to Hammer.&nbsp; The other agents all dove for Oberschmeier’s medical bag. Goodrich smashed the window, donned a gas mask, and crawled back to the other side of the cryogenic tube.&nbsp; Jim-Bean came up out of the bag with a gas mask on and a tear grenade in one hand.&nbsp; He lifted it triumphantly, ready to pull the pin.When he looked around, the Grey alien was staring back at him, the same blank expression on its face.&nbsp; The rival agents on the far side of the room were all wearing gas masks.&nbsp; And wielding shotguns.“Oh crap,” said Jim-Bean.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="talien, post: 4329757, member: 3285"] [b]Grey Matter: Part 3c – The Alien[/b] It was unclear who fired first. The security guard jerked backwards even as his shot went wide, grazing one of the rival team’s guards. Hammer ducked down behind the cryogenic tube as gunfire peppered the air over him. Goodrich, a crack shot, finished off the wounded thug and then dove behind the tube along with Hammer. The cistrons clattered to the floor. Jim-Bean picked them up and deposited them in his bag. “It doesn’t have to be like this!” snarled the agent formerly known as Oberschmeier. Klaxons went off and whirling yellow lights descended from four corners of the room. The unmistakable hissing of gas permeated the gunfire. Everyone stopped firing. “What the hell is that?” shouted Hammer. “HALON system,” barked Goodrich. He started crawling towards the gas masks on the wall. Jim-Bean grabbed a gas mask out of his larger bag and tossed it to Hammer. The other agents all dove for Oberschmeier’s medical bag. Goodrich smashed the window, donned a gas mask, and crawled back to the other side of the cryogenic tube. Jim-Bean came up out of the bag with a gas mask on and a tear grenade in one hand. He lifted it triumphantly, ready to pull the pin. When he looked around, the Grey alien was staring back at him, the same blank expression on its face. The rival agents on the far side of the room were all wearing gas masks. And wielding shotguns. “Oh crap,” said Jim-Bean. [/QUOTE]

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