Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-26567397-20161120191253/@comment-24852191-20170116011712


 * The three elites explode into clouds of purple blood, their remains fall to the floor. As the fire fights in the hangers rage on, on the bridge Lt. Commander Davis yells out.

Davis: Captain, more boarding parties on deck 6, section M! They're pushing for the main infirmary and armory 13.

Me: We can't afford to loose another armory if we are going to hold the ship. Vector all nearby squads to that location.

Hawk: Communications in that section are out and the marines are spread too thin on the Hanger Deck.


 * I get out of my chair and head towards the exit.

Me: Then, I'll handle it myself.

Landry: Captain, I must recommend.......

Me: Landry, you have the bridge!


 * I look at two Spartan guards at the bridge entrance.

Me: You two, with me!


 * Thr three of us walk off the bridge.

(Good to see you're back.)