open My Little Containment Breach

[CornBreadGang 514]

((OOC: Light made a blade out of medical tools, and 106 was going after Repsol. That's what happens to my posting at 2:00 AM.))

Light turned the new blade in his hands. Is it acceptable to keep this, Beta?" Asked Light, hoping he could keep his blade with him, as it helped him in the past.

[RAGESTAR 479]

049 trotted quietly through the halls, looking for anypony that needed his "cure" as his zombified minions followed him. There was now three zombies, the mare that he had attacked earlier was successfully cured and was now under his control. "Hmm...I wonder where that mare ran off to...she couldn't have gotten far...oh well, I shall continue my search until I find her then...for she is very much in need of my cure..." said the plague doctor to himself.

 

Crimson still stood in the car with the others, checking the ammunition of his sawed off and making sure it's safety was off, giving an approving nod as he finished, he then noticed Lunar giving him an odd look, causing him to raise an eyebrow. "What?" he asked.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

049 trotted quietly through the halls, looking for anypony that needed his "cure" as his zombified minions followed him. There was now three zombies, the mare that he had attacked earlier was successfully cured and was now under his control. "Hmm...I wonder where that mare ran off to...she couldn't have gotten far...oh well, I shall continue my search until I find her then...for she is very much in need of my cure..." said the plague doctor to himself.

 

Crimson still stood in the car with the others, checking the ammunition of his sawed off and making sure it's safety was off, giving an approving nod as he finished, he then noticed Lunar giving him an odd look, causing him to raise an eyebrow. "What?" he asked.

" I asked you a question, Captain, and uou have yet to respond. What are you thinking about?" She took out her knife and ran it along her hoof. She found a sort of comfort with the act, as insane as it was. Somehow, between being alone far too long, and being a mercenary, the knife just clicked with her. That didn't stop her from carrying a pistol on her person at all times.

[RAGESTAR 479]

Crimson shrugged. "Not much, just imagining how much ass I'm gonna kick, how many shells it'll take to turn 173 into rubble, and wondering wether or not an old friend of mine is still alive...but besides that, not much else...why?" Asked Crimso as he adjusted the straps on his kevlar vest.

[Octavia's Bow 2,035]

"It looked like you were thinking something deep. Like, the meaning of life, or how to smash heads with something you can't kill. Good to know it was all a figment of my imagination." She sheathed the blade across her back, and thought longingly for a sniper rifle.