Moose: Two frag grenades and follow up with single shots.
Mist: Ready.
Maynard: Ready.
Bardock: *flatulence*
*two explosions, three single gunshots*
Moose: They're down.
Mist: What's up with the gas pass, Bardock?
Bardock: Ate some eggs before we deployed.
Moose: Okay, one's position is about twenty meters down, about two blocks.
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Vinny: *quiet crying*
Ken: I thought we gave him some painkillers and a mild dose of anesthesia, and he's still sobbing?
Impediment: Nah, I'd guess it was trauma or something.
*gunfire richochets*
Impediment: MOOOMMY!
Ken: Jeez.
Ken: Great, I think my gun's clogged with dust.
RJ: Should we radio HQ for some backup?
Ken: Think that would be a good idea.
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*radio chattering*
LethalFemme: Check that.
Syren: Alrighty.
Syren: YEeeeeeeeeeeES?
Ken: Sy, it's Ken, we need 'copter backup downtown, it's getting hot here.
Syren: Ooh, are we in trouble?
Ken:....
Ken: Look, please just get the 'copter up.
Syren: *laugh* Alrighty, we'll see you in about fifteen, try to hang on.
Ken: Fifteen?! We don't ha -
*Syren closes the channel*
Syren: Ken wants us to help.
LethalFemme: Awww, I thought he was a big boy already.
*both giggle*