USCMRPG

Steel: "That's a question better answered by the LT, Smiles." Nick replied to Pvt FC Honeysett. "It's a good question though. So what do you think Lieutenant, can Pvt FC Honeysett lug around a flamer? My thinking is that if the cultists are carrying around this bio weapon inside them, it might be a ...

Eileen stood quietly to the side of the room, watching the assembled marines as they talked among themselves. She supposed she ought to be feeling nervous about her first mission, but instead she was just eager to get there. As Sergeant Steel quieted everyone down, Eileen stepped forward, "Good morn...

"Actually I do have a few questions concerning where we are getting deployed but it can wait till your briefing. It should only take a few minutes to finish this loading then I'll get the platoon organised and ready for the briefing. Where would you like to hold the briefing?" Nick asked the Lieute...

Eileen Vincent worked to keep the satisfied smile off her face as she entered the Costguana's hanger. Several weeks waiting around Gateway for an assignment hadn't sat well with her. The space station might be a hive of entertainment and recreational opportunities, but it was hard to enjoy them when...

"Take 'em with me?" Kelly patted her smartgun affectionately, and shook her head, "I think I'll just aim to send 'em on ahead."

"Sir..." He saluted briefly "It might be a bit early to request, but may I operate an incinerator unit? It'd be perfect for room cleaning..." Kelly gave Jacob a surprised glance as she overheard his request, "They issue you new guys with flameproof underwear or something... Or you got some other pl...

"Sir," Macguire spoke up from the rear of the room, "We've got 5-30 suspects. What about these... facehugger things. Has anyone from Yutani decided to tell us how many of them are missing from the ship?" She smiled slightly, "Better yet they got any clue what the hell they are?"

Kelly peered forward at the fallen woman in morbid fascination without actually getting any closer. Maybe that damn thing wasn't quite as attached as it looked. She'd never seen anything remotely like that in her life, chalk up another pointed question for Veroskaya when they tracked her down. With ...

Kelly smiled in a decidedly unfriendly manner as the smartgun pulled her aim to the lockers. Same as always, the 'gun was the brains of the team.

Silently she signalled her target to the rest of the squad.

Kelly quickly scaled the ladder to the upper deck. Emerging into the darkness, she played her smartgun in an arc, looking and listening for any sign of movement. Not that she had any intention of shooting their rogue navigator. Not fatally at least. No, now the damn android was out of the picture sh...

Kelly backed away from the ladder and step back, looking slowly around, her smartgun naturally tracking her gaze, "You know I can't help thinking our rogue toaster had plenty of time to get up here. If whatever's in those containers is so damn important I reckon we don't want to be leaving her up he...

"I got just the thing for pacifying mutineers right here," Kelly patted her smartgun with fake cheerfulness. Not that the chance for a little action wasn't welcome, but right now she was stuck with the nagging feeling something didn't quite add up. She glanced over to where the Captain stood and fro...

"Rescue pod?" Kelly frowned, "Who the hell's he think's gonna rescue him way out here?" She grunted slightly and shook her head, "Sounds dodgy to me, Sarge. Maybe we should go haul his buddies out and ask them."

"Oh well ain't that perfect," Kelly muttered irritably, looking over her shoulder as light flared at the front of the group, "I guess they won't be needing motion trackers to find us." Stuck at the rear she was concentrating on any possible threats from that direction. Apart from anything else she'd...

Kelly took her position at the rear of the group, hefting her smartgun, ready to move quickly through the airlock. She grinned in a savage anticipation. Nothing like starting the day charging into an unknown situation through a nice, vulnerable choke point.