Fort Holle

[Srgntcuddles]

Crimson picked up a piece of the voice masker and dangled it from her finger, trying not to have to speak, hoping he would get it.

[Arrant]

Arrant scoffed and started to walk down the hall."Howl, other, we've got work to do." Pulling out a handgun and some unfinished blueprints, he found the ideal position of the armory, and began heading towards it immediatly, loading his handgun with AP Rounds and attaching a silencer. He stood against a corner and looked around it, seeing none and continuing down and seeing none, then again and fired two rounds out silently, hitting his mark with precision. He continued this pattern until he came to a large room. He looked around and found soldiers posted everywhere, most of them well-hidden... There were snipers... hidden so that he couldn't see them, but if they glanced at the hall, which some most likely have, he would be found immediatly and a scope would be on him immediatly. "GET DOWN!" he whispered as he threw himself to a wall. "The armory, along with other important rooms, is located in this room right here... But there are snipers, stealthy snipers. without a doubt DEADLY snipers... So we have 4 options. Run for it, wait for reinforcements, try to pick them off, or put your gun to your head."

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

"Don't worry, mate, I'm on it." Howl grabbed his preloaded sniper and went into a position just a bit to their flanks. He attached a silencer to the barrel, looked down on his scope and spotted four snipers. He whispered to Arrant through his intercom, "We've got four snipers on that position, so if I can get rid of at least two of 'em, then they'll scramble and look for where the shots came from, giving you guys enough time to move. So, here goes nothing...." With his scope directly on the face of his target, he fired, the man was killed instantly and his head was obliterated. The sniper next to him tried to move away but Howl managed to hit him in the center mass, knowing he wouldn't get up after that. Howl got back on the intercom and whispered, "Go! Here's your chance!"

[Arrant]

Arrant dashed from the hall, grabbing the handle to rip it open. The door didn't budge. Arrant got back and roundhouse kicked the lock, three times before shoving the door open. "GET INSIDE! WE'LL WAIT FOR REINFORCEMENTS IN HERE!" He dashed in and pushed some furniture toward it, waiting for everyone to be in before setting up a barricade.

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

Howl grabbed all his supplies and ran for the door, sniper rounds wizzing by him. He managed to get in and started to get furniture to barricade the entrance. "Alright, go! You don't have much time at all!"

[Srgntcuddles]

Crimson bolted for the door right behind Howl, a bullet grazed her on the arm, but with her adrenaline pumping she didn't notice. She made it inside, not saying anything as she caught her breath.

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

The second Crimson made it into the armory and got out of the way, he slammed the door shut, pushed all the furniture in front of it and sat down on a cleared table. "Now THAT, was even more close then before...."

[Arrant]

Arrant walked to a nearby locker and found it locked as expected. "Guys, try to bash these doors open for supplies." He grabbed the locker by the sides and brought the full force of his knee up into the center, leaving a small dent that budged the door outward, as well as the wolven warrior writhing in pain on the floor.

[Srgntcuddles]

Crimson took a more subtle approach, kneeling down next to a locker next to Arrant, smirking hiddenly at his demise. She took out a lockpick she had swiped from Aqua in their struggle and began to pick the lock on her locker. The blood from the wound on her arm dripped onto the floor as she worked; still not noticing it.

[Arrant]

When most of the pain subsided, Arrant whined as he picked himself up and limped over to the nearby rifle stand, finding mostly AK's, shotguns, and a broken RPG. He looked to the nearby spots, noticing a  PSD-1 in poor condition, some scattered varied clips, and to his joy an FN 200M stuck between a locker and the wall with the barrel sticking out slightly. He slid it out, and went over to the next locker, an evil grin on his face as he took aim and used a clip on the locker, openning the door to find a couple of MK IV medkits torn to shreds by shrapnel and bullets. After dropping an armed grenade in the locker and throwing the locker to the floor, Arrant jumped to the other side of the room and sat down in the corner in field position.

[HowlTheGrayWolf]

"Ah ha! Just what I was looking for..." He pulled out an m4a1, he took out a reflex sight and silencer, attaching them to the m4a1 and he aimed down the sights. "This should work MUCH better than my m9." Grabbing as many clips as he could carry for it, he smiled. "Looks like I'm more then just a sniper." A couple seconds later, when he saw Arrant with the grenade, he dove behind a table for cover. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

[Arrant]

"I despise lockers..." he said as he rocked back and forth, rubbing his wounded leg while he remorses the destoryed, advanced medkits.

[Srgntcuddles]

Crimson noticed what Arrant was doing and looked at him. "Hey what the the hell, you going t-" she stopped, not realizing she was yelling at him.

[Arrant]

Stopped immediatly and glanced at the soldier, eyes studying her silently. Something about his voice is off... Arrant thought to himself, why is he so silent...I can't place my thumb on it but something about his voice is different... Arrant continues eyeing the soldier suspiciously, thinking about the soldier's voice and why something about it keeps bothering him.

[Srgntcuddles]

Crimson went back to work on picking the lock, noticing she was being watched by Arrant she tried to work. The lock suddenly clicked and the door popped open a bit. Crimson smiled under her mask as she opened the locker.