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[Alistair]

With a defeated and rather pitiful groan Subzero collapsed, claws sheathing; and panting as he lied upon the floor. This half ton saber spoke in his ancient dialect then chuckled quietly, looking up into the eyes of one of the armed guards, pushing his words into their mind, "You will assist me in escaping, mortal."

[HollowOfHaze]

Failing to prevent eye contact, the affected guard shuddered, and turned on his companions in an instant. He put a shock round into one guard, then an MTF soldier, then another, and another. As he turned to face the remainder of the squad, he noticed that his vision was obstructed by four other KSGs. All pointed at him. The last thing he saw before being sent into unconsciousness was a flash of crackling blue lightning, followed by the loud sizzle of burned hair.


Another MTF soldier, careful to prevent eye contact, shot another two shock slugs into the massive tiger's midsection.

[Farewell]

Zaida hummed seeing the door was open. "And don't mind if I don't~ time to please myself~" she said walking out and calmly looking down the hallway. "Seems they are busy~" she turned walking down the hallway.
The albino rat scientist saw this and went to run for back up but quickly fell.
Zaida using her telekinesis had her eyes glowing bright. "O-oh!~ what's this..." She said as the collar filled her body with pain. "Silly goose~" she began to transfer the pain to the scientist his scream echoing and he twitched. "Darling I know it's hard to endure but you can stay strong~" she kneeled down watching his struggle with satisfaction and her straight jacket flew off. "Much much... Better~"

[Alistair]

Releasing a roar the saber actually began to rise from his lying position, he wanted to check on the albino rat since he heard him fall; his roars sounded pitiful as he made shaky steps down the hall, projecting his words into the mind of the scientist, "Call them off! I want to see if you are okay!"

[Farewell]

The rat unable to reply continued to scream before panting.
"Good~" she patted his head and tossed the collar. "Now, I think I'd like to shut the men up shooting in the facility~" she blended with the shadows traveling faster.
The rat huffed and got up.

[Alistair]

Subzero gripped the floor with his paw pads, still crawling, but now at a quickened pace. He was determined and nothing was going to hold him down until he knew his friend was okay.

[HollowOfHaze]

(Wouldn't subzero's mind control require eye contact? Are they all in the same area? Keters and Euclids are normally seperated....)
Galen arrived to the sight of MTF soldiers racing past the remains of what looked like a firefight. Several people lay on the floor of the hallway, although as he checked their pulse, he was relieved to find them still alive. He rushed forwards with the rest of the squad, picking the tac-vest and firearms off of the only casualty: a riot-shielded guard with his neck twisted all wrong. Blood seeped from under his equipment.


Then he saw the tiger, as did the rest of the squad. A few turned at the sight of a minor holding a firearm, but seeing the keycard around his neck, they discarded the thought to focus on teh task at hand. They aimed at the large skip, not just with less-than-lethal armaments this time. Looking around, he saw dozens of SCAR-Hs, 1216s, and several M1A SOCOMs. If failure was an option, a lack of firepower would not be the cause.

[Alistair]

Subzero calmed, exhaling; appearing friendly now since he smelled a casualty. Pushing past the guards he stood over the deceased one, licking over his neck with the golden salve; the guard's bones resetting before he restored life to him by ever so gently clamping over his nose and breathing golden essence into his body.


Sitting back, Subzero waited for the guard to open his eyes. Panting still as he sweated, he didn't bother snarling at the other guards as he gently scooted them to the side; returning to his cell, and sprawling out on his ice block with a happy groan.

[Farewell]

Zaida studied the area. "My my~ new places~" she says with a smile. The cupboards opening with a thought she grabbed some wine. "Mmm~ it's been a long time since I've had this one~" she used her mind to open and took a few sips. "Mm~ trully merveilleux!~" she said as some black drool trickled down her lips onto her neck as she chugged the drink down her hands behind her back the bottle simply floating over her mouth allowing her to drink the sweet wine.

[HollowOfHaze]

(My question still stands.)
The doors to the containment cell shut with a hefty groan. Incendiary ordnance was brought in for temporary countermeasures, and damage assessment was initiated.
Galen watched as the corpse was carried away, and the hallway he had walked in peace just yesterday now resembled a miniature fortified barricade.

Incident 7296-A1 Official Report
Location: Site [REDACTED]
Cause: Inadequate containment protocol
Casualties: 1 MTF soldier [Revived, under surveillance and scheduled for physical evaluation].
Status: Unresolved Potential for Containment Breach. Temporary countermeasures deployed to contain SCP-7296. SCP-6111 out of containment and unaccounted for. SCP-3437 out of containment and accounted for; assisting search party Charlie.
Search parties deployed throughout Site [REDACTED].

Containment protocol for SCP-7296 pending revision.

[Alistair]

(Your question is ignored. Subzero made eye contact with the guard to take control of his mind. Its a rare thing but sometimes he doesn't require eye contact.)


Subzero let out pitifully loud groans, pawing at the door as his albino rat friend was still on the other side.

[HollowOfHaze]

This was a first. Galen had gone through some forms of combat training during his consideration for MTF enlistment, but very rarely was he given a lethal weapon, and even more rarely with the associated equipment. It showed that something had clicked in the minds of the soldiers accompanying him, as they no longer referred to him as "3437" or "Skip". They now said "Arakisk" or "Galen". He had been given the standard local MTF battle rifle, the SCAR-H, and a 686P, lethal as well. The sun was setting, and they had a Keter to catch. Or kill. In the words of the commander of his squad "I don't give a damn as long as it's not still running towards us."


Galen shifted to a midform. It was more than llikely that he would need the extra strength and sharp edges.

[Alistair]

Subzero's groans and yowls only got louder as he scratched at his cell door, he wasn't going to stop until he saw that his friend was okay.

[Farewell]

The rat smiled. "I'm fine, it's ok..." He chuckled. "It was just like a taser that's all"
Zaida now went to the shooting facility walking in front of targets. "Miss me~" she said to the practicing agents. Before long she began to use her mind throwing them about, shot a few times she chuckled pulling out the bullet. "I love how you all try~" she said simply grabbing a new guard tearing the helmet off looking into his soul his eyes turning white along with his hair, the kangaroo began to panic seeing his nightmare. "Bugs aren't so scary~" insects began to crawl out of his nose and mouth.

[HollowOfHaze]

The small army of soldiers and guards outside of SCP-7296's containment cell had readied their weapons. Flamethrowers, dragon's breath shotguns, and thermite ammunition of all calibers was on standby. An XM109 was on standby as well, delivering a 25mm explosive charge on command within a few inches of the designated target.


Galen heard the thud of bodies impacting walls down the hallway. His first live combat would be soon enough. Why not start of his record with a fight against a Keter?
The skip was just around the corner. The squad halted, staying out of sight from the Keter-class. One MTF soldier beside Galen pulled the pin on a flashbang, tossing it around the corner.
"FLASH OUT!"
The burst of light and the sudden boom gave a few seconds for the squad before 6111 would be able to fight. But a few seconds would likely not be enough. Not quite.
Galen readied SCP-3437-2's secondary anomalous effect with a slight haze of blue, as it would likely come in handy against a mind-bender.