F.P.P.A. (IC)

[HollowOfHaze]

"Mistakes were made." replied Galen in a monotone.
"I arbitrated his sentence for his threats. Quite fittingly I would think. Besides, if I'd let him live, he be causing even more problems in the command chain. It was warranted and necessary, if a bit abrupt."


As he shut the blast doors to the cell and obliterated the console with a shot from his kinetic rifle, he added "Now, if i were you, I'd head to Medical and get yourself something to patch your leg. Biofoam perhaps. I've heard good things about its capabilities, although I didn't bring an injector on myself."


Shifting his right foot to digitigrade to prove his point, the knife wound started pouring blood for a moment before he shifted back to a plantigrade structure.

[Jacob Hail]

"I will make a thorough investigation later, but for now kiss and make up because I dont need valuable hands fighting. Understood?" Jacobs ears perked as he heard the sound of crashing, following it to a vent exit and looking out to see Subject 11 messing with her collar. Quietly, he crawled out, huddling down behind an over turned desk and taking the tranqulizer from his mouth, waiting for a time to strike.

[Angder]

Fout looks down at the bear... "Down the corridor... 5th door on the right... I need to heal my leg...."

Fout was still shaking, He clutches onto the bear, feeling crushed and angry.

[Farewell]

Zaida hissed her ears flicked before she turned hearing something making her grow cautious, she made gurgle growls and tail swayed a bit faster showing aggression.

[The Past]

Japathok had to think for a few moments to understand what Fout meant before running down the corridor to the location.

[Angder]

Fout buries his head in the bears Fur, when he arrives, he half climbs, half falls, off the bear, and limps into the room.

"Where is it, where is it..." Fout digs into one of the cupboards, and pulls out some medical equipment to cure his leg. "Th...thank you Japa... We... we will need to search for the other Subjects to secure..." He starts to do what he can for his leg. "Once I can walk."

[HollowOfHaze]

Suddenly alone in the corridor, Galen sighed with a tired tone. Every day would be his last it seemed. Leaning against the wall opposite the containment cells, he waited in case Hail might need assistance.

[Jacob Hail]

Jacob continued to crouch behind the desk, counting down in his head. His stims would ware off soon, and he hoped to take care of Subject 11 before they did, he would need the extra strength to grapple with her. Gripping the tranquilizer tight, the fox leaped over the desk and charged Subject 11, throwing his shoulder into her.

[Farewell]

Zaida fell and hissed her tail wrapping around his waist quickly, she pinned the fox down having her paws gripped tight on his neck. "Damn Furries locking me up!~" she said in a hoarse whisper slowly putting pressure baring her razor teeth. "I'll make sure you suffer~"

[Farewell]

Zaida fell and hissed her tail wrapping around his waist quickly, she pinned the fox down having her paws gripped tight on his neck. "Damn Furries locking me up!~" she said in a hoarse whisper slowly putting pressure baring her razor teeth. "I'll make sure you suffer~"

[HollowOfHaze]

Galen spent the past few moments in an attempt to folloe the echoes in the vents. Skidding to a halt at a locked door, he could hear the Subject's corrosive speech. He didn't have enough piercing capability with him to breach the door, instead trying to find another way in. He then remembered: the armory had to be around here somewhere. This facility had to have some breaching equipment of some sort. Rushing to the nearest apparent weapons lockers, he searched the racks for something useful. His conclusion was that his options were very limited.

Looking to the available explosive ordnance, he found several pale breaching charges. With luck, the blast would do its job and nothing more. He stowed what he could carry, quickly heading back to the locked door as fast as he could.

[Jacob Hail]

Jacob let out a growl as Subject 11 pinned him, letting her wrap her paws around his throat and choke him. That still left his hands free. He gripped her throat with one paw and stabbed the needle into her arm, injecting the tranqulizer into her before attempting to roll her off him.

[HollowOfHaze]

Readying the shaped charges with a clacker in his off hand, Galen opened a channel to Jacob in the room behind the locked door. The noise coming from the room seemed to have dimished quickly.

"Hey, the door to your room's locked. I'm gonna breach it unless you give a green light." he said, waiting with his hardlight pistol in his left hand and detonator in his right.

[Farewell]

Subject 11 slammed him up and down slowly going dizzy and weak and let him go trying to get out slamming open the door she pushed the lion weakly away and swayed as she tried walking,  Subject shook her head leaning against the wall groaning...

[HollowOfHaze]

Walking just behind the Subject, Galen waited until it came to a halt against a wall. Slowly lowering it to the floor, he knelt alongside the humanoid, looking solemnly at it as he waited for unconsciousness to set in.