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Posted: May 16 2018, 10:48 PM
© Jen // CURRENTLY Offline
Besides the gunfire at the front of the building, it was quiet. Sami didn't like it. She shifted in her spot quietly, so she had a better view of the back entrance without being noticeable. From deep within the darkened hallway, a low guttural growl could be heard. Then footsteps. They were heavy, bending the floor with their weight. The creature emerged from the shadows and into the daylight.
It was, from what Sami could tell, reptilian. An oversized, mutated crocodile, able to put most of its weight on its hind legs. It was wearing armor, with some of the pieces looking like they were embedded into its scarred hide. Clearly, it was serving as a living weapon for whoever was attacking the facility. It flexed its sharp claws as it scanned the area for prey.
Nobody moved in its sight. Sami was hoping that even the clones, with their limited lifespans, had enough common sense and survival instinct to remain hidden. Unseen behind her rock, Sami took aim with her rifle, designed to puncture through even the toughest scales and hide. She had found it a necessity to have such power behind her shots while living here. It was possible, though, that the croc might leave without attacking them, if the battle on the other side of the building could lure it back.
Even so, she wasn't taking any chances. The moment that the croc decided to attack someone in this area, she planned to open fire.
Posted: Yesterday at 03:59 pm
© Jessica // CURRENTLY Offline
What the hell was that? Eggman was just able to see the weird crocodile creature that emerged as he peered quickly over the top of his covering rocks. He did not like seeing it. Whenever something new came into a conflict like this, that meant that things were only going to get worse. He knew this sort of thing only too well as he was typically the cause of this.
"What sort of karmic day am I have?" he asked as he rummaged in his coat. Someone - who he was unable to see from his current position - was shooting at the croc, which meant he wasn't going to. If he did, he might draw its attention and ire and it would come for him.
No, Eggman was going to play it as safe as he could. If he was able to even get a moment, he would bail from this. In fact, as part of his rummaging, he pressed a button that would send a summons for his Eggmobile on his nearest airship so he would be able to get out as quickly as possible. His rummaging continued and he produced five small beetle-like robots.
These ones weren't spy robots, but they were going to do something more interesting for the moment. He set them on the ground and they scurried towards soldiers, a tiny ticking sound coming off of each of them.
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