Splicers - I Am Legion - IC Thread

[celestialbody]

Archos says, “We’re on sub level two, on the left of the main elevator. There is a support beam on his back that is just too heavy for me to lift. Hopefully the Splicer inside isn’t too badly hurt. I don’t know if I’m seeing occasional movement of the hands or if I’m just seeing the swarm bugs moving on the hand. Oh, by the way, be careful of the grenades I placed at the bottom of the door.”

Axel lets out a curse word, adding, “Tell us that kind of info first, if you please! I don’t want to get fried by whatever surprises you left behind!”

Archos sounds apologetic. “Sorry. I’m not used to working with anyone besides Alpha and Beta. I never have to tell them about booby traps because they just fly over them.”

As everyone drops down to the garage level, it is about halfway full of ground cars parked in neat rows, just waiting for their Nex-Android drivers to come back for them. Archos is off to the side, kneeling down next to a pile of rubble that is pinning down a figure in Splicer Swarm Lord armor. There is a large support beam across the waist of the armor that is keeping the pilot from getting up. The Deliveryman says, “I don’t have anything to cut the beam off without hurting the pilot, and I can’t lift it on by own.”

Bellamy blinked repeatedly, trying to clear the fog from his mind as he slowly regained consciousness. The sharp sting of pain in his chest and ribs reminded him of the moment the massive chunk of concrete roof had come crashing down on top of him. For a few seconds, he had been disoriented—half conscious, trapped under the rubble—but now, his thoughts were slowly piecing themselves together.
He exhaled shakily, feeling the weight of the debris above him. At least he could still move his arms, though the pressure of the beam pinning him down was undeniable. He was stuck. It was a small blessing that his hive had continued their onslaught, tearing apart the machine that had followed him down here, even while indisposed. But even they couldn’t hold back everything. If any more of those machines sniffed around, they'd be vulnerable.
He heard a voice and turned his head, recognizing the man as another Splicer. The sight of the man brought a slight sense of relief. Someone had found him. Bellamy lifted his head slightly, his vision still a little blurry, but clear enough to catch the silhouette of the figure making contact with what he assumed was the rest of the team. The tension in his body eased, if only slightly. Help was on the way.
With a strained groan, Bellamy forced his words out, trying to reassure the Splicer and calm his own rattled nerves. “I’m not too badly hurt, just stuck,” he managed to rasp through a series of painful coughs. Each breath he took felt strained, the weight of the debris pressing down on him, but it was nothing he couldn’t endure—nothing a little patience wouldn’t fix. He just needed to hold on a little longer.

 

[Psychie]

Toni heads over to the pinned man and looks over the scene, trying to see just how to get the man free safely. She looks down at the man and says, “I’m Sergeant Toni Cruise of Cerberus Squad. We’ll get you out of there, no worries. We just have to move quick, because a whole lot of hurt is coming our way. Everyone, let’s see if we can just lift this beam enough to get him out. Archos, grab the hands and get ready to pull him out once we lift the rubble up enough. We may need a lever, but we’ll see.”

She plants herself under the edge of the beam and braces herself, ready to lift. Once everyone has a spot picked out and is in position, she says, “On three! One. Two. Three! Lift!”

 

[Eonivar]

Jin, out of habit, had landed and moved to the side of the elevator to look over the area, waiting for the others to come. After making sure it was clear and everyone else had come down behind her, she rushes over to the rubble with the fallen Host Suit, taking a position to help lift, and lifting at Toni's command. Her armor seemed to appear and blur into reality as her stealth field disengaged. She then kneels down next to the fallen Host Suit and proceeds to look over them, checking to see if they were functional or not. The olive colored host armor of the Roughneck gazed down with its mouthless helm with large eyes and large ear vents.

Her clear and even alto voice spoke through the bio-comms. "I am Sergent Jin Li of Cerebus Squad, I am a Doctor, are you hurt are or in pain?"