There's one good thing about wearing bright aqua armor in the middle of a firefight between black clad mercenaries and the white and tan forces of Chorus. It makes her a target, an attractive one for anyone looking to carve out a place in the hierarchy. It also gave the outmanned and outgunned Chorusian soldiers a chance to retreat with a minimum of casualties. The reds and blues were coming soon to help cover a retreat. Epsilon was feeding her a constant stream of data to keep her ahead of the pirates trying their best to kill her.
Hey C, next time you decide to drop yourself in the middle of a fucking brawl can I not be dragged along for the ride- Asshole on your six, drop in three seconds.
"Will you stop complaining if I let you pick what we watch next movie night?"
That offer might be more enticing if there weren't four movies to choose from on base.
She went for incapacitating wounds, just enough effort put in to wound the pirates. Better to make them a strain on Charon's resources than to put more blood on her hands. There's enough of that already. The two of them have been so focused on the guys around them that the first shots of the rifle catch her in the shoulder, carving a furrow through the aqua armor. The pirates all start to back off, orders flowing in from on high to give Foxtrot some space to deal with the freelancer. They weren't retreating but they knew getting in the middle of a fight like this wouldn't end well.
Who the hell is this asshole? Epsilon asks, appearing over her shoulder in a burst of blue pixels.
"I don't know, but they're mine." She pulls out a pistol, laying down some covering fire as she feels Epsilon warming up her speed boost.
She's never really been an angry person. Annoyed, yeah -- Wyoming did occasionally make her want to punch him, like, really badly -- but anger? That had always been more Carolina's deal. And South's. And Maine's. And -- okay, so there were a lot of angry Freelancers, but York was never really one of them. Then again, she's not really York anymore.
And seeing Epsilon flicker into sight at Carolina's shoulder, just the way Delta used to with her, that's an angry thing. She fires off another shot, this one aimed at Carolina's knee, before she shifts stance. Carolina's fighting style hasn't changed all that much, and after all those hours in the training room, she knows how Carolina moves. Turning always seemed to be the speed boost's weakness, and if she can just sidestep Carolina and shoot her in the back, that'd be a good start.
It's not that Carolina is careless, she's the type of fighter who tries to plan for a hundred scenarios, but after so many charon mercs who were no better than a UNSC soldier fresh out of basic it takes her by surprise to be up against someone who's actually good at what they do. Felix and Locus are one thing but this one is an unknown quantity. She throws herself across the battlefield, the speed boost pushing her even further until-
The bullet hits the knee joint in her armor and sends off a spray of sparks as circuitry struggles to keep up with the power being pushed through it. It had already taken some damage in another fight a few days prior and there hadn't been enough time to properly repair it before the alert went out for this.
Shit, careful! I don't think a head on fight is going to work here!
It's too late for that, though. At the last moment when the newcomer dodges out of the way of Carolina's charge the sudden attempt to break and turn ends with the unmistakable sound of circuitry and armor tearing. Carolina skids across the ground, breathing through the pain while Epsilon scrambles to queue up the healing unit.
Well, how convenient is that. Carolina does her one better by going down all on her own — a little farther out of range than Fox was banking on, but she's actually got a chance at getting the upper hand here. Carolina might have outranked her on the leaderboard, but hand-to-hand combat is the one arena where Fox is sure she stands a chance against her.
She doesn't miss a beat; she holsters her rifle and moes at a dead run to close the distance between herself and Carolina. Once she's in striking distance, she launches herself off the ground, arm pulled back to deliver a merciless punch to the side of Carolina's helmet with her entire body weight.
All she needs to do to knock Carolina off her guard is to make her feel a little too challenged. Fox is pretty sure she's up for the job.
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Hey C, next time you decide to drop yourself in the middle of a fucking brawl can I not be dragged along for the ride- Asshole on your six, drop in three seconds.
"Will you stop complaining if I let you pick what we watch next movie night?"
That offer might be more enticing if there weren't four movies to choose from on base.
She went for incapacitating wounds, just enough effort put in to wound the pirates. Better to make them a strain on Charon's resources than to put more blood on her hands. There's enough of that already. The two of them have been so focused on the guys around them that the first shots of the rifle catch her in the shoulder, carving a furrow through the aqua armor. The pirates all start to back off, orders flowing in from on high to give Foxtrot some space to deal with the freelancer. They weren't retreating but they knew getting in the middle of a fight like this wouldn't end well.
Who the hell is this asshole? Epsilon asks, appearing over her shoulder in a burst of blue pixels.
"I don't know, but they're mine." She pulls out a pistol, laying down some covering fire as she feels Epsilon warming up her speed boost.
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And seeing Epsilon flicker into sight at Carolina's shoulder, just the way Delta used to with her, that's an angry thing. She fires off another shot, this one aimed at Carolina's knee, before she shifts stance. Carolina's fighting style hasn't changed all that much, and after all those hours in the training room, she knows how Carolina moves. Turning always seemed to be the speed boost's weakness, and if she can just sidestep Carolina and shoot her in the back, that'd be a good start.
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The bullet hits the knee joint in her armor and sends off a spray of sparks as circuitry struggles to keep up with the power being pushed through it. It had already taken some damage in another fight a few days prior and there hadn't been enough time to properly repair it before the alert went out for this.
Shit, careful! I don't think a head on fight is going to work here!
It's too late for that, though. At the last moment when the newcomer dodges out of the way of Carolina's charge the sudden attempt to break and turn ends with the unmistakable sound of circuitry and armor tearing. Carolina skids across the ground, breathing through the pain while Epsilon scrambles to queue up the healing unit.
Who the fuck is this guy?!
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She doesn't miss a beat; she holsters her rifle and moes at a dead run to close the distance between herself and Carolina. Once she's in striking distance, she launches herself off the ground, arm pulled back to deliver a merciless punch to the side of Carolina's helmet with her entire body weight.
All she needs to do to knock Carolina off her guard is to make her feel a little too challenged. Fox is pretty sure she's up for the job.