TERRACE Draft - Remaining Days

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: All hell breaks loose
When: From the 27th to the 1st.
Where: TERRACE!
Summary: Information post here
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post covers the second to sixth day! Be sure to check the info post on the timeline to know what's up. At 2AM on the 27th, the attack will break out while most people are sleeping. Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Some random NPC quotes about the island itself.

Be sure to tag this post appropriately: [canon] character name

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don't worry about it~

[aerialassault]

Right. Play nice.

[Cliff laughed at the joke that was obviously all his own as he punted the cultist that he had previously knocked down. They was thrown backward into their companions, slowing them down, and Cliff used it as an opportunity to lash out at another with a heavy blow.]

[hero_of_smiles]

Is that supposed to be a joke? Really?!

[Now of all times was not a time to joke. He pulls out his taser, soon shocking one of the cultist's in the wing and then sweeping the cultist's legs out from under him.]

[aerialassault]

Yep.

[Now was the perfect time to joke around in Cliff's mind. It kept people from getting too tense-- and being relaxed was the best way to roll with the punches. Cliff planted a sidekick at the same Cultist that Cross unbalanced, catching them mid fall and throwing them out of the immediate melee.]

Watch your back. There's more incoming.

[hero_of_smiles]

[To Cross it was the exact opposite. Any distraction could get them killed. He needed to stay on his toes.

When Cliff sends the Cultist flying, Cross turns to the cultists coming from behind. There a lot. But, he's got something to give them the edge.]

Shut your eyes, Cliff.

[Pulling out a flash grenade from his belt, he hits the trigger and throws it towards the cultists. The grenade explodes out with a blinding light leaving the cultists yelling incoherently as they are blinded by the flash.]

[aerialassault]

Right!

[He only had a second to turn and shut his eyes, but that was all the time he needed. The flashbang was a brilliant idea, and Cliff had already been kicking himself for not making a few bombs himself. He didn't even have a true workshop yet, but that was a project for another time.

Cliff glanced back at the mob as soon as the light faded.]

Hey, Cross. [He jerked a thumb over his shoulder.] Let's get outta here.

[hero_of_smiles]

[It looked like the hostages were cleared out, but looking back to the enemy. Could they really let these guys just wander?]

What about them? They'll round up more people if we leave!

[aerialassault]

[A look.]

You wanna take on that many? Be my guest. I dunno 'bout you, but I've learned to pick my battles.

[hero_of_smiles]

[He looks back between Cliff and then the cultists. What should he do? About now it looked like their hostages were gone, but it wouldn't stop them from getting more later.

But, Cliff had a point. There were too many and he's not sure he could do this even with a partner. For once he's given a scenario he's not sure there's any compromise to. And the indecision just makes him freeze.]

[aerialassault]

[Cliff groaned at Cross's indecision. He had a hunch that something like this would happen. The kid was simply too inexperienced, too optimistic, and too naive to be an effective soldier. Cross had good spirit, but spirit wouldn't take you far in war.

He gave no time to debate-- he grabbed Cross's wrist.]

C'mon, keep with it. Let's go!

[hero_of_smiles]

[Cross is broken from his indecision when his wrist is grabbed by Cliff.]

H-huh, wait what!?

[He didn't realize his decision was being made for him now.]

[aerialassault]

We're gettin' you outta here!

[He had the chance to. It wasn't one that he was going to miss.]

[hero_of_smiles]

[Cross would try to pull away, but the man's got more strength than this kid so he is being pulled like a rag doll here.]

[aerialassault]

[You bet he did. Cliff didn't let go of Cross as he guided them into an alley.]

Keep your head together. This ain't the time.