Ohio spins, bringing up the pistol in his own hand. On the bright side, the other agent seems to have stopped. A fatal mistake. It's only a flash of memory that keeps Ohio from pulling the trigger. He knows that armor. He can't shoot this guy yet.
...That and the area is swarming with aliens who'd be all over a gun shot.
Double shit, really.
Don't think about that. Figure out what the fuck this is first.
"OK?"
He considers his own appearance, streaked with dark mud but still grey and red. Still running the same suit from the old days, even if the triplicate emblem is long gone. If this is Oklahoma, of course he could be recognized.
What is Oklahoma doing here? You know, besides the obvious fucking up of Ohio's best laid plans.
Ohio is never going to escape from Project Freelancer's long, ugly shadow, it seems.
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Shit.
Ohio spins, bringing up the pistol in his own hand. On the bright side, the other agent seems to have stopped. A fatal mistake. It's only a flash of memory that keeps Ohio from pulling the trigger. He knows that armor. He can't shoot this guy yet.
...That and the area is swarming with aliens who'd be all over a gun shot.
Double shit, really.
Don't think about that. Figure out what the fuck this is first.
"OK?"
He considers his own appearance, streaked with dark mud but still grey and red. Still running the same suit from the old days, even if the triplicate emblem is long gone. If this is Oklahoma, of course he could be recognized.
What is Oklahoma doing here? You know, besides the obvious fucking up of Ohio's best laid plans.
Ohio is never going to escape from Project Freelancer's long, ugly shadow, it seems.