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A.OK ([personal profile] broklahoma) wrote in [community profile] yorkies2016-06-02 01:23 am

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highinthemiddle: (a sudden change)

[personal profile] highinthemiddle 2016-07-26 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
There's the clatter of two rifles and a magnum pointing at Oklahoma.

"He's not," says Ohio. "Why the fuck are you still here?"

He assumed OK had run, which was what he would've done. ...Probably.

Ohio's still not especially keen on having to be the one that kills him, and that accounts for part of the frustration in his voice. He'd set himself up to avoid this uncomfortable eventuality, and here it is right back in his face again.

See if he ever does anything nice for anyone ever again.

"Who the hell is this?" Saunders wants to know. Ohio ignores him.
highinthemiddle: (have you got some eyes on you)

[personal profile] highinthemiddle 2016-07-26 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're not getting out of here if you keep fucking with my team," Ohio snarls. "I didn't want to kill you, but if you don't fuck off right now-"

"Nobody told me it was a bomb!" Oh my god why is this happening in Saunders's life? He's bleeding and pissed and now there's a bomb. At least he's pretty sure. Saunders is, all things considered, not an important person here and it makes sense to him that Command wouldn't give him a vital detail like this.

"It's not a bomb!"

"How do you know?!"

Ohio is definitely the only point of competence in this team. He kind of wondered at outset if this was a deliberate attempt to kill him, but it's only now in this moment right here that he's starting to feel seriously about that.

"We got contacts!" Lane warns. His motion tracker has a somewhat better range than the other two. Ohio could just about strangle everyone in this hallway, himself included, and be done with it.
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[personal profile] highinthemiddle 2016-07-26 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"We are getting the fuck out of here. So move." And Ohio is leading the... it's not a charge so much as it is a deliberate advance. They're getting up to that Spirit. Ideally, the whole team is. So help him.

"Wait, bomb?" says Lane, finally noticing something besides the ominous red tracker dots.

"I'm carrying a bomb!" Saunders snaps. "Fucking listen, Lane!"

"It's not a bomb, it's a core!" There may be aliens hot on their heels right now but Lane has to get the facts straight. It's important.

"An exploding core!"

"No, an AI core!"

"Bullshit!"

"Both of you shut up and get up here. We can deal with all the particulars of the thing that isn't a bomb when we're fucking gone!"

Ohio will drag them if he has to, but to his great relief that seems to be enough to get them moving again.
Edited (I lost a punctuation) 2016-07-26 17:12 (UTC)
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[personal profile] highinthemiddle 2016-08-03 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
There are a lot of old switches in Ohio's neural interface that don't have a purpose, these days. Controls for the accelerating equipment that was removed years ago. Macros Pi set up for calculations he no longer needs to run. Bits and broken pieces of things were left in her wake, and they would take more work to fix than anyone has thought worth putting into him.

But one of these useless things is fast access to Freelancer team comms, and all it takes is a thought to throw open the old channel. Because fuck you, Oklahoma, he's a shitty leader but he's not so shitty a leader that he'll say this to them. He snaps at him one to one.

"I sure as fuck didn't pick them."
highinthemiddle: (and let you in - gave you the key)

[personal profile] highinthemiddle 2016-08-03 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
It's not soft alright if he upsets them too much it will negatively impact their performance, okay. And it's already bad enough without his help.

"I think my bosses are just trying to kill me off at this point."

Ohio is pretty casual in saying that. Surprisingly so given the circumstances, the resignation in his tone, and the fact he's serious about it.

Needler shards bounce off shields and dig into the floor at their heels when a pair of jackals round the corner behind them. Ohio chucks a frag grenade back there them to keep the jackals busy and yells on the open channel again. "Lane, nav!"

"Spirit's gonna be in the center, it's guarded!"

Because of course it is. They hit the top level and keep on trucking.

"Is this guy with us now or something?!" Saunders wants to know, because there's still been no introduction and holy shit has he been shot at a lot today. He's also fucking tired and fucking bleeding, and it hasn't done wonders for his patience.

Ohio doesn't have it in him to negotiate the whole "I kind of almost used to know this person a little bit" deal right now, and settles for, "As long as we're shooting the same direction!"
Edited (i know how to words) 2016-08-03 03:03 (UTC)