Blaze is up on her feet, never mind that the entire lower half of her armor is battered and black and the rest scuffed to hell. The mark at her hip still seems pretty intact, fluttering bright beneath smears of dirt. If anyone wondered who set off the mines, let them wonder no more. Her steps are swift, and it looks as if she’s about to charge the gathering enemy single-handed – only for Ghost’s urgent word, Natalie flying down nearby. She sweeps a look around and catches sight of the others in view, lifts a hand to them and glances at Natalie.
“Weak to? Same things as anyone else. Come with me and take the beacon, then get straight to the others. Stay low and keep moving. I’ll be right behind you and we’ll swing around for the Plaza.” So saying, she turns and breaks into a run, straight for the end of the park where she threw the beacon. More of the mid-size Fallen – Blaze recognizes them as vandals – are climbing onto the roofs. They’re quick to fire on the pair running their way, while others run among the chimneys, looking for her companions to fire down on them. Although lucky for Volcarona, the snipers seem more focused on the Guardian below....
Thanks to Ghost, her voice is clear on the radio – and she has no breath to be out of, even as she reaches the far snow drift and plows into it up to her shoulders. ”Alpha, hold your position! Still plenty of mines here! We’re coming to you, Natalie’s taking the beacon. We’ll form up and cut a path home!” She pulls the folded beacon from the melting snow and passes it up to the Pokemon trainer, gestures to go. The smaller ones are leaning out from cover to take potshots at Volcarona with their pistols, rounds thunking into Blaze's armor as she splashes free of the drift. Alpha has their own problems: a trio of the little ones have dumped down into the street behind them and are skittering into cover. Something like a metal pipe comes tumbling through the air towards them, sparking wildly where it lands for a couple of seconds before exploding.
”Watch yourselves over there! I'm on my way!” Blaze pauses and adds, ”And stand back.” It’s the last thing she says before she comes bolting their way over the minefield. Which means, alas, another explosion, and another moment flat on her face before Ghost appears to rez her. At least it makes the Fallen stop in confusion for a few moments… but soon enough she’ll be rolling to her feet again, drawing her rifle as she climbs out of the hole she dug herself.
”…really necessary?” Ghost is muttering as she sprints up to join the others. Blaze doesn't feel that needs an answer.
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“Weak to? Same things as anyone else. Come with me and take the beacon, then get straight to the others. Stay low and keep moving. I’ll be right behind you and we’ll swing around for the Plaza.” So saying, she turns and breaks into a run, straight for the end of the park where she threw the beacon. More of the mid-size Fallen – Blaze recognizes them as vandals – are climbing onto the roofs. They’re quick to fire on the pair running their way, while others run among the chimneys, looking for her companions to fire down on them. Although lucky for Volcarona, the snipers seem more focused on the Guardian below....
Thanks to Ghost, her voice is clear on the radio – and she has no breath to be out of, even as she reaches the far snow drift and plows into it up to her shoulders. ”Alpha, hold your position! Still plenty of mines here! We’re coming to you, Natalie’s taking the beacon. We’ll form up and cut a path home!” She pulls the folded beacon from the melting snow and passes it up to the Pokemon trainer, gestures to go. The smaller ones are leaning out from cover to take potshots at Volcarona with their pistols, rounds thunking into Blaze's armor as she splashes free of the drift. Alpha has their own problems: a trio of the little ones have dumped down into the street behind them and are skittering into cover. Something like a metal pipe comes tumbling through the air towards them, sparking wildly where it lands for a couple of seconds before exploding.
”Watch yourselves over there! I'm on my way!” Blaze pauses and adds, ”And stand back.” It’s the last thing she says before she comes bolting their way over the minefield. Which means, alas, another explosion, and another moment flat on her face before Ghost appears to rez her. At least it makes the Fallen stop in confusion for a few moments… but soon enough she’ll be rolling to her feet again, drawing her rifle as she climbs out of the hole she dug herself.
”…really necessary?”Ghost is muttering as she sprints up to join the others. Blaze doesn't feel that needs an answer.