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Looking to the right, the hallway goes quite a ways down. There are several doors along the way, but also an open space at the far end that looks like it might be a stairwell.
Unfortunately, it's immediately clear that these hallways aren't going to provide any cover whatsoever.
Unfortunately, it's immediately clear that these hallways aren't going to provide any cover whatsoever.
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He raises Zed on the comm. "Boss man! We just found flying things with metal tentacles. Shoot to kill?"
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"There's oil on them," she points out over the roar.
"Whatever they used to be, they're no friend of ours now!"
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"Maxwell! What the--? Metal tentacles? Flying around?"
"It's Hailley! Shoot to kill? Shoot to blast that son-of-a-bitch into a million pieces and then you stomp those pieces to bits!!!"
"That clear enough for ya!?"
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But surely shoot to vaporise their stinkin' metal tentacles is close enough?
At any rate, that's what she's doing, until she realises Goldy and her dangerously wide arc of flame is doing a better job of that.
Okay. Better plan. Taser-rangs. If she can get electric charges into their metal sections from here, it'll give Duo a chance to sneak past, right?
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The third Hailley dives for Duo, trying to wrap two of its tentacles around him while the rest try to smack him around.
Which leaves two Hailleys making a pass at Shulkie--they aren't even trying to lift her, but they're doing their best to pummel her into the ground.
Good luck with that.
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With another maniacal cackle, the offending clone releases the Fable seconds before impact and veers away. Goldy continues unwittingly on her flightpath and collides heavily with the perspex-like surface.
She barely has time to grunt before she starts to fall away from the elevated office. There's another crump! as she hits the floor below, followed by a muffled groan as she collects herself.
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The bastard hurt Goldy. It's going down.
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But it can pull an Immelmann Turn to hurl whoever-it-is right off again.
And that's just what it does.
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"You're overdue for cosmetic surgery."
In a flash her Beretta is drawn from the holster at the small of her back, and one instinctively aimed shot later, there's a laughing clone-bot sporting an attractive 9mm bullet hole in its forehead.
It may not be an effective way to neutralize the foe, but it sure makes Goldy feel better.
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Steph, who's managed to turn her fall into a dive and land on one of the Hailleys attacking Shulkie, turns her face away from the heat and gives Goldie a rather impressed sort of thumbs up.
The clone makes a metallic squawk, but she shuts that up with a solid uppercut, and jumps free before it tumbles.
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Turning the fall into a roll, he takes cover behind an overturned desk and hits the switch concealed in his hand.
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Dammit. And here she was trying to avoid anything remotely reminiscent of Japanese porn. They remind her of mini Doc Ocks on a manic methedrine binge after rolling in crude, and as two of them swoop onto her, she throws her arms up defensively to block, trying to fend off the blows while she gauges their strength.
They're irritating, and the blows sting, but nothing lethal, yet. However, they're fast, and they're gooped up with malevolent petroleum, and they're IRRITATING. She has time to see Steph and Duo airborne, and then she's totally focused on the weirdness dive bombing her.
"That's it. Enough!"
Jen jumps, lunging for the nearest with both gloved hands, meeting it in the air, and grabs hold of two of the metal tentacles, jerking it with a spin to the right, then back to the left, then slamming it into the ground as she lands with a CHOOOOOOOM. There's an impact crater when it lands.
Because a jumping Shulkie can produce a shockwave when she lands, she prays that the floor is somewhat shock absorbent while grabs her titanium stair rail, and hits it as hard as she can, once, twice, three times, KRANG KRANG KRANG.
Just to be sure, she picks up the now still tentacles, winds up, whirls the clone over her head, and throws it as hard as she can across the main gallery.
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She starts to incinerate the thing without remorse.
To her surprise, the human half rapidly degenerates into a heap of black ash. This 'flamethrower' is apparently a bit more effective than traditional military models. She pats it happily and trots over to rejoin her team.
"Nice work people," she says, much happier now. "Mustn't forget to clean up after ourselves, though. Unconscious or dead hosts don't necessarily neutralize the primary foe."
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He kicks a metal tentacle out of his way as he heads towards the others.
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"I'm with the kid. If there's a way we can tease the Exxon out of any good guys that are left, that's better. If not, incapacitate and run like hell until we think of a better way."
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"Zed said that there hasn't been a known instance of the Oil leaving a host without causing the host's death," she contends. "So... technically we would probably be doing the 'good guys' a favor if we took care of them too."
She shrugs.
"But we can try and save them I suppose. Maybe we'll get lucky."
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They are ... right?
"But I think we should focus on getting Duo to the giant robot first."