(Recommended listening -
https://youtu.be/qKxDzyHPo0o - I would have used the flsh embed code, but for some reason it WILL NOT WORK FOR ME. So shit.)
The lights in the floor flickered and died as the blood from almost a hundred corpses ran slick as oil across the floor, seeping between the gaps where decadence and frivolity once held their sway.
Kialya hefted her own pistol in one hand and Farguth's pistol in the other she leant over the edge of what used to be the bar and pulled the trigger indiscriminately with her off hand, firing to suppress rather than too kill. She didn't care how many shots hit their mark with that hand so long as the battery cell didn't run out before she could find a way out of this maidens-damned mess.
The other pistol was charging it's power - a slow build capacitor usually available to assyrian laser weapons had been built into an older scythian design - a mix of technology forced together with almost brute force rather than elegant design.
More laser fire dances between figures and corpses, screaming and burnt air assailed the sense and Kialya winced as another laser bolt came dangerously close to ending the relationship between her head and her torso.
Agonising moments later though, the pistol finally began to whine with a high pitch tone and it was ready to fire - she hefted the second pistol up and aimed directly at the cover hiding the closest trooper and opened fire - the kickback from the pistol catching her by surprise as Scythian weapons had utterly eliminated kickback centuries ago. A reassuring quickness however followed as the bolt cleft across the room and hit the table the soldier was hiding behind and obliterated it completely, along with the soldier himself, and half of the guy hunkered down next to him.
The only thing that remained of what was once two living, breathing men - was minced meat and smoke.
The rest of the group stopped for a moment, enough time for Kialya to dive from the wreckage of the bar to another point behind a half-wall that linked to the store room, a small white-lit room barely large enough for a person to turn around on the spot with shelves of assorted bottles and drinks - in the center of the floor there was a small trap-door meant for a person sized elevator to the lower store room.
Kialya fumbled in a panic to try and find its controls - and eventually found a small holographic panel that refused to obey her commands. She cursed inwardly as she realised it would not open - the entire floor had been security sealed. No way in, and no way out.
A moment of dread filled Kialya's thoughts as she heard the convergence of footsteps around the bar - she had run out of time.
Two laser pistols raised together, fingers ready to take lives - she braced herself for what may be the final moment's of her life.
Which was when the most maidens-almighty
BA-CROOOOOM!! filled the air, and the nightclub air that was flowing out the windows suddenly revered direction, filling the place with dust and smoke.
Kialya ducked her head out for just a moment to see two of the troopers -shit- themselves for lack of a better term as they where suddenly picked off by weapons fire far larger than anything any of the combatants had at their disposal thus far, her eye then scanned across the windows to watch one of the black carnivore dropships fall out of the sky alongside the building and a spectre of a ship move across the clouds, growing larger in size as it did so.
She lanced out of her cover and opened fire with her twin pistols on another trooper - distracted by the sight of his cavalry getting blown out of the sky and his comrades being atomised by a ship he couldn't see through the clouds he fell to the floor in disbelief with five smoking holes in his back.
The moment of terror only lasted for a moment and the remainder of the troopers turned their attention back to Kialya -
if all else failed, she was not to leave the arcology tower alive.All other priorities where considered
expendable assets.
Including themselves.At that moment the fighting became even more ferocious as Kialya attempted to open fire but was forced to duck and cover as the gloves where now truly off - no less than six of the troopers behind cover where firing on her position on full auto, while another two continued to pace towards her - guns blazing. The edges of the metallic table starting to glow red hot with heat as they started to melt under the barrage.
Another
BA-CROOOOOM!! raked it's way through the nightclub from outside and the second Carnivore Dropship fell from the sky - it had been hit across the middle of it's hull and it simply snapped in half from the strain before violently exploding across the buildings side. Shrapnel and fire burst into the room from the side as the spectre ship finally appeared.
Behind the troopers - the silhouette of the Mercury Summer splashed across the room from the slowly rising sun - it's main cannons set to their lowest setting as they fired on the enemy troopers, it's cargo bay open - and there in his full glory was Quaram - in SIBAS armor, faceplate open with a shit-eating grin on his face and a pre-charged PAVL in his hands.
"WELCOME TO THE FRAKKING PARTY BE-OTCHES!" He yelled in glee as for the second time in a day he had gotten to do his favorite thing in the world - stomping around in power armor with a big fucking gun and a target rich environment. The moment he pulled the trigger the three barrels rolled into life and began laying down anti-tank laser fire on soft infantry targets.
The results where not too unlike taking a dozen men and throwing them into a man-sized blender. Chunks, sludge and putrefied remains flew in every direction as Quaram simply continued to laugh like a man possessed by some kind of spirit, a dispossessed god of death.
Within a minute the battle was -over- and Kialya finally came out of her cover, she looked left and then right and decided it was probably best not to ask. Considering the circumstance it was probably best not to say anything at all. She walked over to the open windows edge of the building and the Mercury Summer pulled close enough for he to simply jump into the open cargo bay doors. She looked up to Quaram after landing on her hands and knees and simply looked him up and down before walking towards the inner corridor of the ship.
At the door she stopped and turned for just a moment "You know Quaram, you enjoy that shit -far- too much"
"Yes Ma'am" He said with the shit eating grin still plastered across his face as he hit the door controls for the cargo bay and the metal slab of an entrance slowly closed behind him.