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#SpikyForest – March 18, 2015
Vasquez ponders this for a moment and then nods at Victoria. "You'll be under Mendez' command when you get there. Help them if there's anything that still needs clearing back there, and then take Jasper's truck here, all of you." She looks at Sioria. "No, I'll need that. But be sure to load up before you head out - thermal clips, concussive grenades and medigel." She gestures at the crates on the floor of the APC. (Vasquez)
Sioria moves over to the crates and stocks up, taking two grenades and a few medigels. "It'll be good excersise." she says. "Y'know, pulling your legs from the mud? Toootally fun."
Sioria heads out the back of the apc and raises her rifle. "Stick to the banks and out of sight. How's that sound?"
Victoria sighs ''If that is what we gotta do.'' She heads to the back of the apc with her avenger in hand
Sioria gives Vasquez a half salute. "See you later, boss. We'll try stay in contact, but... y'know."
"Just don't get smited." she says, bumping Vicky's shoulder before starting off. "Back before you know it, boss!" she calls back, then looks down her sights as she jogs off.
The first thing they're faced with is getting up the muddy slope that the APC slid down earlier. (Vasquez)
Victoria follows Sioria wanting to keep in front, since turian have more combat experience then most.
Sioria only makes it a short distance before the mud collapses, soem of it sliding down at the two. The pouring rain does little to help. (Vasquez)
Sioria grunts. "Blech... right. This is shitty." she says, digging in again. "Didn't bring an entrenching tool, did ya?"
Sioria's attempt at getting a grip fails. The slope seems highly problematic. Off to the sides, further from the road, it seems more stable, as trees have dug their roots into the dirt. (Vasquez)
Sioria looks at Vicky. "That's what I'm trying to do." she says, then points at the trees. "We'll have better luck over there." She jogs over and tries to clumb up here.
The turian successfully makes her way up the slope, although the spikes of the trees scratch and scrape against her armor. Once up she is faced with the forest. The gray trees look almost metallic when covered in water from the rain. (Vasquez)
''Mother fucker. Of course this fucking tear wants to scratch my face.'' She said with a growl. She was too busy climbing to see if there was blood.
Sioria looks back and frowns a little. "Lets hope these trees aren't poisonous." she comments. "Might want to put on a helmet."
The trees scrape against their armor from time to time, but for the most part they are able to proceed through the forest. Under the trees they are shielded from some of the rainfall, but most still makes it through due to the lack of foliage. (Vasquez)
"Can't agree with you more." Sioria says as she navigates her way between the trees, trying to make openings. The joys of having full armour!
There is no biotic activity. Through her scope Sioria may see a human man walking down the road towards where the two came from. He is wearing a brown hardsuit and his feet keep getting stuck in the mud. (Vasquez)
"Single target... male. Hardsuit. Low mobility." she watches him. "Can't... make out affiliation. Can't tell if its one of ours, doubtful though."
The man seems a bit frustrated by the mud, kicking it and then continuing to walk down the road. (Vasquez)
"He's not faring well in the mud. We wait for him to get past, then jump out from behind. He'll have a tough time turning around." she then takes out a concussion grenade. "Or use one of these. Up to you."
''Get behind a tree.'' She told the turian, she then positioned herself like she twisted her ankle as best she could. She waited until Sioria was ready before she said to yell ''Help!!! Help me!!''
Sioria jogs over a few meters and hunkers down behind a tree, in the foliage of the area around them, rifle trained and ready.
Victoria threw her avenger to her side and activates her shields before he got any closer ''Someone, help... I'm lost and need some help.''
One of the tree's spikes ends up jabbed sharply into Sioria's side as she tries to take cover behind it. (Vasquez)
The human still doesn't have view of either of them. He crosses the ditch at the roadside and moves up the slight incline with a grunt and then sweeps across the trees with his pistol. Victoria would feel a hand suddenly grab a hold of her hair from behind and pull hard, another hand, with sharp metallic fingers, dig into her forearm. The creature behind her - a husk, lets out a metallic groan. (Vasquez)
Victoria give a loud ow noise and then turns to see what is holding her. Her eyes go wide as she sees it and she begins to panic. ''Get this thing off of me, HELP!!!'' Her voice becoming more panic, she took up the flight action instead of fight.
Sioria blinks as she spots a husk, then growls. "Shiet." she grunts, then hucks a concussion grenade. "Headsup!" she says over the com, giving her a little time. She ducks back and waits for it to go off before popping out again and shooting for the husk's center of mass.