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#Catacombs – March 18, 2015
Jattic takes a few steps down the hall towards the south, flashing his light around. "Probably nothing?" he grunts, "Now is not the time to take chances with our lives, human!"
Jattic seems to consider following her, but glances back towards the room Philip and Halisi are in and stops. "Hurry. Don't be stupid. If you see something, return to me." he growls.
Fatsani moves down the corridor, sweeping the light of her shotgun around into the lab door on the left, looking around for a few moments. (Vasquez)
Fatsani moves on to the doorway on the right, where the artifact was found, shining her light down it and standing there for some time, staring in. (Vasquez)
Fatsani lingers in the doorway for a while before looking at Jattic. "Hm? No. No, I'm fine." She turns around and moves further down the corridor, aiming in through the lab windows now. (Vasquez)
Didn't I hear what? If I heard something, don't you think I would have said something? Stop speaking in riddles and be out with it.
Jattic raises his Firestorm, not entirely sure what he's even looking for at this point, although panic is beginning to seep in.
Fatsani seems to be tracking something along the ceiling, and soon swings around to aim in the other direction, but whatever it is she sees it is not visible to Jattic. (Vasquez)
Jattic seems to be panicing even more that he can't see whatever it is Fatsani sees. "What is it!?" he calls out, "I don't see it!"
Jattic follows her movements with his Firestorm. After a moment, he slowly lowers his weapon. "Human...." he begins, "....Fatsani. There's nothing there. You must keep it together."
Fatsani fires off an incendiary slug down the hall at nothing but shadows. She then spins around and aims her Crusader at Jattic. (Vasquez)
Jattic 's shields are utterly destroyed by the shot, but it manages to protect him. "Halisi! Close the door!" he orders loudly as he raises his Firestorm and begins to expel what little juice it has left, just enough for a few more seconds of burn.
Halisi appears to have been so focused on treating Philip that she didn't even realize what was going on, she shuts the door at Jattic's yell, sealing her and her patient inside. (Vasquez)
Fatsani 's armor is set ablaze with fire, but she jumps the batarian, knocking him to the ground and trying to press her shotgun against his throat to choke him. (Vasquez)
Jattic releases his grip on the Firestorm and grabs at the woman's shotgun, trying to keep it away from his windpipe. "Fatsani!" he growls, "Snap out of it!" He does his best to resist the assault, but due to the leverage her positioning grants her, he's quickly losing the struggle.
Fatsani , still on fire, keeps pressing the weapon down against Jattic's throat while yelling out about being surrounded by hostiles. (Vasquez)
Jattic rolls onto his side, letting out a violent cough. Once he realizes what happened, he quickly climbs to his feet and hurries to assist Halisi in restraining the woman. "Fatsani! It's us! There's no hostiles!" he growls.
Halisi is struck in the face by a gauntleted punch from Falisi, sending her off the woman. Her hair is singed by the fire. (Vasquez)
Fatsani is simply spasming on the ground now - her armor is still flaming, and she is no doubt starting to cook within. (Vasquez)
Jattic stares down at Fatsani, not entirely sure of what to do. He begins patting at her armor, doing his best to try and put her out. "Roll! Do something!" he commands.
Halisi , who is sitting on the floor after being punched, has a hand covering her nose. She looks over at Fatsani with a horrified expression. (Vasquez)
Jattic lets out a frustrated roar. He reaches out and grabs Halisi by the arm, jerking her closer to the burned woman. "Fix her!" he growls.
Halisi moves up to the roasted human and yanks her helmet off - they're greeted by a rather gruesome scene beneath. (Vasquez)
Jattic grabs the helmet and whips it at the wall as he climbs back to his feet. He lets out a nonsensical roar.
Halisi remains kneeled next to Fatsani for a moment before realizing that Philip still needs her. She goes back into the room without a word. (Vasquez)
Jattic remains near Fatsani, furious. His heavy breathing punctuated by the occasional bout of cussing.
Jattic lowers his head as he listens to comms. He seems to be in his own little world at this point.