"No time to celebrate brothers lets go." Throwing Tempestus's arm over his shoulder, Tsu'had starts running for the exit.
OOC: Havent lost it yet At the sound of the self destruct message, Noctis' senses sprung to life. Thirty seconds. Noctis glanced around, Macha and Tempestus had lost consciousness. Noctis dropped his bolter, he wouldn't be able to do what needed to be done with its weight. He sprinted over to Macha lifting her in his arms. "Hurry!" He shouted. Noctis then began sprinting towards the exit, there was no time for any stops. Then he remembered "Emperor's Light". He'll never hear the end of this one but he couldn't carry it all, and at the moment, he cared more for the lives of others then some overgrown flashlight. He continued running, the rune still hanging from his chest. He looked down at the rune, Macha lay in his arms just beneath it. He began sprinting as fast as he could, nothing would stop him, he had to make it out of this, he was running for two. OOC:Lost it
¨ i guess the party is over!....lets go!¨ As soonest the count down started jaccx quickly grabbed the templars head from the corner. ¨Aint leaving you behind warrior.....¨
Aldrim, completely drained of all possible strength to move fell to one knee upon Doom's death... 'It's over' he thought, looking at the remains of his brothers Wronde and Swordsman, the wolf feared he wouldn't make it out of the facility in time... Having no arms to take the remains of his brothers with him... He stumbled towards the exit, becoming ever more faint with each step... He had lost too much blood but a wolf never gives up, never surrenders... He will make!
¨Wolf.....just this once.... hop on me il carry you...¨ extending his hand in the hopes the wolf would realise they needed to move faster. ¨I hope all that fenrysian ale didnt make you heavy¨ with a slight chuckle
"I can't Angel, I have no arms... I will follow best I can, don't slow down for me!" Giving everything he can he breaks out into a sprint following the others, bouncing off the walls as he can't balance himself correctly, opening up the wounds in his shoulder sockets as he does... 'Not much further' there were only three possibilities for the wolf, die of blood loss, die from the explosion or make it out to tell the tale... 'Its not my time'
Noctis tried his vox, hoping that with the death of the Doom it had been unjammed. "Krauz! This facilities about to self destruct, we need assistance!" He shouted as he kept sprinting towards the exit.
"I KNOW!" Krauz yelled back through the vox, going through the blueprints he had stored among the Hammer of Faith. "HEAD TO THE ARMORY! THIS INSTANT!" He voxxed to the entire Kill-Team, finally having found what he was looking for and praying that it would work.
