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[She'd been taking a break from a workout... But in her room, she'd let her guard down, as she flipped through her journal. There was nothing in here to hurt her after all. And her Emile was off in another part of the apartment, playing. She figured the little Pokemon would be fine.
She heard a noise in the background, but at first she just figured the Cubone wanted to play and had found out how to open the door. Except it sounded different after a few moments. and it was getting closer. She looked over to see something strange. A deformed cat. Coming directly to her]
What the hell? [There's the sounds of the speaker scrambling to get away from the creature, though she's hesitating at shooting it because it could be just a freaky pet.] Get away from me.
[She's moving the get away quickly, but as fast as she moves, it's gone. And then it's on her again. As she heads to the door... Suddenly she sees the horrifying cat in front of the door. It's like it's playing with her... She turns quickly, only to find it in front of her again.] Go away.
[She might be a Spartan but the constant turns and inability to leave her room or get away is scaring her. And she doesn't have to armor benefits to aid... She'd taken it off. But for just a moment, her attention wavers, and the disgusting mutated monster cat is on her, reaching for her right arm.] Stop. What are you doing?
[No response as the cat touches her arm and the weight of the limb is gone. She reaches for the spot that the limb was at, afraid of what she'd find. Nothing more than a useless stump. And as quick as it arrived, the cat intruder is gone. Leaving a horrified Spartan, having trouble getting up from the the floor between the shock, confusion, and fear. Also, the lost right arm doesn't help. But she moves back toward the journal, speaking quietly.] Can anyone hear me?
She heard a noise in the background, but at first she just figured the Cubone wanted to play and had found out how to open the door. Except it sounded different after a few moments. and it was getting closer. She looked over to see something strange. A deformed cat. Coming directly to her]
What the hell? [There's the sounds of the speaker scrambling to get away from the creature, though she's hesitating at shooting it because it could be just a freaky pet.] Get away from me.
[She's moving the get away quickly, but as fast as she moves, it's gone. And then it's on her again. As she heads to the door... Suddenly she sees the horrifying cat in front of the door. It's like it's playing with her... She turns quickly, only to find it in front of her again.] Go away.
[She might be a Spartan but the constant turns and inability to leave her room or get away is scaring her. And she doesn't have to armor benefits to aid... She'd taken it off. But for just a moment, her attention wavers, and the disgusting mutated monster cat is on her, reaching for her right arm.] Stop. What are you doing?
[No response as the cat touches her arm and the weight of the limb is gone. She reaches for the spot that the limb was at, afraid of what she'd find. Nothing more than a useless stump. And as quick as it arrived, the cat intruder is gone. Leaving a horrified Spartan, having trouble getting up from the the floor between the shock, confusion, and fear. Also, the lost right arm doesn't help. But she moves back toward the journal, speaking quietly.] Can anyone hear me?

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Six? That you?
--If it is, what's the sitrep? You all right?
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My right arm is gone. Only have a stump left.
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[What could take the arm off a Spartan before she could fight back? He assumes it was before she could fight back, because the thought of a Spartan losing a battle doesn't occur to him.]
Can you get a tourniquet on it? Is Kat close by? If you can hold on a minute I can be there.
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Spread word, York.
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I will. Did you get anything on who did it?
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Uh, okay. And what did it do to take your arm? Some kind of magic?
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Six
What's your status, Six?
Kat
Noble Six
Be there in five.
[Which is more like three because she's sprinting. As soon as she's there she's pounding on the door with her prosthetic.
which just about breaks it] Six, it's Two.Kat/room filter
Action
[She draws her pistol as she enters, making a preliminary sweep of the room before turning to look at Six.]
[Part of her -- a rather large and at this moment very internally loud part -- didn't want to look, because she knew what sort of memories it was going to drag up. Six was still a teammate, though, and eventually Kat turned to her and regarded her in silence.]
It was a .... creature, you say? [Her tone is soft now, with a slight edge to it. Seeing all sorts of injuries on the field, she felt she should have been prepared for it, but there seemed to be a difference between seeing a ragged end and knowing how it happened and ... this.]
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It was just gone.
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[He doesn't like the sound of that, at all.]
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You recommend packing the heavy artilery?
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Got it~
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I can be another pair of eyes if you need them, Noble Six.
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Kat's going to start a prosthetic for me.
(To action?)
Heading to action
Action!
[And Carolina arrives at the nine-minute mark, moving into the hangar without much pause at the door. She's gotten permission to come in many times and has a bit of her own space set up for emergencies. Doesn't mean she'll announce her presence, though, and she'll start searching the hangar for the Nobles if they're not in the garage.]
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