Bar \"Vortex\" v.2 (Mass Effect 2)
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15.08.10 19:38 KaR-Ksen vas Ulnay was enrolled in the organization vortex a year earlier. A seemingly simple boy-karianet in the pilgrimage, and frequent visitor to the bar,he had impressive technical skills and was a valuable agent of the organization. Of the task and the instructions he received as the rest of the bartender,and sometimes Lana. Usually performed surveillance, reconnaissance, was Susanin organizations on various space bases and colonies as a traveling QVariant does not attract attention. After successfully completed the mission loved to just sit and skip a couple of kokteyley at the bar and eat normal food. In addition at this time he carried out the safety checks of the premises. Lana pretended that he was just a worker for hire: fix machine for drinks there, check the condition of the fridge there.. ...
(Yes,wasn't following you, an atom of wage ubiee.which we have so long been dormidas,but what's the difference now?:) continue:)
*Pulls Cain*
Charlie! This is the main step!
Shoot do they?
Only if I shoot you, you can meet the cast on the leg!
And there's still a couple of bruises...
You can choose how to do?
*Stands and waits stroke Charlie*
OFF: Why is the plaster in this time? Well, the money for treatment... And in free clinic all the old...
off: KaR-Ksen vas Ulnay
2.*Visually is looking for an exit that would bring Lana finding outdoor dark passage the Cellar Flashed, slowly trying to hold back a Lana HKM... Big a burden less, if not save, I don't get hangar! And this is bad! Everyone was thinking that Xen would calm down, almost entering the basement, Fighter Blue stars! What is he doing here?! All have continued to think Ksen.*
I thought you were after that at the request of Smith back to their former positions under the table back, and re-injected penicilin. the posts came out so xD
Uh, I would say that you need turanec, but I wanted to shoot.
*Shoots the mercenary Blue stars headshots from widow. He falls on the table, overturns it, the table falls onto the barricade around Lana with Xena, their shelter is falling apart except a table over them. Now they are just under the table.*
Damn, again not a good shot...
*Trying to throw a biotic pulse at the enemy, misses and falls into the Cain at the hands of Smith. Terrible weapon knocks from his hands, it flies away somewhere far away, clinging to the chandelier on the ceiling in the far corner of the bar. Will have to try to get*
Smith71мм, in my opinion, Cain is a bit not in the entourage of the event, don't you think?:))
*Charlie saw the man close enough to the enemy and threw him the shotgun from the personal Arsenal of the bartender.* Make them *angry primordials it*
Charley Black
*Starts talking in the middle of firefight*
By the way, thanks for the drink. And for the help with the sniper... we could not be familiar with before?
*Looks at Xander*
Uh... thank you...
Are you by chance on the enemy not want to go...
And then things get up... Hmm..
*Suddenly Charlie throws him a shotgun*
Merci!
*Directs M22 in the crowd*
Well... we will Bring pies to her Granny...
*Begins to shoot into the crowd*
*Lana held gaze going out through the back door of Kara. Now ,LDLo for you baby she thought to herself* Let you store your Qila...* Very close to coriantum she saw the block of data,which he immediately scanned uninstrumented. The deed is done.*
Charlie jumped out from behind the bar perseveres once, was next to the third salabianca and threw him a vial of liquid. Salarians oksalata burnt some sort of acid vapors and fell to the ground curled up in Hellfire. Charlie noted that the bartender was really not bad in combat.
*Then there are 5 more elite soldier Eclipse in the black armor!*
-What will you do?
Zander_driver
(sorry was writing this while your post was not yet)
*Charlie looked again at the biotics.* No, I don't think. What's your name?
*See how Charlie copes with the mercenaries*
What now my turn!
*Runs into the crowd of mercenaries with M22 and shoots*
-*The whole crowd of mercenaries in horror as they see a man running without armor and waters them with fire*
...
*A couple of seconds, the crowd dies*
-*Smith kills everyone except Turanza, who began to flee from the hail of bullets*
Damn, still one shot me...
Oh damn! Have hard...
In chroma runs on Turienzo and shoots but then... Out of termotherapy*
Uh... Bad... Very bad!
*Jumps for cover*
-*Turanec starts to shoot him*
Charlie help!
*Stares at Smith*
Uh, I think I talked about his bad luck? I have almost always... wanted as better - it turned out as always.
*Shoots in the head of one of the still living enemies. he was already badly wounded Smith, and immediately fell down dead. At the same time his weapon bounced off of the floor under an unusual angle, flew directly in the face of Smith. Smith barely managed to Dodge*
Well, used to))) from my actions is always full of surprises... most unpleasant.
off:
WeLD[already took my nickname], You will alone represent 5 elite fighters? this, ahem, as would be unusual.
WeLD[already took my nick]
Lana applies a singularity,which tightens the three. Charlie fires his rifle in the mode of destruction in two of them. Sender takes the sniper rifle from the third. Smith demolished the head with a shotgun the fourth. Fifth lifted into the air and smashed against the wall come to Azari. And this is just one of the options:) let's try if you want:)
*Pulls out a gun was found at mercenary*
Well all hope for you...
*Starts shooting Turanza*
-*And hits him in the head*
--*But Turanec manages to shoot Smith*
----*Smith falls and begins to bleed*
Here BL... Damn... Now going to die because of a fight in a bar...
Charley Black
Zander and name. I left the questionnaire one of your employees, I think his name was garrus.
*Sends nanobots to Smith. they find somewhere penacilin, to stick it to him, heal the wounds and putting it in the pockets was found at the mercenaries thermotherapy. Then back to the owner*
Charlie jumps up and leaving the position jumps over the edge of the table, and one sweeps Somerset Smith, covering his armor. Bullets rapidly devour her shield. She shoved the strange exhibitionist under the counter of boa and otmetila it: a couple of scratches,but he'll live.
WeLD[already took my nick]
Tried to cope with my bad luck. There, Smith began to suspect God knows what.