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Stig stretches with a happy sigh as he scavenges a few energy modules from the bodies of the fallen grineer, charging his deep reserves even more than when he came in. "Scrubs cannot contest, I'm powered by murder." In a brief moment of clarity he looks around for a computer terminal to hack, "The tyranny of door-closin' strikes again." He mutters to himself, "Too much science going on these days. Gotta restore the ways of mysticism." Stig recalls that he hadn't brought any ciphers with him, cursing his luck. He hated tapping those little computer things and spinning hexagons around. His muttering grows a bit more intense as he builds himself up, "Righteous vengeance shall be visited upon all who would stop my Fast. Let's see how good you are at blocking me from gettin' the gold when you got no arms!"

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The lock seemed to have been an advanced lock, it had all the latches of the grineer security system times two. Meaning he would have to get through both if he wanted to get out, this would require patience. 

 

Out from the smoke came from  the head of the heavy gunner and she could see that the grineer platoon was significantly reduced to  nothing but four lancers and  two scorpions.

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Character: Collector

Location: Tysus' Ship, Saturn System

 

Hidden the the cloaking cloud of his smokescreen, Collector, reached for his bow and pulled it from his back. Pointing an arrow straight for the heavy gunner's head, he drew the string back... and... let it fly.

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"Mm, interesting." Stig mused while staring at the locking system, resting a hand on his hip and tapping the 'chin' of his helmet. "Yes...yes, this will require all of my cunning and ingenuity."

 

He then pulled his Amprex from his back and proceeded to blast the door's powered locks several times until it stopped being so rude to him.

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Character: Collector

Location: Tysus' Ship, Saturn System

 

Collector stepped out of the smoke, walking towards Hawkeye. His bow was back on his back but his Despair kunai were in hand. When he stood 3 meters away from her, he nodded.

 

"Collector, here to assist," he introduced himself.

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"Mm, interesting." Stig mused while staring at the locking system, resting a hand on his hip and tapping the 'chin' of his helmet. "Yes...yes, this will require all of my cunning and ingenuity."

He then pulled his Amprex from his back and proceeded to blast the door's powered locks several times until it stopped being so rude to him.

On the other side of the door fought a Rhino Prime who had tried to be stealthy.

Tried.

His golden knuckles struck a Lancer on the chin, making the genetically degraded face go crunch. His left foot shot into a Trooper's gut and sent the unfortunate clone flying.

Said unfortunate clone could only think Wai deed Ai j'hoin dee h'army? Honorr'ble, dey sai. Respecc'ble, dey sa- before he met the ferrite-lined wall. The results of that meeting were a mess of shredded cybernetic enhancements, dripping blood and ripped bowels, and a twisted neck.

Uriel balanced on a single foot for a moment before putting the weaponized limb down. He strained his ears, but there was no raspy cursing that indicated the presence of Grineer. How odd. He did hear a strange noise behind him though.

The locked door behind him almost seemed to whimper as electricity coursed through its locks. Something was trying to force it's way through, and Uriel reacted accordingly by unholstering his Gorgon and slowly revving it up.

Despite burning through ammunition ridiculously quickly, the machine gun could maintain a steady stream of just enough dakka that could theoretically kill anything (given time and ammo restores).

In any case, Uriel would not be caught unaware by whatever destructive creature was on the other side of the door.

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Habit led the Mesa to keep her Kohmak trained on the Ash until he stopped. The tense silence hung for a brief moment after he spoke, but finally Hawkeye lowered the weapon.

 

"Hawkeye," she said simply, then added, "Thanks."

 

She turned, indicating the direction the noisy Volt had fled but keeping her eyes on the Collector.

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Character: Collector

Location: Tysus' Ship, Saturn System

 
Collector nodded, noting the Volt-wearer was no longer present. "Your friend went on ahead?" he asked as he followed. "Does he think he can handle this ship's forces alone?"
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"Not my friend," Hawkeye said pointedly.

 

Her Warframe's onboard computer chirped.

 

"Secure channel established," said Aurora, multi-hued cubic avatar appearing with a gentle hum in the corner of her vision. Today she was predominantly red. "It is relieving to see you unharmed, operator. It appears the Grineer ship has stopped firing. As we speak, I am maneuvering to establish a secure drop point for Amraphel. Extrapolating potential galleon layouts per standard Grineer engineering norms and uplinking collar positional data to your Warframe."

 

A blue mark appeared on the map space provided by the Mesa hardsuit, tipped with distinctive pointy ears. With a gesture, she shared the data with the Ash. Indicating the kubrow's icon, she said, "My friend."

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Stig couldn't help but laugh as the door lock disengages, as if even he didn't think it would actually work. His amprex returns to its spot on his back, and he draws his Marelok before spreading the door, propping it open with the grakata of a fallen lancer, "Ohh, what's this?!" He exclaims when he notices the rhino on the other side making mulch of some grineer, "A fellow pleasure-seeker!" He slips through the door and throws his arms out at his sides, "Rejoice, fightmonger, for you shall be the first into my new kingdom." He raises his gun and runs past the rhino, heading wherever his objective marker leads him, "Let us prepare a banquet in the form of tenderized grineer. Bring your kill-utensils!" He cackles to himself, "It's the amniotic clone-vat glaze that really gives it that kick."

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Uriel stood perfectly still for a moment in front of the now horribly abused door, his Gorgon winding down. He turned his head in bewilderment.

"Fightmonger? Kingdom? Kill-utensils? What?"

The Volt was already long gone, cackling madly. Uriel's competitive streak flared, and he began to run in the same direction. "Hey, wait up! Don't you dare kill all of them without me, you speedy son of a b¡tch!"

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Collector looked back ahead as he heard what he presumed to be the voice of the Volt-user echoing through the metal halls from up ahead. "He certainly is... jubilant," he stated. "Worrisomely so. I can see why you aren't friends."

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Hawkeye could only shake her head as she grabbed her Vectis again, jogging toward the noise. The kubrow mark drew closer, the beast instinctually drawn to his master's side...

 

...but standing between him and the Mesa was the same horde of Grineer bearing down on the Volt. The whole ship reeked of rotten clone flesh and oil and stagnation. Amraphel hated Grineer ships. Hidden behind a supply crate with his stealth field up, the kubrow couldn't help from loosing a growl, lost under the thunderous roar of metal on metal as the soldiers marched to their inevitable demise. One butcher in particular seemed to be lagging behind the rest, his artificial leg dragging noticeably, creating a horrible screeching as it was drawn across the corrugated flooring. The sound drove nails into the kubrow's skull, and he snarled.

 

The butcher hesitated, hefting his cleaver and staring around nervously. As he looked away, Amraphel leaped. The platoon never noticed the missing soldier.

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With a wave of Stig's hand, the rhino would witness something normal Volt frames simply couldn't do - a bolt of lightning seems to arc straight out of the ceiling and into the skull of the first grineer in line, before it would carry through several others in the crowd. "Better get fast then, Cupcake!" He calls back to him, re-engaging his speed power, this time the power carried over to the rhino as well. Even Stig was excited to see what the rhino could pull off when he was nearly as quick as himself. His attention returns to the grineer as he starts tearing through them with his dagger again, sliding past them, "This menu is garbage! I demand an audience with the Head Chef!"

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Collector pulled his Dread bow back to the ready again, charging ahead as well and keeping an eye on his own radar. Tiny red blips appeared as the Grineer came into range. Numerous, but the odds were still in their favor.

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Uriel felt energy course through his entire being, and some of the Volt's wild zeal seemed to affect him as well. With a wide grin beneath his faceplate, he plowed through at least five lancers, each empowered step leaving behind a deeper dent and sending him further.

As he shot through the ranks of Grineer, the Rhino once again felt like the unstoppable titan he had been so long ago, and Roared, letting loose a mighty challenge that would strengthen his newfound allies and himself.

Leaping into the air, Uriel used his momentum to dropkick an unsuspecting Commander into oblivion (or, more accurately, a pathetic mess with a crumpled hat that would spend the remainder of his life in mindbreaking agony). Jumping off from the Commander's gibbering head, he then dove fist-first into another fearful clone.

An incredibly brave or incredibly stupid Heavy Gunner headbutted him while he was down, to which he responded with a lightning-quick uppercut whilst shouting "Only I am allowed to headbutt!"

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Hawkeye gestured for the Ash to move ahead. She ducked behind cover, adjusting the scope of her Vectis and taking careful aim in the direction of the melee. One by one, the heavies and bombards began to fall.

 

Two ferocious canids came rolling to a halt next to the Rhino, one a hulking drahk and the other a silver and blue kubrow. They struggled briefly before the kubrow threw his bleeding opponent away and rolled to his feet, barking at the huge Tenno before slithering through the mess of bodies toward his master.

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The mesa began to hear a maniacal laugh, which were not resonating from Stigs mouth. 

 

Just at this moment three heavy gunners began a repeating fire of bullets from there gorgons at the rhino as a Grineer soldier with a reinforced arm of armor ran out with 5 dogs through a halikar at the rhinos weapon taking away the gorgon and dropping it on the floor.

 

Just then stig found himself at a door requiring 3 other people to join open it. The Collector had the decision to go to stig or help the rhino fight off against the gunners.

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Stig begins shaking uncontrollably, gibbering and clutching his gun tighter. "Woe betide the architects of this place, for they have once again bent to the tyranny of friendship." He looks at the consoles and puts his gun away, and then activates his speed power.

 

In a vain attempt to try and open the door, he tries to tap the button on one console, then run as fast as possible to the other ones. He had never seen anyone go fast enough to open a multi-panel door by themselves, but hell if he wasn't going to try.

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