Neil Hazel (neilhazel) wrote in viewing_globe, @ 2009-08-02 17:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | #status: finished, neil |
WHO: Neil.
WHAT: Raid on the Morphing Grid.
WHERE: The Academy, the Morphing Grid.
WHEN: During the riot.
"Rangers! Rangers, we're--" The Alpha unit's communication was cut off when two of its siblings crashed into the terminal before it, destroying the equipment in a shower of sparks. All three robots fell to the floor in a tangled heap as Neil--in his White Hydra equipment--advanced towards them, his sword drawn. Two other Alphas lay behind him, their pieces scattered over the floor.
"Five robots was all they had to defend a room as important as this?" He snorted at the idea and drove his sword down through the robots, piercing one through the chest and the others each through a limb; and then he kicked the mess to another side of the room.
Something flashed on the screen next to him. "Hmmm...?"
The screen apparently listed all of the Rangers currently in action: Names, colors, ID photos, team, and current locations were all on display. This could be quite useful. But there wasn't anything to write with in the room, and he didn't know how to print the list off; he'd have to settle for some quick memorization. Let's see... there we go. Quinn Reeve... Nicolas Clarke... Lindsey Roland...
"R-RAngErs... we need y-yOuR he-elp..."
He didn't have any time left to waste. Those three names were good enough; he had to wreck the Grid and the database terminals before any of the Rangers arrived.
"You're too persistent," Neil said as he walked over to the Alpha that had managed to free itself from the pile. It paid him no attention until he yanked off its back plate and started pulling components out by the fistful. Once it stopped struggling he shoved it away and went to work on the terminals.
A few minutes later, Neil was finished. The room was trashed, its terminals smashed and torn and the Alpha units wrecked almost beyond recognition. "Orders are orders," he aloud, certain everything in the room was being recorded. He pulled his sword from one of the ruined consoles and teleported out in a flash of white.